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kachowder · 10 months

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You should make the millionare a virgin loser who doesnt know the touch of anything but his own hand and then slut reader outtttt. Make it fresh u kno?

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His fingertips traced down the curve of your spine, caressing the skin that was presented to him. Calloused pads trailed along blemishes and marks like the most stunning of paintings, mapping each and every feature.

His nose bumped into the curve of your shoulder, nuzzling against the skin as he exhaled. His body cooled from the previous heat and steam of late night activities. And though he yearned for more, his mind craved the comfort of just laying together.

But all good things come to an end. The sound of a small ding coming from your phone, roused you to sit up from the silk sheeted bed. Your fingers rubbed against the sores of your muscles as you reached for the infuriating device, the bright light blinding you amidst the dark room for merely a moment before you swiped through your lock screen. He watched intently as your eyes fluttered over the text.

“Mm…It seems I have to go, Mr. K..” Your voice soothed his senses, though your words made his eyes narrow. Only slightly.

Another client.

Often times, he wondered if you did these things to taunt him. If you somehow knew of his infatuation, and paraded yourself around this way to mock him for his cowardice.

And as he bit back the urge to call you back, to tempt you back into his arms so you could sleep in each others embrace. So he could savor the feel of your skin and the smell of your hair. He believed this to be even further the case, as he was made to watch you re-dress in preparation to leave him. Alone. Again.

But he did nothing. Not even a noise of acknowledgment, leading you to believe he may have fallen asleep.

Kane was not a beggar.

Your bare feet padded across the cold wooden floor of the bedroom, and you shivered. You wanted to go back to the bed, to swaddle yourself in it’s expensive warmth. But, you needed the money. And while one night with Mr.K would hold you over for well into a month, you couldn’t stop a small seed of greed to sprout through your heart.

“I’ll pay double.”

You stopped, hand just about curved around the golden, cold handle of the door. Perhaps you had misheard?

“Im sorry?”

You turned back, nearly jumping at the sight of dark grey eyes that bore deep into your flesh. Mr.K was not an expressive man. Not even in the most intimate of actions did his facade fail him. Hardly even a noise. You often wondered if you pleased him the way he did you.

Mr.K was a very skilled lover, despite having admitted to never laying with another before you. He was attentive in ways none of your clients had ever been. Learning the in’s and out’s of your body, seemingly rapt in your pleasure more so than his own.

“I’ll pay double.”

Your lips pursed in confusion. “Double..what?”

Mr.K did not beg. He asked for very little.

“Double whatever your client is paying. If you stay tonight.”

Your skin tingled. And the offer was deliciously tempting. “It would be bad for business if I canceled now..” that was only partially true.

The air felt warmer then it had before. Your previously cooles skin now feeling hot, under the intense gaze of the man before you.

“Triple.”

Spit lodged in your throat and you choked, eyes widening momentarily, and for just a second you swore a flash of amusement had invaded those cold eyes. “Th-that’s…is there something..you want to do?” Paying so much usually meant the request would be something…more unsavory.

“Rest with me. Then, tomorrow we’ll go out together. For a date.”

That couldn’t be all?

But it was.

With a soft heart for the quiet man before you, you undressed once again and slipped beneath the now cold duvet, exhaling in tired awe at the comfort it swaddled you in.

Your skin tingled as a hot breath beat down on it, and as fingers traced against your skin and through your hair once again. Gentle kisses littered your collar and neck.

It was romantic in a way. Despite him being one of your clients, time with him always felt a bit special. A bit more intimate.

You knew Kane was a lonely man. You often wondered why he never sought out a wife for the comfort he seems to crave.

But, as his strong warm arms curved around your waist, and pulled you flush against his chest, you found yourself a bit selfishly happy about that fact.

Sleep came easily to you that night, under the intense gaze of the man beside you.

Your client stopped responding to you the following morning.

(I lost the plot so we’ll call this part 1 before delving into this guys psyche some more)

#yandere #yandere x reader #x oc #x reader #yandere ceo #yandere millionaire #Kane oc

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asherloki · 7 months

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supp :) im the person that requested the 12 & 35 prompts a bit ago

ofc u can do fluff and/or dom sherlock omg!

dom!reader is just my pref and idk the prompts were low-key giving beginning of smut to me, but i fr dont mind, u have full creative freedom and u obviously kno more than me bc of ur previous (amazing) writing :)

tysm for considering my request and have a great day/night! <3

My saviour

Bbc Sherlock x reader

Word count:- 3k

Warning:- light smut, but mostly fluff.

Prompt list here !

A/n:- ah finally I'm back! And I hope you like it!

" I'll take it" I said entering detective inspector lestrade's office. He and his whole team was clueless when it came to the mysterious disappearance of Mr Hazelwood. Even though I wasn't the first choice for the case, one can never be, when the greatest detective of the world is inspector's closest acquaintance. Well, acquaintance is past, now he's closest friend. Can you even imagine, the brilliant genius being his friend meant, almost no case for me to solve. I don't even have an assistant, there's definitely less opportunity for me to show I'm capable of solving mysteries too. Maybe not as brilliant as him, the one who stood infront of the inspector as I walked in, he turned to me and I must say, being a detective myself, it always made me like the wise people, and that meant... I fancied the detective, yes the one who's my professional rival.

"you don't understand," lestrade said looking at me, "I want Sherlock to solve it". This stupid comment made my blood boil, again, another oppertunity lost, ofcourse he can't let this interesting case go.

"no, I'm not taking it" I was stunned as Sherlock Holmes stated this, 'why not' I wondered but lestrade said it out loud,

"and why not?"

Sherlock sighed in response and rubbed his forehead with his fingers as if he was disturbed with lestrade constantly urging him to solve a case he doesn't want to, "it's too boring, rather easy for me Gavin".

'Same old genius' I thought as he mis pronounced lestrade's name again, I must say lestrade's frustration made me kinda giggle but I controlled it.

"If it's that easy then solve it" he still requested, almost begged him.

"you must use some of your brain too inspector" replied Sherlock and I agreed, "or" he said turning to me and my heart started to beat faster I could hear it in my ear, "this young lady is willing to take it, give her a chance".

What did I just heard, Sherlock siding me?

"ugh fine" saying so lestrade turned to me, "I assigne you, for the case now I want it to be solved in two weeks".

"TWO WEEKS?" I asked loudly enough for my voice to echo through the office, "isn't it too.. less inspector?" I asked as calmly as I could, you have to when you're still struggling to get known.

"yes, it's easy as Sherlock said, solve it, and if you need help I bet he can, he's already solved it in his fucking mind palace". I see where the anger was coming from, it was inspector being frustrated by the rejection of Mr brilliant.

"here you go" said Sherlock as he was about to pass by me, I wanted to thank him, or say something sweet infact nice but me being me, I regretted what I said, "scared?"

He raised his brows at my comment, I deserved it, then shaking his head he said, "we'll see how you solve it in two weeks without my help young lady".

I squinted my eyes at his challenge. But he went out of the office. I took the challenge in my mind, however I was unsure, I knew it's gonna be difficult, but I can't lose. It's my only chance.

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As I checked my progress after one week, I knew I'm gonna lose this challenge terribly. First, I had this rush which messed up my method and second, this Mr brilliant challenging me, that I can't do it on my own. Which was slowly turning out to be true. I got up from my sofa where I was lying and thinking, and grabbed my coat, my intention was to go to spot from where Mr Hazelwood was missing and inspect it thoroughly. So I took the bus, I know, poor little detective and went to the spot. While inspecting I felt someone watching over me. You know the feeling you get when you're being watched. I turned around and there were no one looking at me, yet again there was this feeling,

"told you, you need my help". I was startled as the heavy (sexy) voice said it, from behind. And no wonder I found Mr brilliant standing.

"what are you doing here, it's my case to solve" I knew I should've been a bit nice but it just came out to be very..

"rude" he replied, "very rude, I'm trying to help you".

"and why the fu..."

"gosh, kids these days" he said shaking his head.

"did you just called me a kid?"

"have you seen your height?"

"I'm sorry I'm not as tall as you and that doesn't mean.."

"as me? you're not even tall..AT ALL" his face remained expression less.

"who's being rude now, and how come you found me?"

"tracked your phone."

He said what? "you're spying on me?"

"a little girl, solving mystery on her own and at night, I must take care.."

"why do you care?" I might've said that but in my head I asked, 'you care? about me? why? who am I to you, genius?'.

"nothing," he got frustrated with me I knew, "if you change your mind, then... Baker Street" he pointed to the way he headed off to, leaving me on the street, alone, rather I pushed him away. I didn't want to, but it's me, why do you think I don't have an assistant? I work alone, so I don't look weak. Yet my phone's calendar told me it's one week to go, and if I can't solve.... No no I can and I have to... alone.

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And then there left three days, till now I've matched some dots and it confirmed, he wasn't kidnapped, no one conspired against him, so whatever happened to him he was involved. Now this second part of the mystery held lots of troubles, and to solve them in three days was near impossible. My mind kept telling me to reach to him, you know, Mr brilliant. But it was embarrassing, however I had no other way,

"okay, time to throw my self respect" I said to myself gesturing with my hand as if throwing trash bag, "here I come, Sherlock Holmes".

All my way I just wished, "please stay at the flat, please stay at home, please detective" and there I was at his door.

I inhaled a deep breath and tapped my knuckles on his door.

"it's unlocked" replied a different voice, from inside.

'Oh no, John watson is there, I'm fucked' now I had to be embarrassed to both of these men, anyway I have threw my self respect away.

I opened the door and entered, the scene was... well... interesting I believe, John Watson was on his laptop and detective was sitting on his sofa, eyes closed, hands clasped.

"may I?" I asked Dr watson, because he looked a little sane.

"yes" he replied me and turned to Sherlock, "she came".

"who?" he enquired, his deep voice even deeper, eyes still closed and hands still clasped together, touching his chin.

"young lady". Replied John watson and Sherlock's eyes were flung open.

"is that what you call me?" I couldn't help but ask him.

"any problem?" he asked.

"I'm not here to argue with you, I want.." shit! now the embarrassing part, "I need, your help".

"oh I see, Mr Hazelwood?" I nodded, "still on it? wasn't it easy?"

"if it were then why would I ask your help?" he was getting on my nerves I tell you.

"fine sit" he said and I checked around me.

"where?" there wasn't any place near him but a sofa far in the other end of the living room.

"oh there?" I said pointing to it.

"no here" he brought out a rusty chair for me to sit.

"but it's for the clients" objected Dr watson, he's really sane.

"you know what? I'm fine just help me out". I need help from him and nothing else. Well sometimes I think if I could have something else but hey, professionalism.

"yes now let me explain, before that tell me how far you've got". I explained him everything and out of my utter surprise he got up from his sofa to his work board and offered me to sit there. Why's he being so... kind?

"now let me tell you what exactly happened" and he explained it was all Mr Hazelwood's plan, he intentionally disappeared, he's not dead but roaming around disguised.

"woah!" I couldn't help but praise him, it's not like I don't admire him. I do more than that, I respect him and perhaps... I like him a little too, "so how do we catch him?".

"it's not your duty to do so, you give all the evidence and theories to Scotland yard and order them to find him" he suggested.

"order them? me?" I am not very... influencial am I?

"yes, look they insulted you by not respecting your potential, now it's your time".

His motivational speech filled me with self respect again, the one I threw for him.

"yes" I said with such confidence and then I lost it again, "would you come with me... please?" now still cringe at the thought of me actually giving him puppy eyes and pleading but he agreed.

We entered lestrade's office, one day left till the deadline for me and I explained everything to him.

"seems like Sherlock helped you" said sally, stupid bi... no control yourself.

"I didn't, we met at the gate, I came here for the case I'm taking care of" lied the detective, I must admit, his lying skill was pretty good.

"anyway " said lestrade, "if you really did it on your own then.."

It felt so bad, to be taking credit of Sherlock's work, I didn't solve it all, I don't lie, so I,

"Sally is right" I admitted.

"no she isn't " Sherlock warned me.

"she is, she is lestrade. I solved half of it, it was solved by Sherlock Holmes himself. Yes he helped me, but I could've done it on my own, if I had some more time."

They were all silent for some time, I feared looking at Sherlock, he'd be fuming at me by now.

"I guess we were putting unnecessary pressure on you" said the inspector softly, "fine, you'll solve another one for us".

This second chance made my lips curve into a smile and Sherlock approved with a nod.

We both went out of there, and we laughed and talked all our way to his house, why was I going there? I don't know, I kept on walking with him and he never pushed me away. In between he'd often brush hair off my forehead or take my hand while crossing the road. I wonder why, not that I mind though.

We even went straight to his living room and it was awfully quiet.

"where is Dr watson?" I enquired.

"he's out, he messaged me, he's picking Rosie from school". Then he told me everything about john and his daughter, even his deceased wife Mary.

"Mary sounds like a wonderful, brave, strong woman" I replied.

"she was, she was strongest and absolute boss of us" he spoke in way that showed how much he admired her and how much John Watson and Rosie means to him.

"if only I were capable of doing things on my own" I didn't want to say so but it just came out, it sounded sad.

"why not? if you were weak you would've been living with your parents, you have family, house, friends in here yet you chose be on your own, you don't have any assistant, you solve cases by yourself too, how much more strong do you wanna be?" his words felt good didn't they?

"you helped me" I reminded him.

"only this time" accompanied by his beautiful smile.

"if I need help again in solving mystery? will you help me?" I was starting to let my guards down, I may have started to trust him.

"if you want me to, ofcourse" His smile never left his lips but my phone rang and it indicated it was time to leave his flat, for now.

"I have to go" I kind of asked his permission before going.

"if you have to then... be careful okay?" ain't he little too careful for me? I liked it, I like being taken care of, perhaps he's not wrong I really am a kid.

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Days turned to months and one case turned to three. I took his help for three cases, call me dumb but I enjoy his company, for some reason I've noticed he does too.

After solving the third one I first went to his flat with him, both of us giggling at the fact that sally was so disappointed that I actually got recognised for my consecutive three wins, ofcourse with Mr brilliant by my side.

"it's late Sherlock, I have to go home" I said checking my watch.

"John's gonna be out tonight he has some patients to take care of, Rosie is with molly, so you can stay here tonight."

He might've said casually but it's HIM saying to ME. I already liked him, after these eight months of solving cases together I think I can say I... I'm in love with him. He's so caring for me, or maybe for all but I liked it.

"will you?" he asked again, popping my thought bubble.

"oh no nothing I was just ... fine I'll stay" I agreed, with my heart in my hand, he might spare his room for me but I wanted something else, a little kiss maybe... I think I fell in love, with the great detective.

"good" and with this he went inside, and came with his dressing gown draped over him, if I were a cat I would've drooled visibly, but I drooled, just no one could see it. He looked incredibly... domestic and it was hot. I just wanted to cuddle him, play with his hair, kiss him... oh! that was hot.

"Sherlock?" I asked.

"yes?" he answered, offering me something. It was a chocolate, I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not a kid" I complaint "I'm a grown up adult in my early twenties."

"I know, but I thought you may like it." well I do like chocolates, so unwrapping it I took a bite. And it was a bad idea told by Mr brilliant's laughter, the chocolate melted and it covered my mouth.

"funny?" I teased.

"very" he said between laughters.

"don't laugh, I bite people" I joked, yet I do have this tendency to bite my close ones,

"oh do you? that's... unique". he replied.

"I'm gonna wash my lips wait" as I got up, I felt his arm catching me by wrist. My heart gave me a signal, it's your chance.

"what?" turning to him I said, I little seductively.

He said nothing but took some of the chocolate from my lips with his finger and put it in his mouth, licking his finger clean.

My senses went wild. I stood frozen.

"you know what?" he asked me, and my mind told me, 'say something, don't look dumb'.

"wh-what?" I said.

"I've always wanted you this close. Never knew if I'd ever have you. I'm.." he trailed off " you're young and beautiful, I'm just an old detective"

'youre anything but old, actually even if you are older than me, I like it, I love it, you're older and sexier, caring as well" I thought.

"I just wanted to make sure you're taken care of. and I..." he trailed off.

"say it" I wanted to hear the words he couldn't let himself speak.

"I love you, with all my heart, have always loved you, and will always do, I sometimes went to Scotland yard casually for maybe to get a glimpse of you, coming to the office, smiling, all jolly, like a ray of sunshine " his lips curved into a smile reminiscing it perhaps, "since the day your eyes fell on me I have loved you, for who you are, you never had to be anything you're not, I love for all the things you are and all the things you're not, I'd see you noticing me too and you're disgust was clear".

"Sherlock" I started, "it wasn't disgust, a pretence, so you don't find out I like you too, infact now I can say I love you and not for your intelligence I admire that but I love you for being a good human to me, I can see, you love me, you care, you protect and you even adore me."

"you know?" he was surprised, "well then, I'm glad, may I kiss you?"

I nodded, and he crashed his lips on mine, letting the kiss go hungrier until he pulled away and asked,

"should we? you want to? with me?"

I understood what he meant,

"yes, I do"

"I'm not that experienced" he replied.

"neither am I"

we giggled at our lesser experience, we both are so engulfed into mystery solving that sex or love barely crossed our mind. I know not how he pulled me and I wrapped my legs around his waist, but we did and we went to his room kissing still.

One can say I was nervous and I knew so was he but he didn't seem so. The way he marked my neck and the way his fingers worked the buttons of my shirt. I was all red being naked infront of him but it melted as he put off his shirt too, I couldn't help but run my hand all over his chest, bringing him closer to me.

"bite me" he ordered.

"I thought you'd never ask" with a smirk I pecked his bottom lip, his moan said he liked it. That hour of him being inside of me was wonderful. He was sweet, gentle, he knew I was absolutely inexperienced. And my first time turned out to be the beautiful one. "I can stay like this forever" I said in between whimpers.

"I wouldn't mind" he replied, fastening his pace and us reaching our climax together. As we layed down on his bed I kept on thinking about how he said he loved me, and he always will.

"what's the matter?" he asked seeing me lost in my thoughts. I knew he cannot actually let himself love someone, maybe it was a moment of weakness for him, but if only he knew it was more than that for me. It was not just sex for me, I made love with him.

“You’re all talk. Why don’t you show me what you really mean?”

I said getting up a little aggressively. He looked confused at my behaviour.

"But It was the truth, why do you think I'd help you, care for you, love you?"

I think he does have a point.

"and sex never amazed me, I don't bother about it, and my past experience was no strings attached kind of sex but now..." he trailed off, "now after you came, I resisted as long as I could the urge to kiss your pretty face, because I know what people could think, that the great detective found a young girl to sleep with, the young lady detective slept with Sherlock Holmes to get recognised, that's why I never opened up about it". His eyes were teary and so were mine, he cared about me as much as he cared about himself.

"if I say" I spoke, "I don't care, and that I love you, I want to be with you Sherlock, then?"

Sherlock came a little closer to me, trying hard not to cry, "then you're gonna get me as your assistant all my life."

Saying this he hugged me and we both cried, tears of joy I'd like to think. But since then I moved in with him, and john and Rosie, I love this family and our parents may have thought this marriage is a little... never mind, they accepted, the age gap wasn't a barrier at all. And we lived happily ever after.

#bbc sherlock #sherlock x reader #sherlock x y/n #sherlock holmes x reader #sherlock x you #sherlock smut #sherlock fanfic

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ad0rechuu · 11 months

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★ MILKY WAY. ━━ (000) ASK THEM ANYTHING part 1

💌 ZERO SAYS. i can’t believe that we passed the 30 chapter mark!! thank you to everyone to participated (& for +500 notes), i’ve always wanted to this and it was a lot of fun! i didn’t get as many questions as i wanted but i’m still grateful regardless <3 you can find part 2 here!

❪ # i ❫ : Do you think water is wet? ━━ to smg & jwy

from @seonghwaddict

MINGI : No it’s not… I don’t think it is— maybe it is… huh? I don’t know, I’m impartial

WOOYOUNG : I can make it wet *winks*

❪ # ii ❫ : miss u stinkaboo love youuuu this is taegyu papa trusttttit how u doing love? ━━ to yn

from @tocupid

YN : Alright who payed you huh??? (in case this is real, I’m great now I’m talking to you haha! i miss you too <3)

fatou’s note : Embarrassingly down bad

❪ # iii ❫ : how would you guys react if you are in date with dearest yn but there is someone following you guys, u thought it would be dispatch but it's the other simps? ━━ to psh, csn & smg

from anon

SEONGHWA : Call Hongjoong and snitch, I know they would end up getting involved in MY date someway somehow!

SAN : A date?! With Yn?! I would be too focused on Yn to notice if i’m being honest

MINGI : Pause the date and beat some ass. I would also be super disappointed in hyung, I expect that from San but from him? I would cry (and also call Hongjoong hyung)

❪ # iv ❫ : who do you ship with YN? A. Taegyu. B. San. C. Seonghwa D. Mingi (will you betray his moral loyalty?) ━━ to jyh

from anon

YUNHO : E. I’ll move to a different country and start a new life under a new identity so that none of them kill me for whatever my choice might be (not taegyu that’s for sure, he seems cool but i ship- )

❪ # v ❫ : when is yours and yn's wedding?? also who do u think u can take out in a fight between the boys that also wants your girl's heart? ━━ to syn

from anon

YUNA : I’m so glad you asked! I’m currently planning it but she doesn’t know about it yet. Also I could easily take all of them and I would but Seulgi would take away my Yn privileges anyway about Yn and me! she’s so cute, did you kno-

authors note : Interview cut off because participant had their yn privileges taken away

❪ # vi ❫ : when u and yn finally have ur moment will u be the perfect gentleman or will u let ur dreams take over and just smooch the heck out of yn? ━━ to smg

from anon

MINGI : Me? Meeting Yn? Smooching her?…

authors note : Interview cut short because participant would not stop giggling

❪ # vii ❫ : How does it feel to be the biggest simps on planet earth?? ━━ to psh, csn & smg

from @meginthebuilding27

SEONGHWA : I’m not a simp, its just that i would do anything for her and i think about her all day and i lov- oh…

SAN : Great! really, really fucking great but also my heart feels like its about to burst anytime i see anything related to her… do you think I should see a doctor??

MINGI : I don’t like the fact that I have to share spot! I wanna be number one!

❪ # viii ❫ : How do you keep them in place and don't make them do anything stupid? ━━ to khj

from @meginthebuilding27

HONGJOONG : Have you seen them do anything? I don’t because somehow they are harder to handle than children! But I guess parenting books help, except for Seonghwa, he’s too powerful. oh! And Yn too, I’m glad I have Seulgi to fall back on, she too much to say no to (read: too cute to say no to)

❪ # ix ❫ : we know u love yn and treat her like a baby sister so this q is perfect for you! out of all the boys which one would you choose for n based off what you know of them (then looks teehee) ━━ to ksg

from anon

SEULGI : Aww you’re right, she is my baby! But I just want whoever can makes her the happiest. Regarding the second question you are aware that you are asking a lesbian this right? I don’t think I can answer…

swan’s note : Seonghwa. She likes Park Seonghwa the most, I don’t know why she’s being difficult but it’s mostly because he’s very pretty

❪ # x ❫ : I know u love and care for yn but why don't you help your mans (the 3 lovers) out? (as far as asking if she wants to hang out over her break :3) I know you want to stay unbiased but I gotta know! ━━ to khj

from anon

HONGJOONG : That’s a good question, I honestly did not think of that. Maybe I should do that in the near future?

❪ # xi ❫ : what made u stan yn and whats ur fave piece of star merch that you own ━━ to psh, csn & smg

from anon

SEONGHWA : I love kpop girlgroups, so when I found a new group was debuting I checked out their music and when I watched the Ponzona mv for the choreo it was love on first sight & The album that I bought immediately after and got me my very first photo card of Yn! (It’s still behind my phone)

SAN : I saw a video of her on twitter which was so cute that I just had to know who it was & my Yn chibi plushy, it’s unofficial fan made merch but it’s adorable

MINGI : It was an accident honestly! I was going to check out my friends performance so I joined the line outside the building, nobody questioned me being there so I didn’t know I was at wrong place until I realized that I was standing in line for a fan sign, I thought just leaving would be rude so I stayed and my breath was taken away when I met Yn! & A t-shirt with their logo, it’s fashionable and comfortable as fuck!

❪ # xii ❫ : from 1 to 10, with 10 being the most, how would you rate how much you enjoy the chaos that is currently happening as of ch. 30 ━━ to kys

from anon

YEOSANG : 9, it would be a 10 but they genuinely seemed hurt. I still do enjoy some good chaos though

❪ # xiii ❫ : i badly need some tips on fighting people it can be on the internet or idk face to face but im scared cause i might lose, i just want to fight some constantly annoying people, teach me your ways teacher! ━━ to psh, csn, smg & cjh

from anon

SEONGHWA : Try to not get mad, stay as logical and calm as possible that just makes your opponents seem crazier

SAN : Find something or someone you would argue for no matter what the outcome might be, it’s all about passion

MINGI : Hit ‘em where it hurts!

JONGHO : It’s not a skill that can be taught, you just need to be a true hater.

yuna’s note : Just say Kang YeoSang-

seulgi’s note : Please ignore Yuna’s note!!

❪ # xiv ❫ : from 1 to 10 how jobless did u think hongjoong was when yn first reached out to him ━━ to ksg

from anon

SEULGI : Hongjoong is great and so, so talented! He’s also a college drop out with way too much time on his hands, so it can’t be less that 7 right?

❪ # xv ❫ : are you guys legitimately in love with yn or is it just a fanboy kind of love? ━━ to psh, csn & smg

from anon

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littledollll · 1 year

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🕊️me again with another prompt for you dear🕊️

Prompt~ I need a sleepy whiny r that wants their luci and luci is busy and try’s to send someone else in to placate r and they try everything, stuffies, colouring, soothing music, blankies etc but she just gets worse. So now she finds her way to luci despite them being busy they drop everything for their exhausted angel once seeing just how bad r is.

This is purely self-indulgent of me. Todays been rough and I’d actually die just to have that level of care and comfort directed at me. Don’t rush with these prompts I’m just sending them when I get a free moment:) ~shy anon🕊️

#shyanon🕊️

Sleepy tantrum

(Little angel universe, side fic)

Lucifer Morningstar x little!angel!reader

A/n: my mood just got fucking murdered by something that happened and I’m writing this mid anxiety attack in hopes it’ll make me feel better🤺 pt 3 of the little angel series is gonna break hearts btw so I’m pre-paring (get it? Pre- preparing?) some comfort for that☝️

update: this honestly made even me feel tiny so I’m so proud of it I love it alot:(

Warnings: nothing horrible just some tantrums, crying, kinda separation anxiety, and that’s basically it

You’ve taken to wandering around the castle while you’re regressed, anyone Lucifer invites in is trusted enough to see you and when that’s not the case Lucifer makes sure that the meetings are secluded and quick, of course they also give you a heads up.

So here you were, Emery in one hand and blanket wrapped around you and dragging on the floor wandering around with no particular destination when you spot Luci and run to hug them, attaching yourself to their leg. They were busy, sat talking to Mazikeen about something you could probably care less about, so their hand made its way to your hair, giving you headscratches as they talked but other than that made no move to acknowledge you.

Their soft voice and soothing touch was making you even more sleepy than you were, your head rested on their knee as they talked, you felt yourself drifting before two pats on your shoulder made you shake yourself awake. “hm?” Luci smiled at you. “I think it’s time for bed tiny, I still have some work to get done but I’ll join you shortly okay? Mazikeen will stay with you until I’m back and I’ll get you ready for bed then.”

You went to complain but soon enough you were (gently) thrown over Mazis shoulder. “Wait wait wait-!” She ignored you and walked back to your room. As she dropped you into bed you tried to make a run for it out of the room before she grabbed you yet again and sat you on the floor with her. You huffed. “Meanie.” She tilted her head at you. “What was that?” When you stayed quiet she let the scary act drop. “They will be here soon enough, just be patient.” She said as she handed you another stuffie and your coloring book.

You whined and threw the coloring book at her. “Don’t be a brat.” You huffed and turned your back to her. “I thought you wanted to sleep, are you seriously throwing a tantrum right now?” You nodded and threw the other stuffie at her as well (which you quickly regretted and made a mental note to apologize to them later).

Had it been anyone else they would’ve lost their head. But it was you. Adorable, sweet, helpful, Lucifer’s partner, you. That last one did most of the convincing, but she knew you were only whining because you wanted Lucifer and not her, so she went softer on you. “Sweetheart you have to stay here.” “well you hav to leave m alone!” She sighed. “You are most certainly a handful. Let’s see.. we’ll have a coloring competition and whoever wins gets to tell the loser what to do next.”

Stubborn as you were u were also very competitive, how could you turn that down? Kicking your legs in excitement you nodded and handed maz another coloring book. “How kno?” She thought about it for a second. “We’ll do the fastest, but! You have to stay inside the lines.” You gasped, offended. “cheatin!” She shook her head smiling and handed you your crayons.

After a few minutes of coloring and your pouting Maz spoke again. “Done.” You whined and dramatically laid on the floor. “Unfairrrr!” “Nope, little darling I won fair and square. You are going to sit here with your toys and behave until Lucifer gets back and then you’re their problem again.” You pouted and climbed into bed hiding under the blanket. When you peeked to see what Maz was up to you saw her cleaning up the mess you had made.

Quietly you made your way out of the room and begun your search for Lucifer. After checking a few rooms you found them in the main throne room talking to who seemed to be Azazel. You thought you were being sneaky until you heard a voice behind you. “And just what are you doing out of your room at this hour, little angel?” you jumped and squeaked in surprise before jumping into Lucifer’s arms.

“I stay?” You mumbled into their chest with your eyes closed. Lucifer sighed, looking at your exhausted body language, your pouty face convinced them. “Yes, little dove.” You heard Lucifer and Azazel talking for an extra second before you felt Lucifer started talking back in direction of your room, you started crying. Making Lucifer abruptly stop. “Sweet one what’s wrong? Did something happen? Are you hurt?” your arms wrapped around them so tightly it would’ve been concerning if they were human.

“Tiny?” you only responded with a hum. “please tell me what’s wrong.” you sniffled, rubbing your eyes. “don go” they breathed a sigh of relief once they noticed what was going on. “I won’t little dove, not again, I’m staying with you, it’s all okay.” Lucifer continued walking as their hand gently rubbed your back, calming your sobs.

When you came back to your room it was all clean and Mazikeen was gone. Lucifer got you ready for bed in seconds, and placed a kiss on your temple before whipping your teary eyes. Their voice was barely above a whisper when they spoke now. “Luci’s not leaving now, sweet one, I’ve got you, my heart.”

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iplayghoul · 1 year

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𝐒𝐎𝐒.

pairing:: gojo satoru x reader

word count:: 3.2k

warnings:: toxic relationship, cheating, trauma, emotional sex, masturbation, weed use/mention, obsessive & possessive reader, sex toys, childhood trauma, unhealthy relationships, angst, oral sex f!receiving, black coded characters (?), vaginal sex, daddy kink (one time), hurt with little to no comfort, mature content.

notes:: this isnt me yall... i swear LMAOO anyways this work as a part of the SOS Collab by @sirenh4ll ! inspired by my interpretation of SOS by SZA. short playlist that i felt suited the vibe, listening isnt necessary. enjoy!! rbgs wit comments appreciated, ignore typos.

𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐆𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝, 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞. Nah, lil' bitch, can't let you finish. Yeah, that's right, I need commission on mine. All that sauce you got from me. All that shit I gave for free. I don't want it back, want it back. This ain't no warnin' shot. In case all you hoes forgot.

Eyes blurry with a fat glob of tears, lashes heavy with 'em. Your lower half bare, tucked comfortably into your bedroom pillows with a hand lazily holding your right thigh up. Eyes roll around your head slackly, blank and dizzy with the harsh press of your vibrator to your clit. Your hand gripped the wand tight and maintained the slow motions, reddened eyes fluttering shut, swirling around and open again. Your head felt floaty, like you weren't even there. The bright light from your phone, a new message, reflects off the glassy coating of your eyes as Gojo Satoru responds to the 'I miss you' message you'd sent him not even 10 minutes before the vibrator started torturing you.

'toru — you miss me? thats funny.

Your hand came off your thigh, vibrator slipping a little lower in your next hand, leaking hole tingling with the sensation of the circles being rubbed just below your clit. Acrylics tapped against the screen as you hazily attempt to unlock your phone; finger print on the censor then to the notification. Squinting at the brightness a little and coughing at the smoke from the blunt you'd neglected on the side table. It wasn't your first, the coughing turned into whining and fresh tears built up in your eyes again— it pushed the old ones over the edge of your eyes and down your cheeks to lips that were wet with spit, lip gloss and snot from all the crying. Crying that started back up in another round as you typed out a response, hoping to get a desirable answer out of him.

you — yea.

you — u kno last night i cried?

Maybe you were the obsessed one. Satoru doesn't live that far from you, same block almost, but he's lucky you didn't see each other in person since he broke it off. His ass wasn't serious for real, you'd think scrolling on his Instagram, stalking his stories and liking his posts; on your main account so that hoe would know you didn't give a fuck. All that funny shit aside, all you wanted was to call him 'Mine'. He poses up smiling wide, long white lashes that rivaled his teeth and heavy lids drooping over his eyes. Shirtless on the edge of a pool with a pretty thing slung up under his shoulder. You stared at that picture for— I don't know how long, so long the weed was startin to take over n' you saw yourself in her.

Her hips had the same dips as yours, he grabbed the fat on her thigh the way he'd grab yours, her smile dimpled with grills decorated her bottom row of teeth the same way yours did. To be honest, Satoru's needy n' clingy ass was just a sneaky link. Everything about you stalking his Instagram just the day before, wouldn't have happened if you didn't get attached— or was that what he wanted you to think? All that shit you put into him when you said 'You know I like you?'. That morning when you two were laid up next to each other, he woke with the same tranquility and softness he slept with and you said you loved him. You knew he didn't want a relationship. So yeah, you cried n' you cried when he broke it off, your obsession with every bitch he'd talk to, 'She look like a mini-me don't she?'.

Calling him attached, obsessed: weird, when you got deeper into each other, falling in love with you. In your mind you promised you'd stop with all that bullshit you talked to him, realizing how you fucked over the relationship but refusing to admit being the cause of it. His needy ass just wanted to replace you, hung up on you like you didn't crave him every waking day.

'toru — i have a girl.

you — i didn't say nothing about that, baby.

you — wanna cme over?

You stare at the text, lip quivering and hand quivering over the keypad, knowing the exact trap you were walking into, or walking him into. You never imagined being the type to message an ex for a hookup, not even try to make him a cheater but you were horny. Wanted him to suck your tits. To touch you in any way he wanted, slap you, fuck you crazy n' when you back up cause' he's too deep he'd pull you back down on him by your arms. Strangle the fuck out you, spit on you– in you. Anything, in you.

You shut off the vibrator, tossing it a little to the side and picking up a small silicone dildo you had laying on the bed. Toying with it in your hands, bored and aimless, just wanting to feel something. Sex wasn't that good anymore, not when it wasn't with him, you wanted to make love, get hurt, get fucked, make love n' get hurt. You release the tension from your neck, dropping your head back into the pillows and staring at the ceiling and playing the tip of the dildo at your entrance. Pushing it barely in and out just to ear the slick sucking noise and popping it back out, wet and loose for his cock to fill it up. Your eyes flutter shut and you push the dildo in you further, feeling your cunt suction on it like it was a pacifier. Caught up in your head you feel like your spirit becomes detached, the yearning for him so strong you've become disconnected from your body. Wanting him so deeply in your soul. The room starts the spin, behind the darkness of your eyelids and the notification sound from your phone tugs you back into your body and you open your eyes. Cunt still dripping with dissatisfaction with the dildo but it satisfies an itch just slightly.

'toru — already told u, i got a girl.

you — u kno ion care bout that, fuck the consequences fr.

A sigh, "Fuck!" The dildo gets thrown across the room and suddenly you're transported back to being a child, following your mother around the house for even an ounce of attention you'd never receive. Nothing besides a pop in the mouth for talking out of line. It was pathetic almost, your face screwed up into an ugly cry, a sob ripping from deep in your diaphragm straight through your throat. In desperation, grabbing at the spot where your heart was through the muscle of your breast and grabbing your phone. Hands typing fast.

you — please. please satoru please | seen.

Sobs shook your shoulders, hands pressing at your eyes and getting wet with your tears, phone screen still in hand. Your tears touch the sensitive screen and trigger random keys on the pad to send to him. You didn't know if he was seeing it but you didn't care. A part of you felt embarrassed, the sober you from tomorrow would look back on it. He probably thought you were drunk, gone on fuckin' drugs but he wouldn't be too far off. Sitting on your bed in just a big shirt, naked on the bottom, bawling your heart out for a man who you weren't sure pity you actually deserved. A man with everything handed to him as a child, who denied himself love and commitment for that exact reason. Was he Satoru Gojo because you loved him? Or did you love him because he was Satoru Gojo.

Just this once, he thought. He'd allow himself to become attached. To feel love, to grow with someone in love, to become clingy and needy for their love. Only to be shut down, mocked and bullied with words. You're crazy lucky he remembered the pass key to your apartment, you didn't have the heart to change it. Crazy lucky the man you wanted was walking heavy up the stairs to your bedroom. Crazy lucky Satoru was looking down at your pathetic, sobbing form crumpled among your bedsheets and pillows. Insanely lucky that, with red rimmed and tired eyes he sunk his knees onto the bed and crawled towards you with arms outstretched.

Grabbing you by the jaw, Satoru's eyes, shining bright and blue in the dim light of your bedroom, inspects your face. He presses a kiss, soft and gentle onto the tears that streamed down your face anew. He removes your phone from your hand and throws it to the side, "I loved you, you know that?" And your heart aches listening to the past, the maturity in his voice. You nod, silent with a sniffle. His eyes are so distracting, at this point you're peering past his eyes that tell you sorrowful words and instead stare into his soul. It wants you.

Satoru kisses about your face now, you don't know all that he said but it didn't matter anymore. He was here. He kisses your wet face with his soft lips, kissing the tips of your ears and behind your neck while whispering about how much you fucked up. How much he missed you, how much he tried to replace you with someone else. Your pussy pulsed, his lips were on your neck and you felt hot as they kissed and pulls at your skin gently. They travel lower and lower, his wispy white hair tucking itself under your neck as his mouth was open wide n' wet around your tits. Stretching your already stretched out shirt to fit his head in, making room to slot his lips over your nipples and full his mouth.

You gasp, he's grabbing you by your tummy to push you back into the pillows. Satoru's lips urgent about the swell of your belly and below the pooch, he pulls at your belly ring with his teeth to feel you flinch. Your hand cards through his hair, his teeth nipping at the skin of your thighs, around your cunt. Large hands forcing your legs apart, his tall, muscular frame dominating yours. He puffs out a few breaths, teasing your cunt with the heat against it. You dare not say a word, accepting everything he gave you with nothing more than a gasp, whine, whimper and moan. The silent sensual trade between your souls under-way.

He points his tongue, trailing it between the slop left over from your own self-pleasure, circling it around your clit before flattening his tongue to cover more surface. A whine dies in your throat, before he's closing his mouth over your clit, sucking and licking into you like he's making out with your cunt. Satoru slips his tongue in, teasing it at the entrance of your pussy. He pushes his face deeper into you and you grab the pillows, done up hair, messy and in disarray from the crying and whining you'd done in the past week. He looks up at you, through his eyelashes, you could only a bit of his eyes, bright and a deeper blue. Satoru breathes out heavily and plunges his tongue in you, fucking into your neglected cunt with much needed stimulation. His nose pressing into your clit with every motion, and forehead covered with a sheen of sweat, shoved into your belly.

"Do you like that, pretty girl?" Satoru's velvety voice cuts through the ear, his lips hover above your cunt with his hot breath tickling you, a sticky string of your juices connecting his lips back to your clit. It's almost as if knowing it's wrong, he can't bring himself to stop, the softness in his voice as he looks up at you from between your legs. And you only nod, the will to speak having left you completely. All you can do is observe the way his muscles bulge out of his wife beater, holding himself up and gripping your thighs. "I asked you a question, darling." He spits onto your clit and sucks everything into his mouth, the slick sensation around your clit eliciting a whimper, "F– feels good, daddy." your voice barely rising to a whisper, the last word even softer.

With every lick and touch of his tongue you just get wetter, you feel a little spirt of clear liquid find its way into his mouth but you tense up, stomach rolling and clit pulsing like you were holding back your pee and Satoru doesn't let you cum. Pulling down his sweatpants down below his ass, he maneuvers his cock into his hands. You eye him hard, the greyish‐white happy trail going down his stomach, to the well kept hair below his dick. It was fat n' circumcised. The cockhead a mix of pink and purple, leaking pre with veins bulging to the side similarly to his hands, as if it were desperate to release into you. It's a silent process, for the most part, afraid to speak too much words because words make things real. Simply imagining the exchange of 'I love you's' and praises to each other beyond compare was too much for you.

Your ex's bulbous tip was nudging at the entrance of your pussy, you lift your left leg with a hand under the thigh to ease the process while Satoru shifts his hips closer to you. His eyes were trained deeply on you, almost like he was speaking with his spirit. And you return the stare before breaking it when the tip of his dick was dully surrounded by your cunt. Pushed past the first inch and he remained there, groaning loud and throwing his head back in frustration. Maybe words didn't matter anymore, his fucking cock was in you. With every ounce of restraint he had, he held the base of his cock while letting you get used to the burn of the stretch. It wasn't much, thankfully, your cunt wet and pliable from everything you'd done earlier. Blue eyes flutter close, tears were springing in them and he leans forward over you, his shoulders pressing against your face and he bends his head to drop onto yours. Satoru's large hands, up under your knees folded you back as he leaned, his cock slips out. But, your lips press against his shoulders and you decorate his shoulder with your kisses, receiving a kiss at the top of the head. It aches, fresh tears gush in your eyes.

He brings your legs to rest crossed behind your neck and his arms wrap around your back and hug you into him. Satoru forces his cock in slowly, groaning more the deeper he goes and whispering curses above you. His abdominals flex and expand with the slow pace he begins pumping in an out of you. And you cry, head falling back away from his shoulders. Where you'd been staring at the blank ceiling before, his face was there and your blurry eyes connected with his staring right back at you. Mouth slightly agape, and head spinning with every stroke, it felt like everything was going in slow motion and you could only look at him. He drives his cock up to the hilt and curses. "Satoru," You call up to him and his eyes spring with water, your mouth dries, "I really like that," You whisper and whimper with his continuing strokes.

He finds himself enthralled by you, jaw slack and mouth watering. Satoru's eyes flicker from yours to your lips and back, licking his lips and fucking into you quicker. The desperation was starting to take over, walking on eggshells with his cock fucking into you quick and deep wasn't gonna work. His eyes become blurry with tears like yours and he gives in. Hesitating once he embraces your lips in his and you moan out a sigh into each other. Your hands slot into his hair and press him deeper, your tongues dancing together and licking into each others' mouths. Your moans into the kiss mimicing the slap of his hips against yours. He draws back from you, "Fuck, I love you," a strangled sob releases from you and tears drop from his eyes onto your face. He holds your face by your jaw, mushing your cheeks together in his grasp and you gasp, "I– oh shit, it's– deep, I love you— too." Your tears mix together on your cheeks and run down the sides of your face, his hand moves down to clasp the sides of your neck and make the blood rush to your head.

He mumbles curses, 'Shit, shit, shit' with every stroke of his cock in you, feeling your cunt tense up. Your barely responsive frame laying in his hold while soft, low spurts of white-clear liquid wet his cock every time he drags it out of you. He's fucking your squirt back into you. The room was hot, your sweaty skin sticking together with his and the only sounds were the smack of his hips against yours harmonizing with his breathy moans and your whimpers. Your cunt ached and beat with the timing of your heart. "Where you want me to cum?" His voice brings you back to where you were and your eyes roll when you attempt to look at him. Your mind spins fast and your seeing stars, he doesn't stop fucking his cock into you and you're trying not to make a stupid decision. One that would ruin both your lives forever. You think of the pros and cons and he drops his head onto your shoulder and groans.

You're thinking of what your kids would look like, with his pretty eyes, your hair with his albinism. You thought of him standing beside your hospital bed while you gave birth to his babies. His cock was scratching in itch right on your g-spot, digging into the gummy walls of your cunt; you almost felt nauseous. How he'd look guiding your baby through it's first steps, how his blue eyes would light up when it says 'Dada' for the first time. You blink away tears and bite back a squeal as he gets rougher, his lips on your neck and he's mumbling, "Want me to cum in you? Is that it?" And you feel like he's toying with you, giving you what you wanted, giving you the help you asked for in the first place with your S.O.S. And you hiccup, Pushing your hands at his chest 'cause you can't reach his hips to push him away with your legs atop his shoulders.

Your lips are pressed together tight and your moaning behind your tears, muttering 'Thank you, thank you, thank you's' beneath your breath every second that passes by. "Shit. Cum in me, please." You sniffle through the request and Satoru nips at your neck, his cock pulsating with your words and his thrusts becoming eratic. He's spilling into you, "Whatever you want, baby," Hot and white spurts of his cum into your cunt, pushing himself to fuck it deep into you despite his sensitivity. Your lips connect again in a wet, hot kiss, mouths moving against the other's, craving to be as close to each other. In, each other.

You don't know why, but you don't regret it. In the moments you cum all over each other, when time moved so slow, you felt as if you had a chance. A chance you didn't deserve but would hold onto with every fibre in your body when he says into your ear, "You're mine, you understand?" You nod quickly, "I'm yours, I'm yours. I'm sorry." He kisses about your chest as he pulls out, and whispers again, "I love you.

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imanes · 5 months

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omg imane hi!!! i saw ur tags about boycotting umra and hajj and i couldnt agree MORE ! this is the first time ive seen someone else say this ducjxj thank u for the validation <3 my country has fully commercialised the whole hajj/umra process that it literally costs tens of thousands to go! the idea of spending an arm and a leg AND knowing that the money is getting channeled to the shaytan in disguise tht is saudi doesnt sit right with me!! i kno its part of the pillars in islam and all but like. i would like to think that these r good enough reasons to boycott

omg some people really do try to make you look crazy for saying you don’t want to go on a PILGRIMAGE aka the most important act of religious spirituality for ethical reasons like hello?????? 1+1 = 2 and I don’t want to give my money to one of the most corrupt regimes in the world who incidentally turned one of the fundamental tenets of Islam into a touristic circus ugh just thinking about it disgusts me. every year my aunt is like when are you sending your mom to do her omra and I’m like did you think my stance changed in the last year of even more fucked up shenanigans from MBS and his regime? like I can’t believe so few people think it’s insane to pay 10k (which is I think the average price!) to go to the most important religious locus in Islam it should be a commons accessible to all Muslims tf not just the ones who 1. Can afford it and 2. Don’t give a fuck about where their money is going. Ugh. those are definitely good enough reasons to boycott imo and I’m sure there are sheikhs who have made the case but they’re so marginalised that we just have to live with our principles and hope people get with the programme some day inshAllah lol. and thank u for ur message! Just today I saw this tweet it’ll comfort you to see that more people are adopting this position:

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frozenflmes · 1 year

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oh yea i was going 2 give an update on how the vet visit went

vet couldnt find anything physically wrong w ninetales either, n a blood test didnt show anything off or anything weird in her system, so it cant b that she was sedated. did look like she was evolved young but that doesnt explain all the behavior stuff.

she wasnt needleshy or anything. i helped restrain her 4 the blood draw, but she didnt even try 2 move. she just lay there n accepted it. she didnt even get tense or anything. it was kinda just... 2 easy.

i havent even had her long enough 2 kno what her moves r, but when the vet asked me 2 have her do a test of her flame sacs, she just listened wo question rite away. move looked like ember btw.

vet offered her a treat 4 being so good during the visit, but she didnt even react 2 it being held rite in front of her nose. she wasnt even looking at it.

i told her it was ok n she could have it, n it was like she was noticing it 4 the first time. she sniffed at it once gently, but she still didnt take it. vet put it down in front of her in case she was just shy abt taking it from someones hand but that didnt do anything n eventually the vet just put the treat back.

she didnt show any signs of emotion through the whole thing either. not scared by the unfamiliar place, not happy when she was praised or got pets.

idk whats going on w her but i dont like it. smth feels rly rly wrong.

@coverfossils @iheartnimbassacity since u both have pokémon w kinda similar issues

#ninetales saga

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actualbird · 2 years

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hypothetical fights i want to see between the tot cast cuz it’d be fun to see how they’d fair in a fight to the death (just kidding. i mean a friendly fight as an appreciation of combat skills)

inspired by a convo i had with @samsspambox . i’d like to make it clear that when i say 'fight' here i mean a physical fight, a scuffle, some good ol fashioned "nothing personal just wanna see who would win" FISTICUFFS!!!!

with no weapons allowed, heres who i'd pay good money to see go at each other with only their unarmed martial expertise

The Battling Butler VS Agent Raven (aka ogier vs luke)

ogier is so badass. i love a fighty dude and hes dressed to the nines and he hilariously drags vyn every once in a while, whats not to love?

but yeah, clear in my memory is his combat prowess in vyn’s personal story 4. i dont know anything about ogier past that, but given that he was sent as a guard from svart by vyn’s father, i can only assume his training is of the royal guard quality type of level. thats intense!

though we also know luke is ALSO INSANELY INTENSE....

i think a spar between them would be really fucking close, irt who bests who. luke is NSB’s top agent, but i assume ogier is incredibly well trained also, youve gotta be Damn Good to be a guard of anyone remotely of royal importance

so like, what luke has got going in his favor is his NSB training obviously but also

luke has youth on his side

HSKJHFDKVJHGVSD HEAR ME OUT! aside from his illness, hes at the top of his game in terms of prime age range for physical peak, did u kno that the average age for olympic competitors is early 20s? well now u know. body can be in good shape at this point, thats a plus for him and a not-plus for ogier. idk how old ogier is (and i cant find out cuz he doesnt even have a Big Data Lab entry omfg the man the mystery the LEGEND) but he looks Older, a little past his prime. even skill cant negate the woes of aging.

buuuuuut ogier has a trump card: his training was probably completely different to anything luke is used to.

now we dont know very much about luke’s days in the NSB, but i get the impression that his work was Generally Within The Country Of Stellis OR Generally Handling People Who Are Stellans.

ogier is not a stellan. hes svartan. or svartish. or however the hell we decide to conjugate the nationality of svart. additionally, i can see it being a huge advantage for svartan guards to be keeping their training/fighting style under wraps. if opponents dont know how you’ll fight, u can catch em unaware

ogier’s fight style and tactics could be completely novel to luke, which would knock luke down a peg (both figuratively and metaphorically).

still, luke is adaptable and hes got a quick and intuitive mind. while he cant fight exactly like ogier, he’d be able to recover and figure out his own way of countering ogier’s attacks

with all that said, my personal verdict of who would win is.....//drumroll!!

nobody!

it’s a tie!

and luke enthusiastically brings ogier out for drinks later, he hasnt been tied in a match for years and hes kinda giddy about it!

(luke: you have to teach me some of your moves sometime, yeah?

ogier: of course. and perhaps you could encourage vyn to join this class as well? haha.

luke: haha.

ogier: haha.

luke: hahaha.....no. im pretty sure vyn is capable of destroying me psychologically, im not making him do anything he doesnt wanna do, thanks.

ogier: fair enough)

The Battling Butler VS The Perplexingly Over-Capable Assistant (aka ogier vs vincent)

remember when luke in main story 7.2 said this in the case files?

yeah. YEAH IVE GOT MY EYE ON YOU, VINCENT KIM!!!

vincent’s investigative prowess aside, i just think it makes sense for vincent to have some kind of combat knowledge for the following reasons:

1) currently, marius has nearly gotten stabbed a total of three (3) times. while marius has his own self defense knowledge, i wouldnt put it past vincent to get some training in as well juuuuusssstt in case knife-magnet von hagen gets into hot water again.

2) it’s unexpected. vincent does not look the type to punch anybody in the face, and thus i want him to be capable of a mean right hook

3) if nobody expects u to throw a punch, that punch can land way easier.

that being said, i dont think he’ll beat ogier at all. my view is that vincent took some classes and that his self defense training is a little bit above marius’ skill level, but it’s nothing that can go against a trained royal bodyguard

still, ogier can be caught unaware. vincent maybe gets like a few hits in before ogier takes him down

so my verdict is: ogier would win but would be very impressed by vincent for managing to fool him

(vincent: oh, i wasnt...aiming to fool you?

ogier: hm. i think that adds points for you, actually)

Baldr Civil War (aka howard syter vs william lewis)

ive got no rationale for this

i just think theyre hilariously pathetic and i wanna see them fight in a hilariously pathetic way, like the one scene in Bridget Jones’ Diary

absolute cringefail combat, this is what i WANT

maybe whoever loses has to be the one to face mc in court next, and neither of them wanna be the poor shmuck to have to get annihilated by her again

my verdict: ingrid has to break the fight up (which is happening in the baldr legal office lobby) and everybody involved loses. everybody loses their dignity

#tears of themis #tears of themis headcanons #luke pearce #idk if the others have common tags so i'll just tag luke some more LMAO #tot luke

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max--phillips · 1 year

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Ok but do you have any advice for us bimbos *affectionate* when we go to a car mechanic bc it always feels like I go for one simple issue, and end up being told there's almost a dozen issues with my car 💀 when do u kno ur being swindled?😭

Yeah actually I do!! Because it’s happened to me before!

So, best case scenario is they tell you the thing you were worried about isn’t actually an issue and they try to direct you to an entirely different, unrelated problem. For instance: with my first car, which was a piece of shit to begin with, I had some transmission issues at one point and went to a transmission shop to have them look. At my. Transmission. Just the transmission. And a little while later the guy comes out and he’s like “yeah idk your transmission fluid was a little dark but it doesn’t smell burnt or anything so it’s probably fine. The issue you really have is that your entire front end is fucked and needs to be rebuilt.”

At which point you do the same thing you would do to a doctor trying to tell you to lose weight as a magic solution to all your problems (but you gotta kinda stroke their ego a little bit). “That’s a fair observation, and I’ll definitely take a quote on that, but I don’t think that has anything to do with the issue I came in for. Can you please help me figure out why my transmission was slipping/what that noise is/why it’s vibrating so much/whatever?”

At that point if they push back with “it’s probably just a fluke” or “I didn’t see anything wrong with it” ask for a second opinion, either have the same mechanic take another pass at it or ask if there’s another mechanic in the shop who can take a look. If they still give you shit, just take the quote for the work they apparently did want to do and find another shop. Any quotes they give you are indeed just quotes; you never have to talk to them again if you don’t want to. Just don’t pay for anything if all they did was a diagnostic and didn’t actually do any work!! Unless they explicitly tell you diagnostics cost money, which the vast majority of shops don’t do.

Worst case scenario is they start throwing all sorts of technical terms at you for issues that might be related to your main concern. At that point, you’re unfortunately going to need to do some legwork. Ask them for a quote for the work they’re suggesting. Most of the technical BS that they’ve thrown at you should be on the quote. Then take your car to another shop. Do not tell them that you’ve been to another shop or have a quote elsewhere. If they give you the exact same technical BS, chances are fairly good that they’re actually on to something. If they give you an entirely new batch of technical BS, you know they’re probably just fucking with you. There’s still probably some overlap between the two quotes; figure out what that overlap is, and that’s likely the work that actually needs to be done. Honestly, you might take it to a third shop just to rule out that one of the two shops was on to something & the other was just bullshitting you.

Some other various tips:

Read the reviews online! If there are a ton of complaints about being overcharged for unnecessary work, don’t go there!

Ask your friends! Chances are good someone you know knows a guy. If you’re still worried they might try to swindle you, bring the friend who recommended them to you with you!

An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure. This means do preventative maintenance on your car. Get your oil changed (highly recommend getting full synthetic, you can usually go about 5k miles between oil changes), get your tires balanced and rotated. There are some special maintenance things for higher-mileage vehicles (ie with 100,000 miles or more); you can usually find that kind of thing in your owner’s manual.

Speaking of oil changes: for the love of god stop going to overpriced ass chain shops (Take 5, Valvoline Instant Oil Change, Jiffy Lube, etc). Literally go to Walmart (as long as your Walmart has an auto center) and ask for a full synthetic oil change. This will be just as good & not cost nearly as much.

If you must go to another shop to get your oil changed and/or tires balanced and rotated, they’ll probably try to sell you wiper blades. You can say no. You should say no. Buy them at Walmart, on Amazon, or from RockAuto. They will be a million times cheaper. And they’re very easy to change; most of the packaging comes with instructions, but YouTube is your friend—just search your year make & model and “how to change wiper blades.” (Ex: how to change wiper blades on 2013 Honda Civic.)

(If they try to sell you anything else, you can say no to that, too. An oil change is just oil & your oil filter. If they’re nice they might also top off your coolant and windshield wiper fluid. You don’t need to have them replace your cabin air filter or wiper blades or anything (although if your car is always stinky and you can’t figure out why you might wanna replace the cabin air filter bc it can help with that))

Know the penny trick for your tire treads!

If they try to sell you tires and Lincoln’s head is still pretty covered, they’re bullshitting you.

(Tires usually last about 10k miles unless something wack happens like you pop one or something)

(I can make a post about what to do when you get a flat tire if y’all want??)

Uhhhhhh that’s all I got rn, hopefully this is helpful!! If anyone else wants to chime in please do!!

#tori answers questions #max answers questions #anonymous #i have opinions about cars #advice

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loetise · 5 days

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allie has definite issues with potentially substance abuse but definite substance overuse. she has a lot of anxiety and trauma that she keeps pressed so far down, and when it surfaces, which is frequently and often, she seeks distraction in multitudes of ways. her mother raised her surrounded by both alcohol and drugs, mostly of the fae variety, and she actually frequently medicated allie with them, even when she was little and knowing the potential consequences that could affect allie. olette, her mother, used them to soothe crying, put her to sleep, and targeted her nightmares with a specific, consistent drug that allie did have a physical addiction to, and had to face withdrawals from when her mother left and didn’t leave her with any. it also made her nightmares worse. the early introduction and use left her with a compulsion to use substances as a distraction and as a way to self-medicate. she is functional, and has more of a psychological addiction to them in general more than physical. she also enjoys going to parties- kind of a lot, actually -so she almost always gets inebriated socially as well. weed is probably the best case scenario for her. she really is, in general, just a hippie in a different font so. u kno. allie's very curious and exploratory so i imagine she's tried nearly all the ways to have thc, but notably she thinks edibles are So fun and i think has them to help her sleep a bunch. really just anyway to make weed more fun she's all for.

#substance abuse /#addiction /#sad drug hc for 420 day #𖥸 ₊ * “ headcannons ” … all spring i brushed the confessions out of my hair.

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weizhiyuan · 9 months

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Thai BL Favorites List Tag Game

thank youuu mel @justafriend-ql for tagging me!!! And to @thatgirl4815 for creating it!

I’m so bad at picking favorites so please excuse the fact that I have like two answers per question.. since this is a Thai bl list I’m not listing gls or non Thai series or else I’d probably list like 3+ per question fnskfjfj

Favorite bl: bad buddy or not me (PLEASE DONT MAKE ME CHOOSE). They’re both very different but very important in their own ways. The bad buddy experience is incomparable and the beauty of not me and its basis in reality is historical

Favorite pairing: following suit, patpran & seanwhite. Both series weren’t just plot driven, they were character driven as well (possibly more so). Each are fantastic, though wildly different, romances.

Most underrated actor: my boy chimon! I think generally people know he can act but I wouldn’t be surprised if he gained more recognition after dangerous romance aired. (Also bonus, stealing Mel’s answer cuz sing always needs more attention he can do any and everything!! I’ll eat up any role he plays. I always do)

Favorite character: really hard to choose. maybe Sean (from not me again). I’m ngl I blocked someone once bc they talked a bit of shit abt him. He’s never done anything wrong in his life <3

Favorite side character: yok from not me. I’m gonna keep putting not me here srry but NO ONE will ever be as slutty as yok was. Not even First in only friends. He encapsulated Slut energy in such an immaculate way. (OR heartliming. They stole the show in moonlight chicken for me!)

Favorite scene: the pride flag scene from not me. It’s one of the most impactful scenes I’ve seen in any ql and I love the reason why it exists in the first place!

Favorite line: the build up to patpran’s rooftop kiss. Got me holding my breath screaming crying heart racing you know it. We’ve all been through it. I have it copied into my notes in case I ever need it (or just to. Cry idk)

Most anticipated bl and why: hmmm probably cooking crush literally just cuz of offgun in a romcom bl lmao I luv them. The pics they’ve uploaded lately have had a different vibe from the mock trailer and I’m liking it! Maybe cherry magic too as I’m curious to see how it’ll be adapted to Thailand as a remake

Healthiest relationship in a bl: patpran. Do I even need to say more? They might’ve had a little drama before they got together but you HAVE to have a healthy mf relationship to maintain it while “lying” saying you’ve broken up to your parents & some of ur friends

Most toxic relationship in a bl: vegaspete. See they’re lowkey more toxic in my head than they are on screen. Like yes vegas electrocuted Pete’s balls but he could’ve done worse and I think he should’ve! The toxic aspect was what made it fun (also who would I be if they didn’t make it on a fav Thai bl list at least Once)

Guilty pleasure series: idk what I’d consider a guilty pleasure BUT I thought the first episode of tharntype (which I actually only watched recently lmao) was kinda camp. Like it literally OPENS with Type saying he loves college except for one problem… GAY PEOPLE EXIST 😡🤬 that’s comedy. I burst out laughing. Can’t say I love the show as a whole tho

Most underrated series (mel I love that u added this bc I kno exactly what to say): SECRET CRUSH ON YOU. I NEED TO PROMOTE IT. I think people who dropped it did so bc it was so over the top but that’s exactly why you should keep going??? It’s SO saturated and the emotions are ALWAYS at 100 it’s hilarious but in the moments it gets emotional (episode 13…) it GOES ALL IN!!! The constant secondhand embarrassment made me literally start sweating but in a good way?? Ppl who reduce it to just cringe have missed all the beauty it offers. I regret not watching it live and I feel like I don’t see enough people talking about it… also I am literally toh <3

Surprisingly some of my beloved Thai bls didn’t make it onto this list but it seems that’s cuz I still have bad buddy/not me brain worms forever 🙃 I stand by what I said either way hehe

I’ll tag @joyladagang @loserlesbianongsa @jyuubin @petrichoraline @iliketodecompose <33333

#I’m too lazy 2 put gifs/pics qhdkjds but half of these r just. the same two shows so fjjsdn #this was so fun to think abt tho I love an excuse to talk abt my favs!!!#tag game #b.txt #(there were also a lot of actors I could’ve said for who I think is underrated lol)

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