#like not to say i'm not grateful for the liks

[seungkw1]

better late than never — kmg

♡ pairing: kim mingyu x afab!reader ♡ theme: smut [18+ mdni], best friends to lovers, non-idol au ♡ wc: 2.7k ♡ warnings: size kink, oral (f. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), riding, unprotected piv sex (stay safe y’all), creampie, mingyu is a boob guy, praise kink if u squint ♡ a/n: written for my bestie <3 and posting just in time for his birthday - happy mingyu day!!

knock-knock-knock-knock

“come on! let me in!!” 

you approach your front door, but you don’t unlock it yet. 

“what happened to the copy of my key i gave you?” you inquire to the voice on the other side. 

“i forgot it!” 

you turn the deadbolt, opening the door to reveal the man standing outside - the look on his face is sheepish as he stands there, arms full of grocery bags. 

“kim mingyu i asked you to get me three things, not the entire store,” you say incredulously. 

“i saw your fridge the other day. you literally only had cheese, beer, and a jar of pickles in there,” he retorts, shooting you a judgemental look. 

“the three main food groups.”

mingyu rolls his eyes as he enters your apartment. “whatever, i'm cooking you dinner. a real dinner.”

“aye aye captain,” you say as you jokingly salute him. 

you met mingyu freshman year of college, when he burst through the door of your dorm room - thinking it was his own (he was on the wrong floor). his eyes turned wide as saucers as he realized his mistake. 

“SORRY,” he blurted out before fleeing out of the room. he was gone before you had even processed what happened. 

the next day he returned - this time knocking first. you opened the door to see the tall man, holding two packs of ramen. 

“sorry about yesterday,” he apologized, still a bit embarrassed. “i'm an idiot and thought i was on the sixth floor.”

“you're not an idiot, mistakes happen. it's okay,” you assured him amiably. 

“thanks, i’m glad you’re not mad at me or anything,” he replied with a smile. he extended the ramen to you. “it’s not much but i just… felt like i should bring a gift for some reason?” he told you, looking like he was second guessing himself as the words came out of his mouth. 

“ooo it’s the good kind too,” you replied eagerly as you took the ramen from him. “you wanna have one right now?”

he looked surprised, but delighted at your suggestion. 

“actually that would be awesome, those were my last two,” he admits with a laugh. you grin back at him. 

“well, come on in. again.”

–

and so mingyu inadvertently became your best friend. if not for the dorm incident, you probably never would have even crossed paths with him - he was your typical business bro, while you were majoring in psychology and literature. but, something just clicked between you two. 

a handful of years later now, he’s still your closest friend. and here he is, in your kitchen, grabbing the appropriate pots, pans, and utensils to get started on his spaghetti carbonara. as independent of a person as you are, you're not particularly the best chef - so you're grateful for his culinary expertise and willingness to make food for you. 

over dinner, mingyu is his usual chatty self. he tells you about his day, about how his neighbor has picked up the irritating hobby of learning to play the trumpet, about the dog he met yesterday while at the park, about his new coworker who seems to like him a little too much. 

“well, is she cute?” you ask nonchalantly, swirling the wine in your glass.  

“huh?” your question seems to catch him off guard. “i don't know. i mean, i've never thought about it.”

“bullshit,” you tell him, taking a big sip. 

“it's true!”

“right. well think about it, is she?”

“she's conventionally attractive i guess. i don't know why it matters though,” he says sincerely. 

“well if she likes you and she’s cute, you should ask her out.”

“that would be extremely unprofessional,” he scoffs, appalled at your suggestion. “besides, she's not my type.”

“what, is she weird or something?”

“no. and besides, i like weird. but i definitely don't see her like that.”

“what do you mean, you like weird?” you ask, raising your eyebrow. 

“i mean, you’re weird. and i like you.” he says it matter-of-factly, as if he was telling you the grass is green. 

“okay well obviously you don't want to date me,” you reply, rolling your eyes. “but come on, you haven't dated anyone in years. i'm trying to help to you here.”

the expression on his face changes, but you can't quite decipher what he’s thinking. 

“i don't need help.”

you give him a weird look. 

“not like that!” he quickly insists. “i just mean, don't worry about me, i’m fine.”

“ooookay, whatever you say gyu.”

his face remains calm, but you notice the corners of his mouth twitch upward slightly. normally, he’s not a fan of the nickname, but you know you're the only one who's allowed to call him that. he’s told you before. 

“well, what about you?” he asks suddenly. 

you look at him while chewing a big bite of pasta, confused. “what about me what?”

“are you, like… seeing anybody these days?” 

he speaks timidly, as if treading on eggshells. 

“why? are you asking me out?”

“ha ha, very funny,” he says sarcastically. he then shrugs. “i was just curious.”

“i actually did go on a date last week,” you admit. he looks up, surprised. 

“really? how'd it go?”

“surprisingly, really good,” you tell him.

“that's good. you have a long history of terrible first dates.”

“it was a second date, actually.”

mingyu pauses. “and you didn't tell me about the first one? fake as hell.”

“oh shut the fuck up,” you tease back, grinning at him. 

he picks up the bottle of wine sitting on the table. “should we finish this?” he asks. 

“duh.”

he removes the cork, pouring you another glass before refilling his own. 

after the delicious meal, you begin to clean up the kitchen, but mingyu quickly gets up and takes the dishes from your hands. 

“i got it.”

“you did all the cooking, let me do it,” you tell him. 

“nope,” he insists, already scrubbing plates. 

you help anyway, but mingyu is fast. the kitchen is sparkling within ten minutes. 

“damn, this looks better that it did before you got here,” you remark as you start the dishwasher. 

“don't go on a third date.”

you freeze. you look back at mingyu - he's reclining against the kitchen counter. his face, sincere. 

“what?” you ask hesitantly. 

“i said, don't go on a third date.”

he rises, walking toward you. he stops inches away from you, extending his arms, leaning his palms on the counter on either side of you. his face hovers above yours, his warm eyes locked onto yours. 

“gyu, are you drunk?” you ask, knowing full well he's not. your heart is suddenly pounding. 

“i'm not.” he brings his hand up to your chin, tilting your face upwards. “can i kiss you?”

you’re stunned, standing motionless, breathing deeply as he strokes your jawline softly with his thumb. sure, you’d thought about the possibility of dating mingyu before. more than once, even. and you figured he’d probably thought about dating you before. but truly, you never thought he had serious feelings for you. 

but here you are, pinned against your kitchen counter by your best friend. your best friend, who happens to be incredibly attractive. and the way your heart is racing - you really do want to kiss him right now. 

you try to think logically, rationalizing whether this is a good decision, but the emotional part of your brain takes control. you kiss him. you kiss him - and he kisses you, and you stand there, in your best friend’s arms, kissing each other, as if you'd both been waiting for this moment for years. and deep down, you know you have been. 

mingyu grabs hold of you, pulling you up onto the counter. you wrap your arms around his waist, running your hands slowly up and down his torso, feeling his toned body through his soft shirt. he caresses you gently, kissing you still - you're suspended in time, just the two of you, bodies connected like never before. you suddenly cannot believe you've spent years with this man and never once made out with him - but better late than never. 

he softly brings his hands to your sides. your lips finally part - you instantly miss the sensation. he slides his hands under your shirt, pausing right before he reaches your breasts.  

“can i touch them?” he asks, his voice breathy. you nod fervously. he caresses your over your bra, kissing you again as he squeezes your tits in his large hands. you inadvertently let out a soft moan. mingyu grabs the hem of your shirt and pulls it off of you. he looks at you in awe. 

“you're so perfect.” 

he is utterly gushing and swooning over you right now. you feel your heart skip a beat. 

you slip your hands under his shirt, running your hands over his abs and chest. he pulls his shirt off too, standing there before you. you've seen mingyu shirtless before, but not like this. his muscles are striking, perfectly sculpted - his golden, sunkissed skin glows beautifully. you feel a sudden, strong carnal urge to lick him, kiss him, bite him all over. 

you look up at him - the look in his eyes reciprocating your desire. you hop off the counter, taking his hands in yours. you pull his arms, tugging him in the direction of your room. his cheeks turns flush as he realizes your intent - a roguish grin spreads across his face, revealing his pointy canines you’ve always loved.

mingyu wastes no time taking your pants off as you throw yourself onto the bed, reclining against the soft pillows. he gazes at you lustfully as you lay there in your lingerie, unzipping his pants and pulling them off as fast as humanly possible. you feel throbbing in your core at the sight of him standing there - his light gray underwear doing absolutely nothing to disguise the prominent erection underneath. 

he crawls into bed, his body hovering above yours. you wrap your arms around his broad torso, pulling his large frame into yours as you begin to move your hips, grinding against his cock - the wet spot on your panties grows as you rub your cunt against him. it was clear from the moment he took his pants off that he is big, but feeling its length, its thickness, against your clothed pussy is making you clench around nothing - making you wish you were clenching around him instead. 

mingyu gently grabs your arms, pinning them next to your head as he interlocks his fingers with yours. his lips lightly graze against yours. 

“are you sure you want to do this?” he asks softly. you nod immediately. 

“yeah.”

he buries his head into the crook of your neck, kissing you repeatedly. he gradually makes his way down your body, his hands moving to take your bra off, but he pauses.

“can i-”

“you can do whatever you want to me,” you interject.

you feel his cock twitch. “oh god, don't tell me that.”

he unclasps the hook, letting out a moan at the sight of your bare tits. immediately he takes your nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the hardened bud before taking it between his lips. he sucks on your tit like his life depends on it - his hand squeezing and pinching the other as his cock grinds against your core. you're gone already - a moaning mess, putty in his hands. he eventually switches sides, cool air hitting the wetness remaining on your nipple. you get the feeling mingyu could suck your tits forever. 

he eventually moves on, planting kisses down your stomach as he situates himself between your legs. he kisses your inner thighs - slowly approaching your core, but not touching you just yet. you whimper as he finally touches his lips to your clit over your thoroughly wet underwear. he licks you slowly, his tongue running over the thin fabric several times before he slips his finger underneath, pulling your underwear aside, exposing your soaked core. he groans at the sight of it. 

“fuck, just as pretty as i imagined.”

you part your lips to say something, but your words become lost - instantly replaced with cries of pleasure as he begins eating you out. you run your fingers through his hair, grasping onto it as he sucks repeatedly on your clit. he places a large hand on your belly, applying pressure, as he takes two fingers to your pussy, slipping them in with ease. you moan as he begins to fuck you, your hips beginning to buck. 

“more,” you beg. 

you cry out as he adds a third finger - your cunt has never felt so full, but you know this is nothing compared to how his cock would feel in you. he continues sucking your clit, heat rising in your lower stomach as you feel yourself nearing orgasm. you writhe in pleasure, screaming mingyu’s name as he makes you cum - and he makes you cum hard. 

your head spins as you come down from your powerful high. as you catch your breath mingyu crawls back up, laying against you, his radiant body heat making your skin turn hot. he strokes your cheek, pressing his lips hungrily against yours once more. 

“can you… will you ride me?”

your pussy throbs at the mere thought. wordlessly you nod. mingyu reaches down, sliding your panties off before discarding his own underwear. you gasp softly as his cock springs free. you reach down, taking hold of it - its size making your hand appear tiny in comparison. he leans his head back, sighing as you stroke his length, your palm becoming wet with his precum.

you give him a push, rolling over on top of him. his tip grazes your wet cunt as you straddle him, his eyes locked onto yours intensely. you sit up, taking his cock in your hand, rubbing it against your folds a few times, before finally slipping it inside. you slowly lower yourself onto it, whining softly as its thickness stretches you. mingyu groans as you bottom out, sitting entirely on his cock. you haven’t even moved yet, but his breathing is heavy, inhaling deeply as he reaches up to grab onto your breasts. you begin to ride him, slowly moving your hips up and down, his cock filling you up beyond anything you could’ve imagined. you gradually increase your pace, both of you moaning at the overwhelming sensation, until you are fully bouncing on his cock, your palms resting against his muscular chest to steady yourself as you unravel over him. 

mingyu begins to whimper. “you’re so fucking hot,” he utters between heavy breaths. “you’re gonna make me cum.” 

you ride him relentlessly, crying out at how good he feels inside you. his eyes close as he releases, thrusting his hips powerfully as he cums in your pussy - the warmth of his cum filling you up. your pace slows, riding him gently as he finishes, his moans tapering off as he begins to come down. you settle onto his cock, laying on him as you kiss him. he kisses you back lovingly, one hand running through your hair, the other caressing the small of your back. you lay there for a while, his chest rising up and down as he breathes deeply. your heartbeat slows, pounding heavily in your chest as you recover.

slowly, he finally pulls out. you roll to his side, wrapping your arms around him in a warm embrace, squeezing him with all your might. he giggles. 

“mingyu?” you ask softly after several moments of silence.

“hm?”

“you should’ve told me sooner.”

he sighs. “i wanted to - many times. but i didn’t want to risk our friendship. i didn’t think you felt the same way.”

“i think… i think i’ve always loved you. i just never realized it.”

mingyu smiles. he gives you a kiss on the forehead.

“so… what does this mean? for us,” he asks you.

you look up - his warm eyes are fixated on you, optimistic, awaiting your answer.

“well, i really don’t think anything is going to change.” a nervous look washes over his face - you quickly add, “except that we fuck now and also i want you to be my boyfriend.”

he closes his eyes, letting out a laugh. he pulls you closer into his embrace.

“i like the sound of that.”

–

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[datura-tea]

holy shit this year marks 10 years of this blog and moz!! i can't remember the exact date i started posting here - my archive says i have one post from november 2013 but let's disregard that - but i do remember it was around late 2014/early 2015 :)

^ one of the very first moz art pieces i ever drew, for fallout week 2015!!

memories and art through the years under a read more bc it got long

2014 → baby's first rpg!! i started playing fnv on my cousin's jailbroken xbox late 2013 and finished mid 2014 and i loved every minute of it. i remember waking up at 8am and playing almost nonstop until 2am the next day haha!

i didn't play moz on my first playthrough - but i did start creating a character that would eventually become her: a shorthaired ex-boxer who punched her way through obstacles when diplomacy failed. i remember she spent a lot of time with boone. i liked him then, because he saved my ass more times than i can count. but i digress. this is draft 1 moz essentially

2015 → this is the year that i was doing my thesis so i could graduate but i was so depressed and stressed about it that i distracted myself by replaying fnv on pc, where i played through the dlcs for the first time. i fell in love with the dlcs' oversarching story; particularly ulysses, who i became obssessed with, especially since i couldn't find any content of him at the time. in the game, i played as moz; i had most of her personality and choices down, but her backstory was still up in the air.

fun fact: this was an existing sideblog that i remade to be a fallout blog so i could look for ulysses content, and when i couldn't find any, i made some myself, featuring moz as my main courier six. originally, i didn't ship them, but eventually i ended the year as a courier/ulysses otp shipper.

this was the year i started drawing digitally - my uncle let me borrow a drawing tablet and i used an old copy of photoshop i pirated hehe

2016 → i graduated this year!! and promptly fell deeper into my depression. this was the year that it got so bad that i had to be medicated. through it all, this blog and moz and ulysses and my fandom friends were with me. and for that i am truly grateful :) this was the year i figured out how to lock transparent pixels so that i could color my lineart lol

2017 → i started hammering out moz's backstory this year i think. there's a lot of sketches of her and her family in my files. i experimented with shading and backgrounds here but that experimentation was pretty short-lived

2018 → i started using references seriously!!!! i did a lot of oc on oc kissing this year, featuring mostly moz and many friend ocs haha

2019 → didn't draw much this year. actually this year was a blur and i can't remember much from it except from it being the year of my terrible no good bad copywriting jobs... anyway i did manage to continue my courier/ulysses brainrot and make this piece, which i'm still proud of

2020 → pandemic time. i spent a lot of time asleep at home and i think this was also the year i started doing commissions?? shoutout to anyone who has ever commissioned me - thank you so much, i truly appreciate it!!

2021 → i switched from my old-ass pirated photoshop to clip studio paint and never looked back. also i did a bunch of commissions for my grandmother's surgery, which failed, and i distracted myself from the sadness by drawing my ocs over and over and playing disco elysium

2022 → by this year, i've got moz down pat and have started vaguely developing other ocs instead. but she's still always at the back of my mind

2023 → i bought new brushes from true grit texture supply and immediately found new favorites that i started using for everything. i tentatively started incorporating background elements in some pieces!

2024 → while it's still too early to say where this year will lead me art-wise, i will say that i started experimenting in realistic paint studio (which i bought in 2021, the same time as clip studio paint) a few days ago and i'm liking the results so far. we'll see!

all in all, these last 10 years have been quite a ride, but i'm glad i stuck around and i'm glad you guys stuck around too!! much much love 💖💖💖

#shh peri shhh #god. look at that old art... i took the ones that i still kinda liked but the rest... #well i don't hate them. but they're old and of their time and i wish i could redo them lmao #my art #moz

[unabashednightmarepizza]

𝐻𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑌𝑜𝑢 | Morpheus( Dream) x Goddess!Reader

Series Masterlist

Everything started when your skin could rival the paleness of a marble. That was when you knew that what you were doing was hurting your body and possibly your babies. Having extreme consciousness of your surrounding and your body, you were aware that this couldn't go on forever so... Even if it hurted you to see your lover's creation fade away and your people run away, you had to let go.

"My Lady, please don't cry anymore. No one should blame a mother for doing what's right for her children..."

"You are right but... I can't help but feel like I have failed them..."

Watching with sadness swirling inside her eyes, she kneeled before your form which was sitting on the throne of your lover as a way to feel closer to him and took your hands to place them over your swollen belly. "My Queen, how could you fail us when you're doing the utmost thing a woman can ever do??

Pouting and shaking your head childishly, Lucienne smiled and took your hand to escort you down. She wasn't your husband, she couldn't potentially know watching the moon was what always brought happiness to you but you were grateful for her efforts. Taking care of an emotional and hormonal pregnant woman was already hard, add the stress on you and... Double fuck.

But the face Lucienne wore when you told her what you were craving- sweet patato with maple syrup, with marshmallow next to it- you laughed hard. Harder than you had ever done. "Ah, Lucienne... You just made my day and thank you for bringing me my meal. And don't look at me like that, I blame Dream for this weird craving!"

"I... understand, my lady. I'm just happy that you're finally enjoying yourself. Are you going to return to Asgard after meal?"

Fiddling with her fingers, the same dread and suffocating feeling had started to bubble inside Lucienne's chest. She didn't want to say anything and scare you but now, she had a lot to loose... Especially after loosing the King.

And when she already lost her king, she didn't want to loose her queen too.

Not if she had a chance to keep her here.

"Hmm, Heimdall reached out to me, saying that there were problems with Alfheim and I have to meet with the ruler of Jotunheim... Though, since I'm with child, they will be coming to Asgard since my body cannot handle three different teleportations... Are you okay, dear Lucienne?"

"Is there... Could you not go another time? You said it yourself, you're close to giving birth and-"

Raising your hand and immediately silencing her, you took a deep breath and looked at her pleading eyes. You saw the worry and the fear inside her, the silent plea to not to leave the Dreaming. "My dear Lucienne, as much as I want to stay... Unfortunately there are no healers. And I have to talk to Jotunheim to maintain the peace I had brought after many centuries of war..."

Nodding her head at your words, she looked at the window and below the ground. She didn't want to let go of you and potentially risk your life and the little hopes of the Dreaming and you saw the uncertainity in her.

"You shall not worry, Lucienne. It won't take long, besides... I can't have the godmother, as humans call it, of my children sulking like that."

And the joy she felt at the news brought a wide smile on yours too...

Too bad that even after 4 months, you were yet to return.

And now, after 105 years, the woman who had let go of the last line the realms were holding onto explained everything to the King of Dreams while the said-man was sitting on the broken ladders that led to his throne with an unrecognizable face, amidst all the ruins, and played with the wedding ring he had surprised his one love with.

"And that was the last time I had seen her... I wanted to keep her here, my lord but... She was right about healers and I couldn't argue with her... If only I did back then..."

Hanging her head low in shame and guilt, Morpheus watched with a stern look that held many fires inside. At this moment, he felt like he could rival all of the gods. He could march up to her kingdom and demand every single one of them where his wife was, why they had hated the woman who fought for them and sacrificed everything she had just because she chose to love him and marry him...

But he could also feel all the energy and power draining inside of him, it was as if even his soul knew that he was nothing without the one he yearned for. This feeling wasn't like any other he had felt, sure he had lovers before you. Compared to him, you were way younger after all but if having you would be the greatest gift and the most peaceful he ever would be, he would've waited many centuries just for you two to find each other.

"It's not your fault, Lucienne. She is free to come and go, you couldn't have known that someone would..." Shaking his head at his twisted mind and how it took a scary turn at the possibilities of what had happened to you, he looked in front of himself and gripped the bed-hair that was his own, the one you'd always tease for and play with. He couldn't help but think of what might have happened in your last moments, whether you were scared or not or if you blamed him. He was aware that even if you were a god, you weren't immortal.

"Just because I'm the ruler of 9 Realms and the Goddess of Life and Creation, it doesn't mean I can't die. I was born, I live and I'll die like any humans do... It just takes 50.000 years, compared to a human life, so we have still a long time!"

An unamused chuckle left his lips at the cheery voice you had soothed his worries with, and he remembered how you kissed the bridge of his nose and touched his face as if he was a fragile thing to be protected at all costs. Your touch would always be the only thing that eased him, whether he was stressed or worried, and the way you would just drag him away to cuddle and force him to sleep with a teasing You're the King of Dreams, yet you don't even close your eyes, were the proof that you really loved him.

The memory of you two playing with snow, visiting the library and sharing little, discreet kisses as if you were two dumb teenagers all flooded inside his mind at once. But he refused to think of them as if it was the last time you two enjoyed each other's scents and body, as if you were... dead.

With so many thoughts inside his mind, he didn't hear Lucienne asking him whether he would get help from his siblings or not.

Why would he, when they knew that he was imprisoned, when his wife was suffering silently for the things that wasn't even her responsibilities?

" I'm quite sure they know what happened to me, to my wife... And not one of them came to my aid, helped my love when she needed the most and left her to shoulder all the weight when I promised to not let a single being hurt her, including myself."

Looking directly at her king's shaky and wide irises that showed the kind of pain he was in, not because of the betrayal of his siblings, not his imprisonment, not even his lack of power but the pain his wife had to endure all this time... She watched with amazement when a tear slipped from his left eye and he hurriedly wiped it, that being the first time he had shown a softer side to the librarian, except the pettiness.

She always knew that the love Dream felt for you was way stronger than that mortal Nada or any other ex-girlfriends he had but to see the cold, expressionless king she had served for centuries cry silently was definetly an experience by itself.

"Tell me Lucienne... Did she hate me?" asked Dream, the one question he feared the answer the most. With a sad and small smile, Lucienne shook her head. "No, my lord... She never hated you but... there was only one person she loathed with a deep passion."

Feeling confused at the meaning behind her words, he turned his body to her and raised his brows at her, telling her to explain herself silently.

" You know how... Jessamy was killed..." Dream closed his eyes thightly at the mention of his companion but opened them back, wanting to know how she was connected to the person his wife hated the most. "When her Ladyship learnt what was going on, three of us worked hard to set you free and Jessamy was the one to suggest to get into the basement. My Queen refused, saying that it was too risky and that she wasn't ready to loose another one close to her but with much begging from her, My Queen allowed it... As you can guess by this, my lord, the person she loathes the most is... herself. And the death of Jessamy, changed everything within her. Created something... not her..."

The chill night breeze of the city engulfed you with its bone shivering cold but the weakened body was already in deep so much that it barely felt it. Walking through the streets and watching all the mortals pass by you, not knowing that they were lucky to not face with your powers, you went to at apartman you were searching for while thinking how some snotty, disgusting humans with many body fluids were that important to many gods and powerful creatures.

They didn't appreciate life, all they had ever done was destroy and ruin everything with their wars, greed and hunger for basically everything.

And it was obvious in the way Rodrick Burgess captured Morpheus and took his tools for his entertainment. Health, power, wealth that could rival even Musa of Mali or William the Conqueror... All for it to go to waste in the end, because no one, not even a god would change the nature of humanity.

Except Death and the meek human she had made immortal.

"Gotta deal with that too... But first, let's see this famous Corinthian and Ethel."

Meanwhile, both parties were inside with Corinthian explaining how Morpheus was free and on search for his tools but most importantly, his wife.

"A God, a powerful being couldn't even protect his wife? I highly doubt he's dangerous to me or you..."

"You shouldn’t belittle his anger. He's dead set on finding her and the tools. He may not be strong enough right now but his wife? She's the Ruler of 9 Realms and Queen of the Dreaming, the power she has could easily kill-"

"Oh, please... You're making me seen like I kill for sport, Corinthian~"

The voice of the woman who scared even the strongest one out there, the heart of the Dreaming and 9 Realms, brought another kind of fear inside the blond man and when Ethel saw how he shook with fear and sweat, she couldn't find in her to turn back to see the source of the voice for what that would mean for her.

They both were frozen at their places, faces facing each other and hands stuck with holding onto something for support when the click of heels came closer to them. With shaky sigh, Ethel trembled at the omnious aura coming from behind her, fear of death biling up and almost making her vomit.

And the feeling only intensified when a sharp nail found its way to her cheek and rubbed the skin that started to wrinkle. "Is that fear I sense coming from you, Ethel? You didn't seem scared when you stole that ruby and helm?"

" My Lady Y/N, please spare-" Corinthian started to kneel down and beg for mercy at the sinister look on your face when you raised your hand at him to stop his nonsense.

"Wrong name... Dear Corinthian."

He tilted his head confused at the deadpan look and how you seemed... different.

Cold and sharp eyes, a predator look, the way you talked, calculating and... pure bad intentions.

"You... You aren't her, are you?"

Stopping your ministrations, you turned your head slowly at the man having a smug smirk and gave him a small yet daring smile. "And why do you think so?"

"Such bad intentions and desire to kill... It has never been her aspect..."

Humming approvingly, you sat down on the counter and faced the rogue nightmare that has been causing trouble. His eyes were set on your form, drinking everything it had to offer and the thoughts crossing his mind was... not so innocent.

Chuckling at his obvious- but stupid- smugness, you watched how his spine turned, almost threatening to break and his painful screams?

They were music.

"I'll say this just once so, listen carefully." Hurriedly nodding his head, you looked at his spine with red eyes and healed him slowly. "I'm here to destroy Morpheus, after all he's our shared enemy. I will give you my help and you will do my dirty jobs. And if I like you enough, I'll reward you~"

Smirking at the last sentence, Corinthian stepped closer to your form who sitting cross-legged and put his hands on your thighs. "And what's my reward, for pleasing you?"

" First, tell me if you accept or not."

"And if I don't?"

"I'd kill you and then ask the stupid blonde over there, and if she refuses too... I'd go and look for another suitable watch-dog."

With a tell-tale voice that seemed like you were singing, you knew by the horrified look on both their faces that you had won.

Taglist: @itshamleth @elraeeee @mxacegrey @munsonmunster @zemotr4sh @rosewine-5 @bucky-thorin-winchester @lyria-skyfall @jesllianaquilesrolon @poemfreak306 @diksy1112 @daydreamin1220 @slut4fictionalcharacters28 @buckys-pillow @mata0-0mata

#sandman imagines #sandman x reader #morpheus imagines #morpheus x reader #asgardian!reader #queen reader #death x reader #hob gadling #corinthians #rose walker

[misguidedasgardian]

Ok so reader feeling needy for Lloyd and I feel like maybe she is not too confident on asking/telling him what she needs…..how does she get what she needs from ?

Absolutely loving Lloyd!

In light of being recently freed, and to celebrate The grey man premier... let´s do this..

AU MASTERLIST

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, mentions of nausea and vomiting, teasing (It´s Lloyd), Sweet Lloyd, (also a warning on himself), shy and pregnant reader... and well, all the fun that comes with this AU

Notes: This belongs in the same AU, but is NOT a direct continuation, just a jump in time, we are still getting a part three as a direct continuation

You woke up in fear, as you did this last few weeks... In fear that you'd get so nauseous you'll vomit all morning... again. Since you found out you were pregnant you had been harrassed by so much morning sickness not even the medicine your doctor got you helped. It had been a hellish first trimester and even if you were barely showing you felt like hell, heavy, sweaty and already uncomfortable. Your back hurt like hell as did your feet, lik at any time you could bend and break your spine.

Lloyd's appetite for you had dwindled since the second week this started… because he could tell how uncomfortable you were, and even though you were grateful he understood and gave you your space, you were starting to get worry, that his desire for you had begun to dissipate. That now that he fulfilled his purpose he wouldn’t want you anymore until he wanted to put another baby inside of you. 

But as you opened both your eyes and looked around, even sat on the bed… you didn’t feel nauseous at all, you felt amazing, good, energetic and like some sort of cloud had dissipated from above you 

You stretched like a cat on the bed on the soft sheets, feeling relieved even though you couldn't claim victory yet….

You heard the shower in the master bedroom so you turned to look at the clock on the nightstand… it was 7:00 in the morning, and you smiled thinking Lloyd hadn't left for the office yet

“Sorry Wifey, did I wake you?” you didn’t answer, you were staring at his naked form. He fixed his short hair back as droplets of water ran down his well toned body, getting lost in the v shape of his groin and down his white towel. You swallowed thickly, feeling a tingling sensation travel down your body. You shook your head, answering him and your eyes not leaving the bulge hidden beneath the thick white cloth

The doctor warned you this might happen, your hormones were going crazy and it was going to be normal for you to jump on your husband, you didn’t think it was going to happen, but here you were, not being able to mutter a word and rubbing your thighs together under the sheets. 

“How are you feeling?” he asked then, you finally looked up to his face and you saw it twisted in what you could only describe as a mocking grin, his eyebrow raised, a side smile.

“Good” you whispered. With wide opened eyes and mouth slightly opened. Were you just noticing right now how handsome he was? Has he ever been this hot? Your eyes trailed down his body once again, and you noticed his hand traveling closely to the end of the towel

“I’m leaving soon honey” he teased, “I'm going to be gone the rest of the day, is there something you may want from me before I leave?”, suddenly your mouth was dry

“Oh mmm, I don’t think so” you managed to say. He chuckled darkly

“Sure? Your pupils are so blown out you look like a cute little kitten” he mocked

“I’m fine” you whispered again, and with a single movement, he released the towel from his hips, letting it pool by his feet. His big cock jumped in attention, the tip red and swollen and you whimpered at the sight 

“You sure?” he asked again, he took some steps towards you and the only thing you could do was moan wantonly, he raised his arm and with one single finger he caressed the apple of your cheek and down your jaw. You fought to look up at his face and not his thick dick, “Why are you so shy? even after all the things we have done” 

“I just…” you couldn't quite finish the sentence, “I’m just am, I guess” he leaned in until his face was just above yours, his breath fanning over your face making you tingle

“What do you want, baby?” you just look at him dumbfounded, cheeks heated 

“Lloyd” you whined, his thumb found your bottom lip and rubbed it teasingly, as his blue eyes got darker by the second

“Talk to me” he demanded, “Tell what you want” you whined, “Don’t be a little brat pumpkin, you had been feeling so poorly lately I didn’t want to bother you, but seems I neglected you”

“You did” you moaned

“So tell me what do you need” 

“You” you demanded, “Just you” you repeated

“I think you may want a more specific part of me” he chuckled darkly, dropping a sloppy open mouth kiss on you, leaving you breathless

“I want all of you” you whispered against his mouth

“That’s so vague” he mocked some more

“Please” you whined, feeling embarrassed

“You need to be a liiiiitle more specific” you could tell he was enjoying it, you being the one wanting

“Lloyd…” you called, and he tilted his head, giving you his complete attention, “I would like to… make love?” you whispered, looking down 

“Is that right?” he teased, “make love? You want me to make love to you?”

“Yes” you muttered slightly 

“You are such a good girl, my sweet” he purred, finally throwing himself on top of you, making ou fall back on the bed with him on top 

He had certainty in the way he ravaged you, getting rid of your pijamas and shits covering so swiftly you understand why he was so good at his job. He never stop kissing you nibbling your lips and you jaw and neck, but he found your mouth again when he swiftly penetrated you in one swift movement. You were so wet you only felt incredibly full, no pain, as you moaned wantonly on his mouth.

“I’ll make love to you as many times as you want” he promised against your mouth, “you give me a baby, so I’ll give you the whole fucking world if you ask so sweetly” he purred. You hug him tightly against you as he kept pounding into you, sensually and roughly, but so delicious, your climax build quickly, and when it exploded you swore you never felt better, so content and like you were floating. He cummed as well releasing his seed deep inside of you.

He released you gently and you already knew what follows, he was going to leave you there, alone.

To your surprise… he didn’t, he fell on the bed right next to you. And held you tightly against him, his hand stopped in your belly.

“You are showing a little” he whispered, he smiled softly at you, like he had never done before and your chest filled with warmth and love. He kissed your forehead gently, and then he scoop you in his strong arms and cuddled with you on the bed

“You are going to be late” you warned, not even wanting to let go of him

“What are they going to do?” he chuckled, “I want to stay here on bed with my baby momma” 

Taglist! <3

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#lloyd hansen x you #lloyd hansen x y/n #misguideddutiful #lloyd hansen x reader #lloyd hansen smut #lloyd hansen #the grey man #chris evans character fanfiction #chris evans #chrisevans #trash stache

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AHHGGGHKTJ4VR SOUL EATER FANFIC??????

Death the Kid with a Male s/o thats surprisingly strong. Liks Maybe he'a older than him by a year or something so he didn't see him when he first joined DWMA, but male!reader got transfered to stein's class. Kid thought he was weak until they were assigned a misson together.

Or

Death the kid with a male!s/o who has a partners who are actual twins and are twin swords???

⤷ ♤ anon

This is very interesting! I'll do the first one, if you want me to make a seperate post for the second one you can tell me.

Prologue first ⬇️

So I'm pretty sure at the beginning if the manga he's like 13-14 (Don't take my word on that, the ages of the soul eater characters were never really confirmed.)

So you would be around 12-13 ?? ANYWAYS MOVING ON

So I'm going to guess that originally you were in the NOT class, not because you weren't strong but because people never really expected you to be strong, since you look like ":3" (kinda weird considering patty is in EAT but whateva)

So Kid never really knew you then, but you would know who he is. I mean he is DEATHS legitimate son, how wouldn't you know who he is.

Later on, when you join the EAT class, Kid sees you and is a little interested in what you can do since you look about the same age as Patty. It's not like the DWMA had any age restrictions of who can join the EAT class, but it's very rare to see someone super young in there. (He says, as he's only one year older.)

He would snoop around lowkey, tryna figure out stuff about you, and when you go to take a mission he would "coincidentally" take the same one.

He is pleasantly surprised when he sees your abilities, and he's like "damn I see you I SEE YOU🦅🦅💪🔥🔥" He would compliment your abilities after the mission, and would offer to train with you if you ever wanted or needed it.

Romantic Hc ⬇️

During these training sessions, you two would get closer. Him offering advice to you and bandaging each other after training. (Bros gonna put a band aid on both sides even if you don't have an injury there to make you symmetrical.😮‍💨)

Because of these moments you two would start to fall for another, although Kid isn't really familiar with romantic stuff since he's never seen or experienced it. He was born asexually, so he doesn't have two parents to really base the idea of love off of?

So he would be a little confused at first, but dw, once he figures it out more I think he would be very sweet as a lover.

He has a lot of faith in you, and always wants to fight by your side.

Lowkey he would go off on a tangent after missions of how elegant and exquisite you seemed while fighting. Has probably tried drawing/painting you in action but ended up destroying it bc it wasn't perfect.

Would probably make you do a two person pose when you're about to fight someone, he's kinda corny like that. But he thinks it's cool, let him be. (Remember the 3rd ep where he Patty and Liz were posing before he started scolding them for not being symmetrical 💀)

However if you somehow get injured during battle he would be PISSED. Lowkey grabs Liz and Patty and starts BLASTING (Que the scene where he starts fighting that unsymmetrical Egyptian Kishin in ep 3)

You guys are a total power duo, you guys help protect others and each other during battles. Many people count on you guys. (black star makes fun of you two, teasingly calling you two his power couple before Kid shoves him off and scolds him)

He is grateful to have you by his side, and you guys can count on each other no matter what happens.

Why was Kid actually so fun to write about omg

#death the kid #soul eater #soul eater x reader #soul eater headcanons #soul eater dtk #maka albarn #blackstar #death the kid x reader

[uselessmicrowave]

Hiii Microwave 💋

Could I please have a matchup with the TFP mechs? It doesn't matter which fraction! Honestly!

I'm in my early 20s, and while I may not fit the plus-sized category, I have a curvaceous figure in all the right places. Hailing from Honduras, my friends and I predominantly converse in Spanish. As an African Latina, I proudly boast a rich, dark complexion. I've chosen to dye my hair a beautiful shade of brown, which cascades down to my waist. However, if I were to pinpoint my favorite attribute, it would undoubtedly be my voice. It possesses a distinct quality that sets it apart. Past partners have described it as soothing due to its deep and nurturing tone for a cis female. But don't be fooled by my motherly nature; when provoked, I can unleash my fury and raise my voice in Spanish, regardless of the person I'm addressing. I'll continue shouting until my voice gives out, which strangely enough, my boyfriend finds alluring. Although, another thing about me is that I'm an amazing listener. And I'm VERY clingy. To be exact, I will absolutely overthink if you leave me on read for like 1 minute. And when you finally come home, I ignore you for the rest of the night. Because who tf do you think you are ignoring me like that. And last but not least, I like to spend most of my time collecting toy figures and giving them away to younger children that don't have a lot of money in their families. I tend to give stuff away due to my generous personality. If there is a child at a store who wants to buy a toy or something and their mom says that they don't have enough money, I'll gladly step up and buy the toy for them. And I would do the same for my cybertronian significant other. Even if they really don't need it, if I catch them looking at something on the Internet for quite a while, I'll get the hint and I'll buy it for them. Doesn't matter what it is. It could even be a buttplug for all I know idfc🙄

Anyways, thank you for your time ❤️

Hello! I’m going to match you with TFP Bumblebee!

(small nsfw warning)

Immediately notices your voice when you meet him. Kind of low key jealous. Just a little bit.

Don’t loose your voice shouting though! Bapy is always worried that you’re gonna strain your voice too hard and it’ll go away. He doesn’t know how humans work so Bee is worried for you.

Contradicting that last headcanon, he gets heart-optics when you yell at someone in Spanish, even if it’s him. He loves domineering/demanding/loud partners and will not be very afraid to show it. If you’re anything like that he’ll fall faceplates first into love.

It’s good that you’re a listener because he’s not very good at listening. Even if you can’t understand his beeping sounds, he’ll (if you let him) lay his helm on your lap and ramble about what slag the ‘cons tried to pull the other day or how low energon supplies are. He’s always less stressed after he talks to you.

You’ll never have to worry about being left on read with Bumblebee because if you so much as send him ‘hi,’ he’ll start a full conversation with you. He would love to talk in person instead but texting is a close second for him.

He would love to see your toy collection. They’re very different from the ones he had (when he was a sparkling) on cybertron, so just holding the toys is cool for him.

If you let him, if it’s only 100% okay with you, he’ll pick out some to bring to the base for Raph.

Let him brush/play with your hair! He’ll be so happy. From a different perspective, it looks like a schoolgirl brushing a dolls hair, he’ll kick his legs in the air too. You get your hair brushed and swarmed by kisses.

Bumblebee gets all smiley when you step up to buy a toy for a kid. Kind of a “that’s my partner!” thing, children probably see you as a hero and so does he.

When you offer to buy him something, he is grateful, but he doesn’t want to waste your money. You can buy it for him, only if you insist.

If the item is of a more sexual nature (a collar or vibrator for him, most likely) he’ll be really embarrassed that you caught him looking for things like that. “If you want to pay for it you can but only if you want to” (Bee’s doing the little 👉👈👉👈 thing as he talks to you).

#micro matchups #tfp #transformers prime #tfp x reader #bumblebee #tfp bumblebee #bumblebee x reader #tfp bumblebee x reader #valveplug #bam same day delivery baby

[beachy--head]

Here's a little Christmas japril drabble✨ Wishing all of you a happy Christmas and a wonderful holiday season! x

___

Jackson is bouncing up and down.

Jackson doesn't bounce. He paces, and he strides, but Averys don't bounce. Well, Harriet does, but she's 6, and a Kepner-Avery, and from his experience, Kepners definitely bounce up and down.

Coming down the stairs and into the living-room after getting Harriet to bed, April soon discovers the reason for the bouncing. The space around their Christmas tree is completely filled with gifts. Lots of gifts. Waaay too many gifts for a household of three. And she was never the best at maths – biology was her star subject in high-school –, but it doesn't take a genius to figure out that the ratio of gifts to persons is heavily imbalanced.

"You didn't."

"Didn't what?"

He can act coy all he wants, his smile betrays him.

"This is way too much. She's six! She doesn't need that many things!"

"Okay, first of all, some of these are from my mom. Have you tried telling my mom that she can't spoil her grandchild? If so, how are you still alive?"

"Right, so your mom bought... okay, I stopped counting after twelve boxes. Are you trying to bribe Hattie because she's mad at you for not taking her to Seattle to see Catherine last month?"

"No?"

He observes her as she scans the living-room, brows furrowed, muttering under her breath, knowing she's not really mad but loving that she plays the part.

And it's not like he can fault her for being disconcerted, because just as Jackson Avery doesn't bounce up and down, he also usually doesn't really do Christmas. He'll buy presents, and dress up, and celebrate, but that's usually the extent of his contribution to the holiday season. But this year, he's gone all in and has insisted they do everything. So in the past weeks, they've taken a picture dressed in Christmas pajamas (and he would never admit it, but these things are quite comfortable), they've gone to the Christmas fair down the bloc so Harriet could see Santa, they've been to winter festivals and Christmas markets and even the Fox foundation Christmas party.

Of course, they'd done some of it last year together. But last year, it had been Jackson Avery and April Kepner, separate entities, who had taken Hattie to these activities, and it had left him wanting more than that. Wanting the whole damn thing.

This year, they've been doing these things as the Kepner-Averys, family of three, and he's so grateful he had to do something. He doesn't even care he went overboard.

"She doesn't need that many things! She's going to grow up to be entitled and spoiled and expecting–"

He takes April in his arms, and the way she nestles against his chest tells him everything. That she doesn't believe a word she's saying because she knows what the presents mean. How happy he feels to have his family back. To be able to be woken up by Hattie at dawn so she can open her presents with both of her parents watching. She knows, because she shares the same sentiment.

"I guess I should be glad you didn't buy her a pony like she wanted."

"Well..."

Her glare is so April he can't help laughing.

"No pony, I swear. Didn't fit under the tree anyway."

"You know, you going all out for Christmas like this... You're becoming more and more lik–"

"Don't say I'm like my mom."

They stay embraced for a while, lightly swaying to imaginary music, and he wants to bottle up this moment, this simple, routine, absolutely wonderful moment.

"This is nice, but this is still too much."

"If you think so, then you're really going to hate me when you see how many of these are for you."

"Jackson!!"

Later that night, Harriet joins them in bed, snuggling between them. She explains she's way too excited to sleep, and as he tightens his grasp around his two girls, his grin is so wide his jaw almost hurts.

#drabble #japril #jackson avery #april kepner #merry christmas!

[destinyc1020]

I feel like he contradicts himself sometimes, but maybe I'm not quite understanding him 🤔

Naw i think yr right lol JE comes across hypocrital and wishy-washy a lot. Talks about if u want a Elvis impreasion go to Vegas while complimenting Austin in another interview, talking about TKB being an "escape" while loving TMNT (lmao), wanting to b such a private person bt dating a whole influencer n dissing TKB one day while saying yr grateful for it another...

he may b book smart bt he just dsnt seem.. the brightest to put it bluntly 🥴 lik hes just nt consistent with what he says

Lol rofl 🤣 😂

No, my favorite was when he dissed superhero films, but LOVED TMNT and watched it repeatedly lol 😆

Or, when he called Superman "way too dark", so that's why he didn't want to do the role, but yet, he plays Nate Jacobs in Euphoria.... 🥴👀

I thought Superman was like the boy scout of superheros honestly rofl 🤣 But hey, maybe this new film's script is crazy dark rofl 🤣

[juniperberries-canisroot]

MORTAL SANCTUARY

Summary: The one year 'anniversary' of Astrid's betrayal weighs heavy on the guilty conscience of Listener and Matron, Chantilly Leice.

Content warnings: Paranoia, regret, betrayal & guilt. Canon events, violence and death. First person PoV.

Context: I know Arnbjorn is scripted to die in game. In my story CL arrives just in time to save him. Everyone else dies thou.

Fun fact there is actually in game a NightShade plant by the escape tower. It's inside Solitide by the gate of the tower if you were using it to go outside. It's near the food stalls.

@tes-summer-fest

"You're part of the Family, after all. This, as you can see, is our Sanctuary. You won't find a safer place in all of Skyrim."

"Our Family, my dearest. Our Family."

Eight years. Eight years ago you told me that after I was recruited into the Dark BrotherHood. Family, safety. For seven years I was part of your 'family'. For seven years I did as you told. I served, and I killed, and I was part of your family. In some strange twisted way, you became the closest thing I ever had to a mother figure in my life.

But just like the people who were supposed to be my parents, you sold me off. A year ago you betrayed me. You saw me as a threat to your authority, your leadership. Years of loyalty meant nothing to you. I was nothing more than leverage in the end. And I still wasn't enough. My one purpose to you, my one final use, and I failed that as well.

I couldn't save them all. I couldn't save your family. I barely had enough time to protect the ones that survived. I am forever grateful for the ones who did, but I am forever haunted by the memories I have of those who didn't. The memories I have of them are tainted, thanks to you. I lost them. They're dead. It's my fault they died.

Do you know NightShade grows in areas associated with death? Areas where dead bodies lie. Places where someone was killed. Caves and homes that undead vampires inhabit. The exit tower you told me to take after poisoning the fake Emperor.

Some grow outside both Sanctuaries. There were always a few outside the Falkreath Sanctuary, even years before that day. Now, there's five more plants. Festus Krex. Gabriella. Veezara. Lis. You.

They others are doing well. Arnbjorn, Nazir, Babette, Cicero. There's been three new recruits since then.

I'm not doing well.

When I see a flash of black and red, my blood runs cold. Fear pumps through my veins faster than any drug could take affect. I instinctively reach for a dagger and search for a shadowy corner to drag them off to and slice their throat out. It's usually not a Penitus Oculatus agent, but there have been the rare times it was. Too many times for my comfort. What a sick irony that the BrotherHood and Oculatus uniforms share a similar colour scheme.

I'm constantly terrified that I'll loose them. That I'll come back to the DawnStar Sanctuary one day to find it ablaze, or that I will arrive far after the embers have died down, and find their charred corpses. That once again I will be too late to save someone.

They are the closest thing I have to a family, and I'm terrified at the thought of that. I'm terrified that if I say it aloud, if I think about it too much, they'll die. They'll be killed. And it will be all my fault again.

You were an idiot thinking you could go against somethin more powerful than you. I was a fool thinking I could allow myself to have a family.

Now I carry the Blade. I'm the Matron and Listener. Maybe it was supposed to be this way. I knew for years the way you ran the Sanctuary was wrong. Abandoning the Tenets, disregarding the Night Mother's authority. My authority, as Listener.

But what I wouldn't give for everyone to alive today. Arnbjorn said the others were already dead by the time I arrived. But that doesn't prevent me from thinking what could have been. If I was just a little faster, if I left a bit sooner.

I'll never have a family again. I can't allow myself to have a family, to cars for someone, anyone, like that again. Not after what happened that day. Not after you.

I hope you're happy with your decisions. I know I'm not with mine.

#tesfest23 #Skyrim #Elder Scrolls #Elder Scrolls V #tes #tesv #Chantilly Leice #pls be nice this is my first time posting actual writing in literal years #i dont have an Ao3 so you gotta read it on the post #pls do let me know if the warnings need to be altered #first time doing it #i also feel like with a game rated T and the canon typical blood and violence its kinda a given #my writing #fanwrite

[whentranslatorscry]

Hitagi Honeymoon

007

“Hey Oikura, I'm going on a honeymoon to Tochigi with Hitagi tomorrow, would you like to come along?”

“Die.”

“You shouldn't tell a twenty-four-year-old to die.”

“I had too many things to say, so I simply and succinctly said ‘die.’ I didn't want to speak more than one word to you. But, I'm an adult too, so let me organize and list my objections one by one: don't invite me on a honeymoon, don't invite me the day before, and I hate you. Hate the hate with hate by hate for hate to hate at hate of hate.”

“What? You came to the wedding, didn't you? That was the first time I saw you dressed up. You looked fantastic.”

“I attended as a friend of the bride. Don't address me so casually, you married man. Don't say ‘fantastic’ without any sincerity.”

“Can't you take time off? Just for three days.”

“When will you stop thinking like a college student? I have work. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after that, and the following day, and the day after that and the one after that and even the day after that. I may have unpaid leave but no paid leave.”

“You should retire, just say you're sick and need to be hospitalized.”

“Don't try to put me in a hospital. Even if every page of my schedule book was blank, I would eternally refuse to go on a trip with Araragi.”

“Which Araragi is that, though?”

“It should go without saying. It's not at all complicated. I'll continue to call Senjougahara-san by her maiden name. After all, she's going to get a divorce soon anyway.”

“Ahahaha. So, about that.”

“Don't ignore my curse.”

“I have thoughts about us sharing the same surname. Well, I knew it was a sudden invitation and you might not come, but if I didn't at least give it a try, I thought you’d be complaining later.”

“Don't make me out to be someone so troublesome.”

“Huh? Why not?”

“If you're asking if I don't like being called a troublesome person because I am one, the answer is yes.”

“You really are troublesome.”

“Even if I had an appointment booked six months in advance, I still wouldn't go.”

“Your schedule is packed all the way to half a year later. That's amazing for a town hall worker.”

“Ah, isn’t this just like you? Even after getting married, you never quite become an adult.”

“Well, now that I have a family of my own, I thought we’d have a close-knit family relationship with you from now on…”

“Impossible. I don't have a family.”

“"That was tactless of me. My apologies. Let me formally apologize for what I just said. However, you did accept and witness our marriage registration, so you're practically quasi-family to us as a married couple?”

“No, that was part of my job. What even is a quasi-family?”

“Witnessing for us was part of your job too?”

“Senjougahara-san, who ended up with a guy like you who barely understands how to fill out paperwork, brought the marriage form without a name listed for the witness. So I reluctantly lent my name just so it could be processed.”

“We are very happy and grateful for that, but it's also kind of worrying that you might end up becoming a co-signer for someone's debt someday like this.”

“Don't worry. If I were to become a co-signer, the debt review would not even pass.”

“What kind of past do you have?”

“A turbulent one. My credit history is a mess. My name got changed and reset once, but still.”

“Oh?”

“Haven’t I mentioned that? No no, you just forgot as usual, Araragi. When we first met by some mistake, I wasn't Oikura.”

“Was that so? Oh right, I think Ougi-chan mentioned something like that, maybe she didn't—”

“Who's Ougi-chan? Another new addition of the Araragi Girls? She wasn't at the wedding.”

“She's stuck at school, unfortunately, so couldn't make it to Tochigi…Oh, I see. You didn't idolize Euler just because you were Oikura. You loved mathematics even before the Old Oikura began.”

"Old Oikura or not, it's still me—it's just a change in the name.”

"I see, that makes sense."

"What other cases could there be?"

"Well, I feel like for some people, their name really shapes them. Like me - having the name 'Koyomi' makes me want to become a historic figure."

“Your 'koyomi' and 'history' use different kanji.”¹

“No way.”

“How embarrassing it is to think that someone like you is representing Japan and training in America. I wonder if I should revoke your working visa with my authority.”

“Are you such a powerful figure? I can't believe someone so capable could be exploited like this. I'm not exactly representing Japan and training at the FBI Academy or anything.”

“So you've always been a student."

“Don't you worry about me. I'm enjoying my eternal life, oh, I mean eternal moratorium.”

“You’re not exactly living up to your name. Not turning the pages of the calendar.”

“You have a way with words. In that sense, you’ve grown up, just like your name suggests.”

“How annoying. I know that when I was attending Naoetsu High School, people were badmouthing me behind my back, calling me 'Oikura Sodatanai.'”²

“I didn't know that… I know you were called 'How Much,' but why 'Sodatanai’?”

“Then I've just revealed some unnecessary information. Senjougahara-san told me about it some time ago.”

“She might be the source of that rumor. If it was during our first year of high school.”

“How can that be, when I looked after that sickly girl without holding back anything?”

“She loved to talk bad about people she liked. And she didn't speak ill of those she wasn't interested in.”

“It was just a lovely little tsundere moment, that nickname, wasn’t it.”

“Oh, for the first time in my life, I heard you praise someone, although it was such a simple compliment.”

“Is it just Senjougahara where you're going?”

"Well, despite everything going on, my schedule is getting packed. It's only a two night, three day trip but…I've got to catch a flight to Washington on the fourth day."

"You should be the one taking time off. I'm sure they'll understand over there."

"Even though I've been pulled every which way, I'm still technically in training. The wedding itself was quite the forced march…and with everything commission-based at work, I can't take too much time off."

"Sounds like a tough work environment all around. I definitely wouldn't go, but as a witness I'll be happy to proofread your honeymoon itinerary. What's the roadmap looking like?"

"It's nice getting your corrections again."

"I doubt you remember back when I used to proofread your work."

“I remember, maths fairy.”

"Want me to send you to an early grave?"

"You're the only one who could raise me up or put me six feet under. Anyway, no way around the two night, three day schedule, so I've had to drop some places like Ashikaga, but there are still a few spots we just can't miss."

"You should build in some wiggle room on a trip like this. Otherwise it'll be too jam-packed."

"You're probably right. We're driving back and forth to squeeze it all in."

"Driving instead of taking the bullet train? Why? You want to be jammed in while stuck in traffic too? Haven't you heard of traffic jams?"

“Don't shoot down the idea all at once. I did suggest the bullet train, but Hitagi-san really wants to drive.”

“Right.”

"Ever since high school, she got her license on the sly before she even graduated. She's just that kind of person, you know? I heard about this mountain pass called Irohazaka from someone else, she said she really wants to try."

"They'll rescind her license for that."

"Well, that's a problem for day two. On the first day we're going to Nasu Highlands. There's something I need to see there-- the Killing Stone."

“Killing Stone? On your honeymoon?”

"I know how that sounds, but it's not like I'm excited to see the Killing Stone itself. That's just incidental. The main thing is I want to go glamping. It's really trendy right now. Barbecues, hot springs, a nice relaxing experience-- that's what I'm looking for."

"No amount of barbecues or hot springs can offset a place as ominous as the Killing Stone. If you're not excited about it, then who is?"

"The next day after having nasuben in Nasu, we'll go down from the highlands to Nikko. We'll see the Sleeping Cat at Nikko Toshogu Shrine."

"Not answering my question at all. The Sleeping Cat… to commemorate Hanekawa-san, I assume?"

“She's not dead. Hanekawa is still alive… probably. But I read about it in the guidebook-- apparently there is a bird carved into the back of the Sleeping Cat. Cat with wings. It made me wonder if Nikko Toshogu Shrine was the inspiration for Hanekawa's character."

"Surely you're not going just to see that-- it's a World Heritage Site. You should try to learn something other than math, you know."

"Along with Nikko Toshogu Shrine, Futarasan Shrine nearby is also a World Heritage Site, and it's famous for being a shrine for matchmaking, so I'll be sure to properly visit and pray there too."

"Ah, now it's sounding more like a honeymoon. Finally."

“I also heard there's a huge sword, Nenekirimaru, at Chugushi Shrine near Lake Chuzenji, so if possible, I’d like to show… uh, see it too.”

“Suddenly you're acting all suspicious. I feel like there are opinions from lots of different people mixed in. Are you two really deciding this just between yourselves?”

“As you can see by me asking for your opinion like this, I do want to take in lots of different views-- that's just the democratic sort I am.”

��Hmm… smells fishy… I'll launch a negative campaign against you if you run.”

“What an unpleasant threat.”

“So you want to climb Irohazaka to get a look at that big sword?”

“I'd love to ride one of those swan boats on Lake Chuzenji if they've got any going. We talked about climbing Mt Nantai too but it looks like you need to submit a climbing plan for mountains at that level, so I dropped that idea.”

“It'd be great if you got lost and died up there. Just you, mind.”

“Well, if that's what you want I could make it happen, but if there are casualties it causes trouble for the mountain. I don't want to upset nature. So I'll drive carefully on Irohazaka. And if we've got time after that I want to see Kegon Falls and Ryuzu Falls before heading to Senjougahara while there's still daylight.”

“Why's that? To see the stars?”

“I'm going along with Hitagi's idea that it'll be an anticlimax if we can see stars before we get to Senjougahara. She wants us to watch the sun slowly set when we get there, spot the first star, and then spend the whole night gazing at the starry sky.”

“Rather than stargazing, it sounds like serious amateur astronomy. What, we're camping out the second night too?”

“The second night we sleep in the car.”

“Hardcore.”

“To be honest, when I suggested it I was planning we'd look at the stars for a couple of hours then head to a hotel. Apparently it's got some nice ones. But when I asked, Hitagi said it was her lifelong dream-- to look at the stars all night long, without blinking. So it's full-on hardcore stargazing.”

“She really is a romantic. And you just casually invite me on some crazy tough trip.”

“When we die, we die together, Oikura.”

"Death comes for us all eventually, I suppose. I won't deny the allure of stargazing, but unless it's a meteor shower or a lunar eclipse, can you really spend a whole night just staring at the sky without getting bored? I've spent my life looking at the ground, so I don't really understand it."

“Don't casually mention such sad things…”

"I've stomped on the ground all my life imagining it was you.”

“Don't casually mentions such scary things either… But the stars keep moving relentlessly, you know. It's like timelapse photography- or fixed point observation, I guess… They may not be shooting stars, but if I can make even one person's wish come true, I've no complaints. Except for the other guys, that is."

“Other guys?”

“Oh, I just mean there might be other tourists there stargazing too.”

"Maybe, it being a weekday and all… I won't call it a bad hobby, but I can't imagine those starry-eyed stargazers sticking it out all night. Even if it's summer, it must get freezing spending a night on Senjougahara, right? It's pretty high up there."

“Is it? I thought it was a marsh, so I imagined it was quite flat.”

“What was that about climbing Irohazaka?”

“Oh right… I'd better take precautions against the cold then. That's good advice. You really let your guard down, Oikura.”

“I thought Senjougahara-san wouldn’t overlook something like that. What's the plan for the last day after stargazing all night at Senjougahara?”

"I'm keeping that day open, as a buffer. If all goes well, we'll finish up with one last stargazing session, then head home. But I don't anticipate a trouble-free trip, traveling with me and all."

“How lame… With you, Araragi, you’re not so much a troublemaker, but more like a firestarter.”

“So what do you think about our honeymoon roadmap?”

“It isn't over until you get back home.”

“What do you mean?”

“After spending the entire night stargazing, descending Irohazaka seems to be a risky proposal, no matter who drives.”

“We'll be fine. It's not like we'll be drinking while watching the stars, and we'd already have traveled the path once on the way up.”

“But you wouldn’t have. You're ill-informed, Araragi. The ascent and descent of Irohazaka are two separate paths.”

“Ah, I think I recall hearing that from… someone else.”

“What someone?”

“A fanged someone.”

“What's that supposed to mean? I haven't been there myself, but if the geography class I took in college was accurate, the ascent should be Irohazaka no. 2, and the descent Irohazaka no. 1.”

“The ascent is the second slope? We must view the mountain peak as the starting point, I see. The seat of the gods.”

“The forty-eight syllables on the slope are counted from the bottom up. Anyway, drive safely. Before descending, make sure to take a nap. Apart from one major concern, that's pretty much all I wanted to say.”

“There's something bigger than a traffic accident? You should've led with that!”

“If mentioning the ominous Killing Stone was simply a side note, then I assume the main events of the honeymoon are the glamping on the first night and stargazing on the second, right?”

“Well, yeah. I'm looking forward to Toshogu Shrine and the Nenekirimaru, but it's actually my first time going on a trip with Hitagi. That’s why those two are something I centered on.”

“Have you checked the weather forecast?”

“Huh?”

“What if it rains?”

I was stopped dead in my tracks.

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Comparison of 暦, koyomi (calendar), and the first kanji in 歴史, history.

Sodachi is a verb meaning “to grow”, and sodatanai is its negative form. This joke was actually first made in Owarimonogatari audio commentary narrated by Sodachi and Hitagi. That is the conversation Sodachi references shortly after. 

翼Tsubasa=wing.

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28 Reasons - EP review

Reviewing 28 Reasons the title track:

Music production analysis:

Exactly what I thought we would be expecting, this song is perfect for Seulgi. The lyrics also perfectly seeds into the darkness of a human being. Although, my belief is different to what the video was about, it was a video in which it was answering one of the biggest questions in the philosophical world, this song was trying to just prove an explanation to it. Giving weird examples of "I kiss your brother, I steal that heart, you can't even feel the poison" shows that I may have been the perpetrator for kissing him, but deep inside him he has a heart in which is willing to give to evil because he can't feel it, he might be evil, and trying to not become tempted towards evil. Another part is the bridge, where it says "You're in danger, but it's okay, you're grown up", how we are growing up and only then we might realise if we are truly pure evil or pure goodness. The lyrics was a beautiful argument, going from the pov of evil to the pov of good. The instrumental, the whistle that was added made the song 20000x better, the bridge made me realise how much this instrumental sounds like something out of a movie and with that I am going to move on the the music video production.

Music video production:

I mean I didn't expect anything less, the music video was so beautiful to look at, it was almost like watching a movie, the two different people of Seulgi, itself makes it so much better. It's such a beautifully put music video. The angles were beautiful, the settings that Seulgi was put in, was really good, the wider perspective in the beginning, with the white, probably shows the good and how she is much lost in a wide grassland, it shows how small the goodness we have is compared to this world, how, the bad stares at the good, possibly leading to her death as she was levitating later on in the video, it was brilliantly made. To fit the music, the lyrics, it made it overall really easy to understand what was going on, I'm really grateful to the production team that made this debut even more excellent, I have no words except fantastic!

The rest of the EP review:

Dead Man Runnin':

Interesting production, I do have to say my favourite part is the bridge, it's godly. The chorus on where she keeps the note for longer, the bridge again, where there is a normal, quiet bridge and then repeats it again but with a more upbeat instrumental is just perfection. This song is truly really good, but not something I will listen to, if you like a song that is dark and that gradually gets louder I would recommend this.

Bad Boy, Sad Girl (ft. BE'O)

How do I explain my love for this song, I love it so much. It's so good. It's simple but cute to listen to every now and then. It's a lovesick song, but with feelings of anger yet is put in a such a calm, beautiful manner in which makes me vibe in my own bedroom, I cannot explain my love for this song, because it's too good. The chorus is so addicting and catchy to listen to. These days I have just been randomly saying to myself "eme hageganun bad boy bad boy bad boy gwe nisen chi hejonan sad girl sad girl sad girl, onel bam dom up alone" it's so good. Favourite from the album.

Anywhere But Home:

Yet another bop. This fits Seulgi's voice so well, probably the best out of any song here. The chorus is so cute and catchy, a simple yet beautiful song, I might listen to this while I'm going to get the train or something, again a song of love but it's a matter of is this serious love instead of hopeless love that we see in Bad Boy Sad Girl. Really good tho. I would recommend this to people that like Red Velvet b-sides ig, or jus something sweet to listen to, it sounds almost magical, this love in this song.

Los Angeles:

It sounds like a really good DJ remix, ngl. I'm not saying tha just because of the chorus, the whole song just sounds like it, with the background noises, even during the bloody bridge. So, if you like DJ remix songs like Alan Walker songs or David Guetta or Sophie Francis songs, I guess this song might be partially to you liking, it's just a has a bit of a darker concept.

Crown:

It's not an extraordinary song, it's a pretty decent song, but it's the perfect song to end the experience of the album. It really made me think and realise that I have to take all of this album in, and that's only when I realised how good and perfectly this album was made. It was beautiful for a debut. And I only wish Seulgi to go forward from here as a solo artist, this concept also really suits her and I hope she continues with it.

Overall: 10/10

Ranking of EP album's songs:

1) Bad Boy, Sad Girl (ft. BE'O)

2) 28 Reasons

3) Anywhere But Home

4) Los Angeles

5) Dead Man Runnin'

6) Crown

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ok not to be that bitch, but reblogging art helps artists more than just liking it 

#like not to say i'm not grateful for the liks #and i also understand that some posts you might not want to have on your blog #but plz if you see smt you like #whether its from me or from somebody else #reblog it #it helps the artist reach more people #again - grateful for all interaction #i read your tags #i read the reactions #i cry a little for all the hurt souls #i laugh #ALSO that one person who tagged my art abt call down the hawk #i saw that #i loved it #bcs when i made that art that book didn't even exist yet #like HOW WILD #but ok #thank you all i'm grateful and i'm still bitching about reblogs #fucking first world problems #hastagpriviligedbitch #im sorry #but im not

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Thanks for ur song recommendations btw 💞 ive been listening non stop since u recommended it, probably bc i associate it with u lol 👉👈 ive read this passage in a book today and it made me think of u? It goes: "I have possessed that heart, that noble soul, in whose presence I seemed to be more than I really was, because I was all that I could be" nd honestly i hope whoever may be the lucky one to take a place in your heart will take you nd ur love as it is; a gift, a blessing nd nothing less 💞

Oh my god!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 bro im speechless right now 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 you're so so soooooooo sweet to me 😭😭😭😭😭😭 is that... quote... For MEEE? 🥺😭😭😭😭😭 Let me cryYYYYYY for a while because this is so freaking cute and I'll REMEMBER THIS FOREVERRRRR. This is the most cutest message everrrrrr. I love you so much whoever you PLiS BE MY FRIEND!!! 😭😤 You need to write this on a letter and send it to me so i could frame this and keep it on my wall so i could read this whenever i get sad. :,)))))))) Ma'am u have my WHOLE heart just TAKE IT IT'S ALL YOURS 🤧🤧🤧🤧❣️💓🧡💝💛💗💜💕💞💚💙🤎💘💘💝💙🖤💛💖 I don't think I can explain how much i love have for u so I'm just gonna show it to u by tagging u in stuff 🥺🤍🍂🧡🥐💌🍪🍄🍉 i wish u all the good things in the universe and all the happiness.

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#bro not even the people i liked or the ones liked me back were this sweet to me #i cannot pick a favorite line from ur ask because its all just 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖 !!!!!! #i hope you're taking care of yourself!! #im not saying that just to be nice i really do hope you're doing that #your presence is so warm and just 🧡🧡🧡 and I can literally feel it by the way you pour all this love on me #if u ever feel like you're alone or not appreciated enough please know that i love you so much and I've appreciated your presence since the #day u started sending me such kind asks #please know that I'm grateful and i appreciate every single asks #and also thanku for taking the time out of ur day to check up on me and making an effort to send me these heartwarming msgs #you're beautiful inside out 💕 #lots of love for u always 💟 #ask #💌 #i hope u like them too because they helped me sm last year when i was at my one of the lowest points of my life #also checkout ⚡haegreendal⚡ and ⚡Choki⚡ and ⚡hyonyeo ⚡ and ⚡cozyday⚡ on YT they're so calming and cute to watch... something abt watching.. #ordinary life is sooooo <3 #tumblr mixed up my tags a lil bit #btw listen to Hush by Lasse Lindh #the other two songs i told u abt are a lil sad so wanted to share one that feels like a lullaby-ish song that feels like it's holding u lik #a lil baby and comforting you 💛 #it's obvs from me to you 💘

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𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

— 𝑃𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠; 𝑠𝑎𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚

⌁ Gojo; reincarnated!au; 𝟷𝑘 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡

⌁ hurt/comfort, gn!reader, blood, death (no manga spoilers), happy ending (!)

He called your name the second he opened his eyes. The area that was once his village now nothing but houses burning down, sparks like tiny lights in the night, ashes that could be mistaken by snow falling from the sky.

Pushing his bloody body up, he groans from the pain, blood running from the wound as he tries to press in a attempt to contain it while slowly limping and looking for you. He hears you after some steps, your weak voice calling his name. It's easy to find you after that one call, everyone in the village is dead, even the animals. Nothing but the sound of fire cracking.

He falls to his knees when he spots you, body by a tree, the tree you sat under many times for a picnic, or when he would lay his head on your lap hearing your sweet voice reading a book.

He has a glimpse where he finds you under that tree, like he did all those times before that cursed night, your beautiful face brightening up at the sight of your lover. The vision is replaced in a blink by your body back resting against the tree reaching a hand out to him.

Your neck and chin are red with your crimson blood, under the shy moonlight your white clothing seem almost black, from blood and dirty.

"I'm sorry" his voice is shaky, he cradles you in his arms aware that neither of you would survive that violent night "Sorry I couldn't save us... couldn't save you."

"Stay with me" you beg feeling cold and sleepy, but still managing to wrap your shaky arms around his torso.

"I promise, I will be strong, strong enough to protect you" he cries kissing your head.

You try to say something, he thinks it's an I love you, one hot tear slides down, trailing a clear path between the dirt that stains your pretty face.

"I promise—" his mumbles his words. The thought of dying holding and being hold by his lover is what gives him peace before drifting out of conscience for good.

Satoru wakes up with a gasp, not from the heart-breaking memory he constantly has. No, he has grown used to it, in fact he appreciates that memory, makes him grateful for the things he has today, for who he is, but above all: for having found you again.

What wakes him up is a loud shattering sound. He's immediately out of the bed upon noticing you were not there, his heart racing as he gets on alert mode running to the source of the sound.

"Hey hey, careful!" you warn him with two hands up in front of your body in a stop sign, "You’re gonna step on the glass" you get on your knees slowly to not hurt yourself while gathering the pieces of the mug you accidently knocked out of the counter when getting some water in the middle of the night, "Sorry for waking you up" you whisper. Satoru is standing before you, bare feet and shirtless, his chest rising and falling quicker than the expected from a run to the kitchen.

"'Toru, are you okay?" you straight your position to look better at Satoru, he runs a hand over his disheveled hair, eyes softening once he realizes everything is fine, "That dream again?" you ask with concern raising with some pieces of glass in hand, placing them in the sink before detouring from he remaining small mug parts to be beside your fiancée.

"Yeah, with a bonus of almost heaving a heart attack" he laughs taking you into his embrace.

You don't know exactly what the dream is, he never tells you, you guess it's something involving you getting hurt and/or dying based on his reaction of holding you tight when he wakes up. Satoru theorizes he only has these memories thanks to the six eyes, a burden only he should carry.

"A heart attack because of a broken mug? I thought you were the strongest" you tease placing your chin on his chest to look up at him.

"You still question that? Here" he picks you up throwing your body over his shoulder like you weight nothing.

Your fiancée gives your ass a light spank that makes you squeal before placing you securely on the counter, you watch him stepping away to get a broom sucking in a breath once he walks over the pieces of glass, only to realize he has his infinity on.

"Sorry" you apology in a kid-like tone for making him go through the trouble of cleaning out after you.

"Don't worry, I don't want you to cut yourself or anything" he says brushing the glass, his piercing blue eyes look up at you, needing a double take to realize you were sucking your finger, "You already did, didn't you?" you smile innocently at him, "Troublemaker!" he shouts in a whisper to not wake your neighbors.

"It's fine! Just a small cut" you pout, Satoru brushes the remaining glass disposing it quickly before coming back to pick your hand and take a look at the superficial cut, you take in his pretty features as he looks at both your hands in search for any other cuts.

Finally, you cup his face in your hands forcing him to look at you.

"Hey, I'm okay" you assure watching his pupils growing, a smile adorns his face as he lean into your gentle touch.

"That's all that matters then" he places a kiss on your palm and picks you up bridal style, "Let's go back to bed."

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there's soemtbign so attractive about D2 being the sequel to Agust D . when Iisten to agust d , all I can hear is so much fucking pain and regret and angst . the last , the title track , give it to me . it's overwhelming sometimes the intensity of the emotions in it .

then we have d2 right . it's relaxed . it feels like hes let go of so much of the anguish in him . I'm just imposing here . but there is so much more calmness in him right ? in d2 he's way more talking about things like his growth than the people who affected it . he's fwlkig but him as a lyricist as a band member as someone who has a dream but can't really feel it anymore as someone who's finally feeling himself turn into an adult .

I think it reassures me that he's around the right people , to have his emotions so much more calmer . not that I didnt think he wouldn't have gotten the help he needed but , it feels good to know that he has such a good support system .

as someone who's literally trying not to think about death everyday its comforting to be around honsool and 28 and people and set me free . when im hurting or frustrated or just emotionally blocked i listen to agust d . its crazy how much music affects me . and I'm so grateful I found bts .

what are ur opinions/expectations from the solo mixtwpes ? I feel lik each one will have such diverse sounds !!

You might know already, but this blog is named after 'People' by Agust D. If you read 'heartspace' you'll know that song is important to me in many ways. I am always listening to music while writing and in general. I don't only listen to BTS. Sometimes, when I can't see my own inner turmoil, the music I'm currently listening to is how I know I'm suffering.

When it comes to Yoongi's mixtapes, he has said before he was in two different places mentally when writing them. People change all the time. I'm glad he's allowed to release them and that he lets us to see a little glimpse of his life and his thoughts. I'm not someone who has expectations, but rather I appreciate what he was willing to share.

I enjoyed the first one, but the second one really shocked me. I appreciate he sings / raps in Korean because honestly the similar thinking patterns of him and I spook me. Not sure if I can take it if he suddenly started speaking in English to me, I would prefer to struggle myself lol. 'People' is my favorite, then '28', 'What Do You Think?', 'Daechwita'. I like how he celebrated his own culture and made it the title song. And I feel like someone is going to ask me, so I'm going to say it and it's gonna be controversial and maybe some if you might leave reading this. I don't think he should have removed the sample from the intro of 'What Do You Think?'. I know why he did it, because he has an image and a name and with that comes responsibilities. Did he know what it meant? Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe it was too extreme of a comparison to make in relation to the content of the song. And yet, you don't learn from history by pretending it doesn't exist. We know that. How many of you would have known who the speaker was if Yoongi didn't use that sample?

Yoongi said during his VLIVE that he doesn't want to explain his songs, and that he wants the listener to interpret them for themselves. There's a lot going on in that head he can't say because he's SUGA of BTS and a lot he doesn't say because he doesn't want to or can't share it. I know that feeling all too well. My writing reveals more than you know. You just don't realize it because you don't know where to look or what to look for. I believe it's the same with Yoongi's solo music and I always enjoy everything he shares with us. My favorite thing about his work is that he uses simple lyrics to convey complex emotions. He dosn't waste his words and they all have a purpose. I admire that about him.

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I love you!!!!! I’m on my phone rn so I don’t have any real good memes or fun stuff to send u but I’m gonna be free a lot over the next few days, and if you want to you can always dm me 💜 if you wanna talk about your favorite comics or whatever as a distraction I would love to learn about them! I hope things start to look up for you soon!

🥺 tysm u are really too sweet that's very nice of u to offer and dw i appreciate even the thought 💕💛

i'm. gonna talk about the current hulk run bc it's very good and makes the brain go brrr because like! canon DID representation that doesn't suck (at least it reads p good in my opinion but obviously i am a singlet and not a system so 🤷‍♂️ could be wrong on this)! it is here!

al ewing said "one thing i do hope remains [after this series ends] is bruce banner as an explicit system of alters. dissociative identity disorder is often represented poorly in popular culture - i don't know how good a job we've done with it, but i do feel like bruce is acting more like a system than he was previously" so like. it is literally undeniable. i mean in canon it was technically confirmed in 1978 (they called it multiple personality disorder back then obvs bc that was the Accepted Scientific Term™) but its very rarely shown in canon as an explicit system so. you know. honestly bruce is the most like... neurotypical-washed? is that a thing? character i've ever seen. smh.

"savage hulk", aka the hulk smash guy we're all most familiar with, is essentially the childhood rage and aggression he had to repress growing up (as his abusive father would hurt him when he got angry so it was very clearly clear in his mind that anger = bad) in one form. he's the green guy and again the most common one we see!

but there is also grey hulk, also known as joe fixit! he is essentially the moody teenager bruce was never allowed to be growing up. he also once had a job at security in what i recall to be a casino! he's more mature and articulate then savage hulk is, n yeah he's just weird n cool he vibes

there is! also devil hulk! devil hulk is basically the only hulk content with not fronting. he's very protective of bruce, and was basically made to fill in the role of a father figure that he never had growing up. he feels like the world has been unfair to bruce and again is. very protective. he calls bruce the "little guy" which i find very cute. he appears as larger then the other two hulks and is yellow. again. he vibes. very dangerous but. he vibes.

there is also guilt hulk. guilt hulk is all of bruce's fears and insecurities and self-hatred put into one and kinda sounds/speaks the same as his dad. uses the same abusive/cruel language brian banner used on bruce growing up. guilt hulk kinda dissappeared for a while but has since returned, tho doesn't show up often.

there is also professor hulk/the professor! has hulk's strength but bruce's intelligence, but he's like, his own alter, despite what endgame implies. very smart very cool. would be very dangerous tho if he got angry with the strong smart combo so if he gets too angry he changes into "savage banner", who is savage hulk but in bruce's scrawny body. comic logic says that this only works with the professor and no other one sjenejhute.

and the last one i can remember is kluh! while most alters/hulks come bruce, kluh comes from savage hulk. he is known as "hulk's hulk". while savage hulk (and most others) gets his strength from repressed rage, kluh gets his from savage hulk's misery and sadness. like. depression hulk. i can only recall seeing him once but. he is there!

and yeah! while i'm disappointed that the mcu changed so much and has not seemed to include bruce's DID in the slightest, looking at professor hulk, i also know that the mcu is Questionable at times so like... idk what to feel. grateful but also. u guys could do much better. come on :/ and i agree w/ mr ewing i hope it continues. needs to be more representation. and more like? good healthy scenes? like idk. bruce shows up in some pretty gruesome n gritty storylines, like in ultimates savage hulk was a cannibal and idk. makes me :/ a bit. not to mention the horrific shit that went on in old man logan which i will not talk about bc ew :/ but it was a bad time i do Not Recommend. like i know marvel wants to be gritty and edgy sometimes but. maybe. chose a different character to do that with. hercules is as strong/almost as strong as hulk. so is wonder man. there's other characters that u can have be gritty and edgy without adding to harmful stereotypes.

anyway yeah. this has been an infodump by brieuc 😌✌️

#long post #* long post #holy SHIT i do not shut up #bruce banner #hulk #asks #💛💛💛 #jay 🦆 #brieuc.txt #anyway thank you for asking! i am sorry for screaming so fucking much!