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losfacedevil · 1 day

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Criminal Offense // JTK

The one in which Jakes frisky side comes out to play w.c 4.4k

WARNINGS: 18+ MINORS DNI, Dom!Jake, use of restraints, teasing, oral (f!receiving) use of sex toys, intercourse (p in v) if I have missed any PLEASE let me know!

Jake couldn’t keep his eyes off of you and he watched your hips sway - never standing still in one place for long. The softness of your voice had his eyes fluttering as he listened to you sing along to the song that was playing quietly from the stereo in the living room. He swallowed hard and took a step towards you, rolling his shoulders as he watched you bend at the waist to pick up something you had dropped.

He closed the distance between you and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling your body back against him. A soft huff of air escaped you as your back collided with with his chest and you couldn’t help the nervous giggle that slipped past your lips. You reached up and threaded your fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck and turned your head, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek.

“Hi.” The word drifted past your lips on a whisper, one only meant for him to hear. A soft chuckle escaped him and he turned his head to capture your lips with his in a soft and sensual kiss that always left you weak in the knees. Pulling a deep breath in through his nose he broke the kiss and leaned his forehead gently against your temple.

“What did you do all day, love?” He kept his voice soft, knowing he was close to your ear and didn’t want to hurt your eardrum with his loud tone. You shrugged your shoulders gently and reached up to cup his cheek in your palm, running your thumb along his jawline.

“Mmmm, well I cleaned up a bit, read my book for a while out in the sun and I thought about you.” You giggled. Jake cleared his throat and tightened his arms around your waist, a telling move you were starting to rile him up.

“Thought about me, did you? Were they good thoughts at least?” He chuckled and began to sway both of your bodies in place. A sinister smile spread across your face and you nodded, swallowing hard before you opened your mouth to speak.

“Some were very pleasant, others… they may get me thrown into time out if I tell you.” You giggled, knowing you had piqued his interest with your choice of words.

“Time out, huh? And just how bad could these thoughts be if my baby thinks I’m going to put her in time out?” He chuckled. He began to run the tip of his nose along the length of your cheek, brushing his lips gently against the junction of your jaw. Your eyes fluttered shut and your full attention tuned to the feel of his nose against your cheek sending a shiver up your spine.

“I was just thinking of how fun an innocent game of cops and robbers were be. Yknow to be caught and handcuffed by you… taken to the station and booked… maybe show a little skin to get myself out of the big trouble I’d gotten into.” You giggled, feeling his length beginning to harden the more you spoke.

“I think… if you were arrested… you wouldn’t be getting anything if you showed a little skin. If anything you’d be getting punished for both your criminal offense and for showing skin to someone that’s not me.” He chuckled and began to press soft kisses against the skin of your neck.

“But what if you were the officer, hm? A citizens arrest for something like… oh I don’t know… this?” You mumbled and pressed your hips back against his groin, eliciting a soft moan from the back of his throat as you delivered him the friction he so desperately craved. His hands found your hips and he dug his fingers in to stop the moment of your hips completely. A nervous chuckle escaped him as he straightened his back and removed his lips from your neck.

“What have I told you about being a tease, hmm? Where does that get you?” Wrapping your fingers around his you pushed back once more, grinding your ass against his groin even faster than the first time.

“A tease? Who me? I don’t tease without the intention of finishing off my meal, Officer.” You cooed, knowing you had fully gotten under his skin. Jake slipped his bottom lip gently between his teeth and maneuvered his hands so they were now wrapped tightly around your wrists. Pulling your arms back gingerly, he held your wrists together in one hand at the small of your back and nudged the back of your foot with the toe of his shoe.

“That’s it. You’re under arrest, anything you say will be used against you however I see fit.” He spoke in a tone that was laced with desire and he slowly led you down the hall into your shared bedroom. You knew better than to protest and went along with his little game, forming the most perfect pout on your lips as he spun you around and perched you onto the foot of your shared bed.

Your bottom lip found a home between your teeth as you sat on the edge of the bed with your hands folded in your lap. You watched closely as he puttered around the room looking for the handcuffs he knew were hidden somewhere.

“Jake?” You tried, lifting your hand to flag down his attention. He shook his head gently and turned his attention to his belt, slowly beginning to undo the buckle and slipped the leather belt out of its home on his waist.

“I’d suggest you watch what you say, amore mio, you wouldn’t want to describe your own punishment… or would you?” He quipped, nodding his head in a motion you knew all to well as a silent request to scoot up the bed. You raised your brows but did as you were told, not wanting to give Jake anything to be upset about.

“But… the handcuffs are in your bedside table.” You spoke softly and nodded in the direction of his table, watching as his eyes lit up slightly. A devious smile spread across his face as he folded his belt in half and cracked it like a whip. You jumped nearly out of your skin even though you knew the noise was coming and he cackled at the way you fell back against the pillows.

Jake crawled up the bed and settled himself over you. He straddled your waist perfectly, leaning a knee on each side of your thighs and kept just enough of his weight borne down on you to keep you in place and aching for more. His tongue snuck out between his lips and moistened the skin as he folded the belt to perfectly resemble that of a pair of handcuffs.

“That’s cute. What happens when we tease, hmm, baby?” He crooned, leaning forward to gently slip her hands into the makeshift shackles. Your breathing quickened as he tightened the belt around your wrists and held your hands high above your head.

“Babes who whine and tease don’t get the luxury of comfy shackles.” You mumbled, watching as he leaned over and dug the pair of handcuffs he had been on the hunt for out of his top bedside table drawer. Your eyes fluttered shut as you pulled a deep breath in through you nose and swallowed hard. Listening for the sounds of the shackles being closed around the headboard of the bed.

“That’s right. Babes who whine have to feel the burn of the leather as they fight against it trying to touch. Now are you gonna be a good girl and let me have my way with you?” A devilish smile spread across his face as you nodded in agreement and bucked your hips up against his. Jakes jaw dropped slightly and he reached down to deliver a love tap to your hip, silently reminding you to stay still. You nodded your head quickly, not trusting your voice to hold its tone as you spoke.

“Oh.. are you now? I’m not so sure I believe you.” He quipped, letting his voice trail off as he connected his lips to your temple and slowly began to kiss his way down to the warm skin of your neck. His fingers began to slowly work open the buttons on the tube top you wore, revealing more skin as he went. Your breath caught in your throat as his nose brushed against the sensitive spot just below your ear and he pulled back, quickly finding your gaze with his own.

“What was that, Angel? Did you like the way that felt? Hmm?” He asked, sitting back on his knees and pulled the fabric of your shirt out from underneath you as he awaited your answer. You nodded your head slightly, your attention turned fully to the way his hands were now cupping your breasts.

“Use your words.”

Pulling in a deep, calming breath you opened your eyes and found his gaze, knowing this game all too well. His fingers danced gently across your chest, paying close attention to your nipples, and rolled them harshly between his finger tips. A whine danced up your throat but you bit it back and swallowed hard, never taking your eyes off of his.

“Keep touching me.” Your voice never rose above a whisper, not trusting your tone to stay level as you spoke. A soft smile spread across his face and he leaned down, capturing your lips with his in a sensual kiss. You arched your back trying to manipulate where his hands were caressing and felt him smile into the kiss. He pulled away just enough to let a sentence slip between his lips.

“Not so fast, Angel.” He murmured, letting his lips ghost over yours as he spoke softly. Tipping your head you tried to reconnect your lips, chasing his as he pulled back even further with a sinister chuckle. Tilting his head he pressed his lips to your cheek and began to slowly kiss down the length of it, before nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. A soft whine escaped you and you fought against the smooth leather of the belt, your mind more focused on threading your fingers through his hair than the restrains keeping you in place.

His hands never moved from your breasts and he continued to toy with your taut nipples, rolling the buds gently with his finger tips. But you attention went to the sensation his teeth scraping across the sensitive skin of your neck caused. The shiver that danced down your spine causing your back to arch involuntarily and pressed your breasts even more against his hands.

“Mark me… please.” Your words sounded breathless and you sucked in a deep breath, trying to steady your heart rate. You could feel the way his lips curled into a smile and he pressed them softly against the side of your neck, testing the waters briefly. He removed his hands from your breasts and you felt as if you could breathe again, until his left hand came to rest on your throat just under your jaw and he tilted your head slightly to his advantage.

“Everyone’s gonna know exactly who you belong to, amore mio.” He cooed and gently began to suck on the skin of your neck, eliciting soft moans from your chest. You focused on your breathing, trying to keep yourself grounded as he slipped his free hand between your bodies and cupped your core.

Pulling off your neck with a lewd pop, he sat back and admired his work. A devilish grin spread across his face as he watched the mottled skin begin to darken, the bruise he so lovingly placed there developing quickly. He raked his gaze down the length of your torso and couldn’t help the chuckle that slipped past his lips as your skin began to flush with the need he knew was pooling between your thighs.

Jake shimmied backwards off of the bed and pushed himself to stand, slowly making his way around the bed to dig in his bedside table drawer once more. Your thoughts ran wild and your eyes widened slightly -knowing exactly what called that drawer home- and you tried to figure out what exactly he was on the hunt for. Taking a moment of solace in his rummaging, you focused on your breathing, calming yourself as much as you could.

A sinister chuckle slipped past his lips and brought you back to him, causing you to open your eyes. They quickly found the vibrator he held in his hand, one he knew you used regularly when he wasn’t around. Your eyes widened and you raised your brows in a surprised expression. A whoosh of breath escaped you as you tried to sit up to no avail.

“That’s not playing fair. You can’t use that yet.” Your voice hovered at a whisper, not trusting the tone that would slip past your lips. Jake chuckled and placed the device on the table, holding his hands up in surrender.

“As you wish.” He mumbled and made his way back around to the foot of the bed. Perching his knees on the edge he leaned forward and began to press soft kisses against the soft skin between your breasts, taking note in how your breathing hitched. But he pulled back quickly and drew his hands up, wrapping his fingers loosely around the waistband of your pants.

“Take them off… please.” You cooed, lifting your hips just enough for him to shimmy the yoga pants down your legs and in one swift move had them off of your legs and dropped them to the floor. He raised a brow teasingly and crawled up the length of the bed. Placing a hand on each side of you head he hovered over you, leaning down to capture your lips in his. It didn’t take long for you to catch on to the game that he was playing and you lifted your leg, wrapping it around his waist to pull his body closer to your.

“Touch me. I need to feel your touch.” You whispered, pressing your forehead against his as he shifted his weight and snaked a hand down between your bodies. Jake wasted no time slipping his middle finger between your folds and slowly teased your entrance, collecting your slick on his finger. You swallowed hard and pulled your bottom lip between your teeth as he slowly pressed into you.

You blew a breath out on a low whistle - a noise you hadn’t meant to make - and Jake chuckled as he captured your lips with his once more. He curled his finger slightly, testing the waters before adding a second and stretching you out even more. His name left your lips on a whimper, one that fueled his fingers to begin to move quicker. He pulled back slowly and rubbed his nose gently against the side of yours. A cheeky smile you couldn’t see spread across his face as he pressed his thumb gently against your swollen clit and he began to rub small circles around it.

“Jake please I… I can’t.” You whined and arched your back into his touch. He chuckled lightly and leaned back on his knees so he could see the way your body was reacting to his touch.

“Yes you can, sweetness. You can have anything you want, you just have to ask.” He cooed and leaned down, placing his mouth fully over your taut nipple. He rolled his tongue over it slowly, reveling in the way your breathing quickened as the coil in your stomach began to tighten quickly. Pulling your hands up you fought against your restraints, whining as the leather began to burn the skin of your wrists. Jake raked his teeth gently over your nipple before pulling back and blew a cool stream of air over it.

“Jake… I need…” You voice trailed off as a gasp slipped past your lips. His thumb began to move quicker in response to your walls clenching around his fingers, a telltale sign that you were getting close. He ran his nose gently down the valley between your breasts, taking in the scent that was undeniably you and began to press soft kisses against your stomach.

“What do you need, amore mio?” He mumbled, knowing the small slip of Italian would rile you up more. Soft moans slipped past your lips as you focused your attention on his voice and you swallowed hard, willing your dry mouth to moisten. Taking a deep breath you let it escape you before speaking.

“Your mouth… on me, please. Need your mouth.” You mumbled. Jake slowly retracted his fingers from you and couldn’t help the way he chuckled as you whined at the loss of contact. Reaching up he placed his fingers in his mouth to get a taste of you before returning to a hovering position over you.

“Is that what you need, hmm? My mouth and tongue all over every inch of skin I can press it to?” He mumbled softly and began to pepper your face with soft kisses, trailing them slowly down the length of your cheek and neck. You nodded your head and fought against your restraints once more. Jake reached up and cupped your breast in his hand, turning his attention on the breast he had neglected earlier and gave it the same treatment he had given earlier.

“Baby please. Need to cum. Need you to make me cum.” You mumbled and arched your back once more, searching for the friction you so desperately craved. He began his slow descent of kisses once more and stopped right above your pelvis, resting his chin against your stomach and focused his gaze on your face.

“You need to cum, hmm? That sounds like… like a demand. You need to ask nicely if you’d like me to do something about it.” He cooed. Jake pulled back and blew a stream of cool air over your core, sending a shiver dancing up your spine.

“Please, Jake. Need your mouth, want you to make me cum, please.” A sinister chuckle escaped his lips and he made himself comfortable between your thighs, looking up only to gain the wordless confirmation that you did want what he was about to do. Jake swallowed hard before poking his tongue out between his lips and flattened it against your core, licking gently through your folds.

A moan mixed with a sigh of relief slipped past your lips as he worked your core over with his tongue slowly, dragging out every single move he made. Removing his hand from your hip he placed it back between your thighs and gently pressed two fingers back into your core, eliciting a loud moan from deep within your chest. His hand stilled as you adjusted to the added digits and he curved them slightly, pressing right up against the spot he knew would send you soaring.

Jake pulled a deep breath in through his nose and continued to dance small circles around your clit with the tip of his tongue. The slip of his name and arching of your back tipped him off to just how close you were and he pulled back, breaking all contact he had with your body. A loud whine escaped you and you fought against your restraints once more, itching to thread your fingers through his hair and guide him right back to where you needed him the most.

“What’s wrong, my love? Hmmm? Was that not enough for you?” He cooed, rising up onto his knees. Jakes eyes never left yours as he leaned over and scooped up the vibrator he had discarded on the desk earlier. You swallowed hard and watched as a sinister smile spread across his face.

“Baby, please. I need to cum.” You could feel the heat in your face as your cheeks began to burn red and you fought back the tears you could feel prickling the backs of your eyes. He leaned down and captured your lips with his in a chaste kiss.

“Tell me more.” He urged, knowing you knew exactly what you wanted him to do. Pulling in a deep breath through your nose, you let it out in a soft stream and swallowed hard.

“Let me free and… make love to me Jake, however you want. Let me touch and fuck me silly.” Jake chuckled, knowing he would do exactly as you wanted once he had just a little more fun with you.

“Where’s the fun in that? I haven’t even used your favorite little device on you yet, now have I?” He crooned and, sitting back on his heels, he turned the vibrator on. He traced the little bullet down the length of your torso, paying close attention to tease your taut nipples with it before bringing it to rest against your clit. A loud gasp escaped you at the sudden contact and your back arched instantly.

“Jake, please, I’m gonna…” You voice trailed off as your orgasm blind sided you and your hips pushed up off of the bed. A soft smile spread across Jakes face and he couldn’t help the chuckle that slipped past his lips as he turned the vibrator off and tossed it to the side.

“That’s my girl, giving it all to me so quickly. Now what was it you wanted again? Since you were such a good girl.” You swallowed hard and tugged at the belt wrapped around your wrists.

“Let me free and fuck me silly.” Jake nodded and did as he was asked, leaning up on his knees he slowly unwound the belt, letting your wrists free finally. He took your hands in his and examined your wrists, making sure the belt hadn’t left any damage to your skin and pressed soft kisses to both wrists, a silent promise to make them feel better later.

Jake wasted no time in stripping down and slowly crawled back up the bed, resting his hips between yours. Lowering himself down he peppered soft kisses to your cheeks and lips, loving the soft giggles that escaped you at his shenanigans.

“Your wish is my command.” He cooed and reached a hand down between your bodies, wrapping it gently around himself and lined up with your entrance. He pressed his hips forward gently and slid into you with ease, groaning as he bottomed out and hid his face in the crook of your neck. He allowed himself a moment to adjust to the feeling before pulling back and sliding gently into you once more.

He kept his pace slow and gentle, not wanting to cause you anymore discomfort than he had already. You wrapped your legs around his waist and began to pull your hips up to meet his thrusts. He peppered soft kisses against the side of your neck as he quickened his pace, chasing his own release.

His name slipped past your lips as he angled your hips just right and shimmied a pillow under your hips to keep you tilted. The soft noises you both made mixed with the sound of skin slapping skin was all that could be heard as he slammed into you. You gripped his back tightly and dragged your nails down his Sun kissed skin, leaving deep red marks in their wake.

A strained whine escaping you mixed loud groan ripped from his chest and he buried his face back into the crook of your neck as your second orgasm washed over you and you clenched around him. His pace began to become erratic and you dragged your nails down his back once more.

“Fuck..” He mumbled and you felt him twitch as he toppled over the edge and his orgasm overtook him. His hips slowed to a stop and he rested his weight against you briefly, catching his breath and peppering your face with kisses.

Straightening his back he reached over to the night stand for the box of Kleenex kept there and slowly withdrew himself from you. He made quick work of cleaning up the mess he had made and helped you shimmy back into your underwear.

“Are you feeling alright?” Jake asked softly as he sat next to you and began to rummage in his bedside table drawer once more. You nodded your head and wrapped your hand around your wrist, beginning to massage the irritated skin the belt had caused.

Jake quickly found the lotion he kept in the drawer and put a little bit in his hands before reaching out and grabbing yours. He gently massaged the spots on your wrists where the belt had been, using the lotion to soothe away any and all irritation that was on your skin.

“Back rub or a shower?” He asked quietly. He always allowed you to tell him what you needed to feel better afterwards. Reaching done he slowly began to massage your stomach and watched as your eyes fluttered shut at the soothing feeling he was creating.

“Just this, I promise.” Your voice was soft and you reveled in the feeling of his hands on you. He slowly massaged your stomach and down your thighs, paying close attention to your ankles that had been locked around each other. He made his way back up to your arms and gently massaged both of them, making sure to give your wrists a little more attention before he leaned down and pressed a kiss to your lips.

“Thank you.” You mumbled and reached up, wrapping your arms gently around his neck. He couldn’t help but chuckle and rubbed his nose against yours.

“I’m just doing my job. With the fun comes the care to make sure you’re okay.” He mumbled and laid out beside you, resting his head against your chest and wrapped his arm around your waist. You began to pull your fingers through his hair, something you knew would put him to sleep almost instantly.

“You get to be pampered too. Now, shhh.” You giggled, your favorite way to tell him you wanted to sleep. With a nod of his head and a mumbled ‘I love you’, Jake pressed a soft kiss to your cheek and reached over to turn off the lamp, shrouding the room in darkness before sleep took you under the realm of unconsciousness.

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https-milo · 1 day

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the baker's daughter - 400 cupcakes

WORK SYNOPSIS Y/n L/n works at a small bakery owned by her parents. One day, a pro hero in training shows up asking for 400 cupcakes.

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Chapter 1 - 400 Cupcakes

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The bell above the door rang, alerting me someone was entering the bakery. "Hello! Good afternoon, how may I help you?" I ask. The man who entered had split hair, one side was white and the other was red. His eyes were different too. On his right he had a dark grey eye, and on his left was an ice blue. The left side of his face was scarred around his eye and down his cheek. Another thing I notice is his U.A. uniform. I quirk an eyebrow at this, knowing the uniform was always a sure sign of a quirk-user.

"Good afternoon. I have a question, it's very sudden," the boy said.

"Shoot!" I said with a smile. The boy tilts his head, not getting my words. "Oh uh, ask away..?" The boy nods.

"How fast can you make 400 cupcakes?"

I choke on my spit, "S-sorry?"

"400 cupcakes, how much and how long?"

"I uh, would have to ask my parents," I answer. "They should be in the back, I'll go get them."

The boy nods and I leave the cash register to the kitchen where my mom is baking and my dad decorating pastries. I knock on the wooden doorframe before entering. "There's a boy up front asking for 400 cupcakes," I explain.

"Sweetie, what did we say about believing scams?" Mom sighed.

"Hey! That was one time!" I pout. "But I think this one is serious, he's wearing a U.A. uniform. You know how the people from that school are."

"Quirk havers? Probably thought he was being kind going to a quirkless business," Dad grumbled. Mom looked at him with empathy. The three of us were judged harshly for our lack of quirks, we weren't 'ideal' in the current society. That angered my father.

"I'll go see what he wants, you stay here, F/N," Mom sweetly said. She rubbed his shoulder soothingly and walked out of the kitchen with me.

"Hi, my daughter tells me you're interested in 400 cupcakes?" My mom greeted him.

"Yes, that's correct. How much would that be and how long would that take?" The boy replied.

"Well, it'll run you almost 82 thousand yen..." Mom hesitantly said, knowing the price would scare most people off.

"Doesn't matter. I just need them in time for the U.A. School Festival," The boy said.

"Oh so you're rich-rich," I mumble to myself. The boy must've heard as he looked at me confused. My mom lightly hit my arm. I roll my eyes playfully.

"Well... that's two weeks away. We should have enough time!" Mom answered. "We do a half payment upfront and you pay us the rest once you collect the cupcakes."

"I can pay it all at once, it's no trouble," the boy said. He pulled out a black credit card. I looked at my mom and she shared my same thought "money, money, money".

"Right, that'll be... 81,700 yen," my mom said. She entered the price in the register and turned the card reader to face the customer.

Silently, he put the card in and used the PIN number. The satisfying ding of the payment going through made the workers at the shop elated. "Right! Thank you. If you could leave your name and number, my daughter will contact you for information regarding what you want." Mom explained. She offered over a pen and a notepad.

"Sure," the boy said. He grabbed the pen and paper and wrote his information on it.

"Thank you again... Todoroki," Mom said, her eyes widened when she read his last name. He nodded and walked out. Mom turned to face me, she had a mischievous smile on her face. I knew what she was up to.

"My daughter will contact you," I mocked. "REALLY MOM?!" My face flushed with color as I covered my face in embarrassment.

"Just trying to set my baby up!" Mom teased. "But you really should message him, we kind of need to know what to make."

"I can't believe he paid up front like that..." I said amazed.

"Right?! Didn't ask for proof or previous works... paid just like that."

"Why'd you look surprised at his name?"

"Todoroki is the last name of the number 1 pro hero."

"All.. Might..?" I was never really caught up on heroes. The prospect never interested me. Being a hero was a dream I could never chase. All because of the extra joint in my pinky toe.

"No. All Might retired. Endeavor!"

"Oh cool," I reply. Mom rolls her eyes. I stick out my tongue and pull out my phone. I put Todoroki's number from the paper into my contacts.

I showed Mom the messages. "Music-related, huh?" "I think it's kinda cool," I defended. She hummmed. "I'll work something up with your dad. Why don't you head upstairs?" She offered. "I can help you know!" I groan. "I know you can. But you also have a bunch of homework," Mom countered. "What's the point? I mean, I'm probably just going to end up working here for the rest of my life." "I don't want that for you, hun. This was mine and your father's dream, it doesn't have to be yours too." I sigh, "Fine. Goodnight, Mom. I love you." "I love you too."

I walk upstairs to the living area my parents and I reside. I open my bedroom door and flop onto my bed. I didn't bother doing my homework, instead I just stared at the ceiling. I thought back to the customer. He wasn't bad-looking at all. I hope I get to see him again. Well I mean I will, but maybe (and hopefully) not in the context of buying cupcakes at my parents' bakery.

Thank you so much for reading <3

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imaybe5tupid · 5 days

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Why bother? (Why bother?) It's gonna hurt me. (It's gonna hurt me.) It's gonna kill when- (Why bother!) -You desert me! (Gonna hurt me!)

Set after Nightmare. Laios is reminiscing and contemplating.

#laishuro #laios touden #i make a lot of jokes on here since part of the fun of this blog for me is limiting myself to only expressing ideas via drawings #as much as I can to try to see what I can try to convey in the limited time I have to draw each day which is sometimes like 15minutes #but laios idea of who shuro was to him and who he continues to be and how it ties into his own feelings of self worth and self hatred #not to mention being so thoroughly defined by having never been indulged before by the men in his life #are so compelling to me #and then of course you mix in toshiros own mind prisons #and their established dynamic of him begrudgingly putting up with him because he feels he has to and bc hes cursed with obedience #whilst laios genuinely thinks shuro does it because he likes it and likes laios because why else would anyone act like that #when everyone else in his life has not hesitated to Let Him Know #this is what is so fun about relationships like this…forever passing by each other’s true feelings like ships in the night #and on toshiros side umineko said it best People are riddles. They want someone else to solve their riddle #they live life wanting someone to solve the riddle that they are #the most difficult riddle in the world #without love the truth cannot be seen sighhhh many such cases #sometimes i get embarassed how deep i get for some of the characters in this series it really is that deep sometimes but not always #but WHATEVER #i never even engaged in or was interested in shipping the several years i read dunmeshi EXCEPT laishuro lol #which i sadistically wanted to stay one sided and miserable forever. I rarely get fed such genuinely fraught dynamics as their one in manga #so i became obsessed #and walked through the desert alone for 40 years and then checked in as anime started airing that other people ship this and gaf #and decided to unleash the jokes and ideas that my like 2 friend who like anime previously suffered alone as though they were jesus christ #now tho as much as I still enjoy tragedy and pain and emotional suffering I’ve let love and peace and requited fulfilled yaoi into my life #with laishuro. and its great!#my comics

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puppyeared · 9 days

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who up seeing their disorder in a fictional character but feel like its not their place to put a name on it

#id have to be waterboarded before i can talk abt how i see a lot of my adhd and personality in mitsumi iwakura let alone post it #idk how to talk abt this without feeling like im talking over or invalidating ppls experiences relating with a character #someone was talking abt how ppl tie laios' autism to special interest and social difficulties but not much else which kinda flattens it #and then went into a respectful in depth analysis of other autistic behaviour that laios exhibits and it wasnt phrased meanly #its fascinating and important to me to hear someone explain a little bit abt traits that they recognized and often go overlooked #because it does help me learn more about it. but i think thats also where hesitancy kicks in when it comes to depicting it accurately #like i have adhd and some of my adhd symptoms overlap with autism (time blindness and pattern seeking behaviour) but that only means #it feels familiar to me even without having autism. on top of that traits arent always cleanly determined as being /caused/ by #a disorder. to understand my environment i compare it to something unrelated but similar to make it more familiar and for the longest time #i thought that was a personality thing and not an information processing thing since i loved playing pretend in my head as a kid #so if you make a character who experiences that hoping to reach people that also experience that and tell them its not weird or #smth youre making up like. thats the goal. ppl who dont get it arent expected to it just means it doesnt cater to them but it helps them #become familiar to it yk? since i dont have autism myself i dont feel confident i can depict it properly or explain it in my own words #but that doesnt mean im trying to dismiss it or try and cut it out completely.. ill just leave the floor open to someone who /can/#a lot of issues around fanon depictions are when smth is baselessly popularized or a characters personality and behavior is flattened #especially to fit them into a trending meme. its harmless and its supposed to be for fun but it gets tricky when you drag things that #need to be carefully explained beforehand or else it gets lost in translation. like that tweet abt 'hyperfixating' on cooking pasta #once it becomes popular language usually the original meaning is left out for the sake of simplifying it for everyone that when it #circles back theres a sort of hesitancy like. am i using it the way it was intended or am i unknowingly using the popularized version of it #actually thats probably why i felt wrongfooted during diagnosis bc it felt like i was misusing the words i heard to describe what i felt #i /know/ i see a lot of myself in mitsumi because our minds are always somewhere else and we tend to put good faith first and for me #that personal connection is enough. but idk it feels like its always gonna have to be 'palatable' first before i can talk abt it openly #mad respect to writers and creators who stick to their story even if theres the looming fear of ppl misinterpreting it and letting them #have it.. its been almost 2 weeks and i am so close to deleting that m3 dunmeshi drawing bc ppl keep saying chilchuck wouldnt have 200 HP #IT LITERALLY SAYS I MADE IT WHILE WATCHING EP 1. I USED EARTHBOUND LOGIC AND I WASNT EVEN TAKING IT SERIOUSLY CHILL #yapping

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dykeinthedark · 1 month

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venting in tags about gender n shit (long as hell) (u can comment and talk 2 me as always :3)

#okay so i got a really masc haircut about a month ago and i know it's just a haircut but holy shit has it changed EVERYTHING for me #like.... i've always leaned masc except 1) before i came out 2) when i was actively in love with someone who i knew liked femmes #and they always described me as a fem. because that's what i showed her. because i wanted to be with her.#but lowkey whenever i'm in a not-impressing-anyone raw-dogging-life-no-crush era i always resort to a very masc style #like masc being my default and i'd only lean fem to impress people whether it's for love or peer pressure in a specific setting #like ''dressing up'' has always been a form of drag to me. like something i HAD to do to fit in or impress my parents (scott favor core)#but ever since this haircut i've realized... i could just BE masc innately like i really don't have to be womanly if i don't want to #which i usually don't. again i have only ever dressed fem for other people. but it's not even being masc that attracts me on its own #it's like. being masc in a distinctly lesbian way. as in whenever i look in the mirror i don't wanna be like a Guy i wanna be a dyke.#like lesbian as a gender identity too sort of thing honestly. okay i've been waffling but basically i sort of want to call myself butch #but i don't know if i like... can?? if i'm allowed to???#everyone always says it's MORE than just wearing boy clothes and not wearing makeup and having short hair (which i already do all those)#i mean i've always id'd as genderqueer because it literally just means gender weird and i experience gender in a queer way #what's probably the most telling is that my friends (all queer) CALL me a butch lesbian #like every time they do i feel really internally validated. it's not just my clothes but my personality too ig is what people tell me #i have a higher pitched voice relatively speaking but apparently the way i talk is quote ''very clockably into women''#which?? gender euphoria asf. my best friend specifically he (gay trans guy) always uses butch to describe me very intuitively #people have also noticed that i ''transitioned'' in all aspects except hormonally. like ppl have commented and noticed my masculinzation #but at the same time i always feel rly haunted by my ex relationships because one wanted me to be more masc #(she's the one who came out as straight and would treat me like a man) which i didn't like and i didn't like playing up being fem either #bc now it feels like she (butch) won't believe me if i called myself butch too bc she remembers me being femme #idk i feel like there's her voice in my head all the time that sees everything i do through her eyes (i'm lowkey still in love)#i feel like even though this comes so naturally to me i must be putting on a performance #even though i've actually read stone butch blues and done research into the history and i truly love and id with the culture like i rly do #that im still just a sad imitation of a butch lesbian and can never really be a part of it because i used to enjoy dressing up sometimes #like it's so stupid but can i still be butch if i wore a dress to prom and i think i looked good in it??#even though i was envious of my friends who wore suits?? that i used to try goth makeup?? that i liked long dresses??#that i enjoyed stacked necklaces and rings on every finger???#and tbh ALL OF THAT CAME FROM A CONCIOUS EFFORT TO FEMINIZE MYSELF IN JUNIOR YEAR OF HIGHSCHOOL WHEN I WAS 16 #because omfg it was 2 months before junior prom and i was worried that i was too masc and wanted to get comfortable with being fem

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calamitydaze · 2 months

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long tag ramble below u have been warned

#ok i feel like i should say Something before i start being active again #but i dont want it to be a Statement which is why i’m putting it in the tags #(also bc i procrastinated doing this for weeks so i know this is a very stale topic by now #but i also haven’t been on tumblr literally at all so this is 100% my organic authentic opinion lmao)#so read if you gaf and ignore if you don’t #anyway: george def could’ve done more to ensure she was comfortable #and as someone who has also gotten in over my head with older men and regretted it #her hurt is valid and i’m deeply sorry she feels the way she does about that night #but with that said i see no reason to believe george Should have known how she really felt #or that he deliberately took advantage of either her youth/inexperience or her discomfort #and that’s the most important thing for me— he fucked up and misread a situation but that doesn’t make him an evil person #and i hope they can both move on and grow and heal #as for my future in the fandom: i honestly dunno how active i’ll be going forward #i was already becoming pretty disconnected so this might’ve just sped up the process? i’m tired of being put through the wringer #but i also don’t really have a fandom to replace this so i might just continue casually participating in the way i have been #either way rest assured i will never become a rabid anti. that shits embarrassing #i got HORRIBLE drolo rsd the other day when tommy’s mom needed clout and vagued him so like if nothing else. droloisms are forever #also as a last thing— this feels kinda silly and self centered to say but i will anyway #sorry for not opening up my blog as a forum for discussion again the way i did with the drituation #i know i helped a lot of people sort out their feelings and that was (and is) really really important to me #but it also tanked my mental health (mostly as a result of the fallout and not the act itself but still)#plus my life irl was pretty stressful at the time when everything was first going down #so i just didn’t feel up to putting myself through that again #but i’m sorry if anyone wanted to discuss w me but wasn’t able to #anyway. i think that’s all i have to say!#i don’t want to turn this into a capital D discussion but as always my askbox and dms are open #love you all tons! i hope you’re having a good day 🫂🫶#bella talks

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martyrbat · 4 months

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in the newest edition of skinny bitch audacity (fatphobia):

comparing weight gain to... being a meth addict. and that you can look at someone and be qualified to say theyre degrading their health if they arent a small enough size for you to be attracted to them/be 'acceptable'

[IF YOU SHAME ADDICTS ON THIS POST YOURE GETTING BLOCKED. IF YOU SHAME FAT PEOPLE ON THIS POST YOURE GETTING BLOCKED. I WILL NOT WARN YOU TWICE.]

#literally as someone who put a small hole in my nose from snorting pills i stole and destroyed an oven making meth #i think my eating disorder is and always will be the biggest health issue i have subjected myself too #people treated me better when i was skinnier and diluting drain killer and throwing up on myself after attempting suicide #then being fat and more gentle to my body despite my surroundings #im disabled and not the healthiest vs walking 30 miles a day before but... i was fucking destroying my organs and had no personality #that isnt healthy!!!!#this is the same mindset that encourages eating disorders! that encourages and excuses doctors dismissing fat people's problems and blaming #it on weight when that isnt a factor! the same mindset that kills thousands!! get a life get a personality and stay out of peoples business!#thats not even going into how fatphobia as a whole has racist origins and how it still upholds to this day!#educate yourself and liberate yourself instead of still upholding this bullshit that harms millions #i hate skinny bitches you owe me 500 dollars and the decency to shut the fuck up for forever #ransom note #cw fatphobia #also adding that note at the end like. this site loves being hostile to fat people AND addicts and im not entertaining your audacity either

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burinazar · 6 months

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It's a bit funny that to parts of my circles I'm 'the fandom one'/'the fanfic one'/'the shipping one' as the person they know most prominently into such things

because as much as i love writing my fics and shipping my ships my interest in both of those things is, I think, very narrow and specific compared to most people who are into them? due to my habits being like. very particular

#i think some ppl think of me as ahh my buddy who is always reading fanfic and i'm like. look. i would LIKE to be that. but i'm not #it's comically difficult to get me to sit down and read a new fanfic. for no discernable reason #the fandoms i like to read for don't even have big fic scenes but i've still checked out such a narrow portion of them #(and these fandoms are like. just a few. leaving aside MiA's dead tag. LOGH + T&B + Vorkosigan + ...anything else here would be a lie)#(Queen's Thief + Temeraire + TMA are on the backburner rn for reading fic but they were faves before yet i read SO little of what existed)#(everything else i just check out very occasionally or when directly recc'd)#i think mmmaaaybe 'my buddy who reads tons of fic' would be the case if there were new fics about the sages coming out every day #they're sort of a unique hyperfixation for me lol #but there are NOT. instead there are ((checks))#four (4) english language belavue fics on AO3 that are not by me #AND two of them i would say do not actually have any ship content and were likely just tagged that to be safe #as far as non ship content there are ((checks again)) 21 English language fics tagged with Belaf and I wrote 13 of them ........#(and 17 for Vueko and i wrote 10. two of the others barely mention her and shouldn’t be tagged lol) …guys i'm starving............#ok you read to the bottom of the tags you get to hear a selfish wish #i kind of hope that someday...someone will...write some fic about the sages either because of me or for me #gen or ship it doesnt matter #but this kind of thing usually happens in AO3 exchanges though and there aren't ones in this fandom because the fic scene is so miniscule #i'm literally running one right now off AO3 but have a feeling it will end up being mostly art and also didn't put myself in as a requester #since the people participating have largely made stuff for me as gifts before and i have a glut of lovely work from them #and again that exchange will mostly end up being art i feel and not fic. but some other time... i still wish ... more fic... pleae..plaeabs #there are very specific reasons i don't want to host an MiA fic exchange through AO3. i can guess the kind of stuff some people will reques #(the kind of stuff that's already in the tag.) and it's not stuff i feel like moderating an exchange involving >_> so i won't #but god.. ... ..... someday......i hope....there can be an exchange where i ask for somethinga bout these people.............

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major-fukkup · 14 days

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Ahhhhhhh there's this guyyyy at work and I've been like 97% sure for a lil bit now that he LIKES likes me and we friended each other on FB recently n he just messaged me asking if I'm married or have a boyfriend and AHHHHH now I have anxiety I told him no bc it's the truth but I don't know what to say next if he asks anything else 💀

#I am actually going to die #real shit #I do like him btw but I don't think I LIKE like him #tho since I've seen this coming for a while now I've thought about what it might be like dating him and #I can't say I think it would be the worst #I just #I am not looking for a relationship right now or possibly ever and I don't see a future with anyone in particular #besides my friends and family of course #like I don't want to reject him 'cause he's super sweet and kind and also funny but also. I suck at relationships. so bad #I know I'm going to fuck it up if we start dating. or. or maybe I won't. but that was my mistake last time I dated someone.#I thought that maybe this time I could do it right. and I didn't. I fucked it up. actually the last three times.#I just don't think I'm meant to have one and now it's not really something I want anymore. but also in the back of my mind I really would #like to have. SOMEONE. who's always there for ME. who I put before myself and who appreciates the things I do for them.#someone to give lil gifts to. maybe flowers if they like them. Valentine's Day dates or a box of candy. kisses goodnight. Idk SOMETHING.#I am gonna think about this real hard. and maybe I'll see if he wants to hang out outside of work sometime. nothing serious just to chill #except that I don't have transportation #just know that I am screaming internally and also it's 2:38 AM and like the worst time to think about important things.

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selfinflictedgunshotwound · 4 months

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i don't think it would even feel good to be loved the way i am rn

#just an absolute disaster of a human being. i want to be a more complete person before anyone decides they wanna put up w me forever #like i know being loved at your lowest is supposed to be like. oh they truly love me for who i am deep down. they even love be as a mess #but idk i just know i would feel undeserving no matter how obvious they made it that they loved me. i dunno if that can ever be fully heale #i don't want to be seen being THIS pathetic lmao but ig that's also why i feel like love has never been in the cards for me #why i have such a rich fantasy life #i guess it like all just comes down to the fact that i have never once expected to be loved no matter how badly i crave it #i would always be overcompensating for being the way i am LMAO just feeling like a useless waste #i know people love me but i have never deluded myself far enough into believing that i could ever find love #which is why ig the easy way is so appealing. soulmates and all that #not having to do any of the hard work for the perfect love #but all-in-all when it's said and done i do not want to settle my standards are never going to change #so it is pointless to want for anything and it's pointless to pretend i don't... and i guess what i'm left with is just #longing! in a nutshell!!#i want to be someone's person very badly. someone's first choice. someone's only choice. etc etc #but y'know. it is what it is

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starpros-sunshine · 6 months

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Also I have to confess when Eichi does the the "I've heard usually people do this and this" or anything in that vein as a statement it's so real to me

#speaking as someone who learned most of their way of existing from tv and movies ans audio books and audio dramas.#I wasn't confined to a hospital bed I was just very enamored with movies and TV shows and audio dramas #and never really interested in interacting with other kids #and I'm an only child #and my social life began around this winter when people started celebrating their birthdays and inviting me and hanging out and inviting me #before that I never did anything with my friend acquaintances #We're too close to be acquaintances but i don't like labeling people as friends it puts an obligation on the relationship #there's one of them i genuinely consider a friend but we mostly talk about our interests and that's where it stops #she's the only one I talk with outside of the shared WhatsApp chat and ever since her number one friend found another number one friend #We've started talking more because what else am I supposed to do #it's nice. I'm a tea drinker now.#somewhat #in movies they always have bigger friend groups but i cant manage that many relationships at once #so it's better if I reserve the term friend for people who I actually talk to outside of certain contexts #but yeah it's so interesting when life imitates art #teenagers are supposed to get drunk right recently I accidentally got drunk enough to deliver the finishing blow to an already weak glass #never doing that again imagine the things I could've revealed about myself #but it's a fascinating experience because now I can look at that in fiction and understand!!#and I've been told I'm a bit cartoonish in the way I carry myself #which is a little funny to me because I as a person am pretty apathetic to a Lot of things #few things that make me happy a lot of things that annoy me and the rest is jusg kind of in the soup #but it's fine rhats just what being normal is like i guess #i should sleep it's lateeeeee and I need to get up early tomorrow.#regrettably #enjoy the tags while you still can because those things will be going down with this post in a few hours when I'm awake again and #less uncomfortable with sharing any kind of personal information

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stuck-in-the-ghost-zone · 8 months

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MAC!!! GOOD EVENING!!!!!! im thinking soo hard abt interesting fairytale things rn but also. i would LOVE to hear abt ur danny phantom thing?(images aren't loading for me but i think? graphic novel? normal novel?? 👀) ??????!!!! i'm peripherally interested in dp on the basis that my beloved mutual (u) is into it & im!!!! curious!!!! whys it so good!!!! tell me!! free infodump card for u 👀👀👀

THIS ASK IS A MISTAKE. BEWARE. FUCK. DUDE I COULD TALK ABOUT DANNY PHANTOM FOR SO LONG IM NOT EVEN KIDDING IVE GOT . NEARLY 20 YEARS WORTH OF LOVE FOR THIS SHOW. I AM 23 YESRS OLD. THATS HOW SERIOUS I AM . IM.*THE* DANNY PHANTOM GUY THERES A REASON ALL OF MY USERNAMES ARE DP REFERENCES. ohhhh my god. where do i even fucking start. i guess ill start with agit but im still so overwhelmed with love that i have not fully processed yet so prepare for this to be a total fucking mess of words

so. the show ended in.. 2007. and. god the last episode sucks so fucking bad. bad enough that the fandom as a whole collectively agrees it does not exist it never happened . phantom planet isnt real phantom planet cant hurt you if you dont look at it or think about it ever. i could go on a whole. rant about how much phantom planet sucks but instead ill just say butch hartman (<< creator of the show) is a fucking. annoying awful person and he was greedy + wanted more money from nickelodeon than they were willing to give him so they gave him a hard limit on episodes before the shoe would be canceled. so. season 3 goes downhill SO fast and ends with the fucking disaster that is phantom planet . and !!! you know how disappointing it is to have your facorite show have a garbage ending!! it sucks!! so then there was like. a HUGE HUGE long silence where there was. 0 canon content bc hartman considered it a flop and kind of just. abandoned it until he wanted clout (there were a few gameboy games that came out after the show ended + some nickelodeon games that included danny as a character + butch made a youtube channel where he would spout absolute death of the author garbage about the show every time he wanted attention but it was mostly dead silence) UNTIL. AGIT. A GLITCH IN TIME IS THE FIRST CANON SHOW COMPLIANT CONTENT THAT HAS BEEN RELEASED SINCE 200 GODDAMN 7. FUCK . and not only is it canon compliant it is ALSO A CONTINUATION OF MY FAVORITE EPISODE IN THE WHOLE SERIES.

so. my favorite episode. is ultimate enemy. it was one of the 4 movie-length episodes and the basic premise is. danny uses his ghodt powers to cheat on a huge standardized test and this sets off a butterfly effect reaction that leads to a timeline where his family + friends get killed in an explosion and he loses his mind and turns into the worlds most powerful villain <3 you can see why i like it so much im sure (<< guy who has a documented chronic weakness for stories where a good guy turns bad etc)

SO AT THE END OF THE EPISODE. Dan (the evil future danny) is trapped and locked away forever . but at the end of the ep theres a scene that hints to a possible future episode where he escapes !!!! so there was always a teased sequel but this sequel was never created due to aforementioned. budget issues and cancellation. etc. buggest disappointment of my life. UNTIL AGIT !!!!!!!!!!!!!

it was released. july of this year . and i am just reading it now bc its been burning a hole in my bedside table bc it never felt like the right time to read it until this morning for some reason. and fuck its so good its literally everything i wanted.

i dont know how involved butch hartman was in the creation of it but the author (gabriela epstein) is obviously someone who cares deeply about the show and the characters and im so fucking happy about it she did an incredible job. i literally had to pause a handful of times in the first few pages just because the characters and dialogue were written so well and it was like SUCH a breath of fresh air (the fandom is. so bad. its so bad. because its been around for so long people have such insane warped takes on a lot of the characters and its become completely unbearable to me ive had to block the tag and its so painful. this is literally the only reason i am not reblogging dp content constantly. i have to filter it through artists i know can handle the characters properly. if i was not nerfed by the awful fandom it would be 24/7/365 dp lockdown and id be so unbearable) OH ALSO not only is agit a continuation of my alltime favorite episode, it also retcons the garbage pile that is phantom planet in a way that acknowledges that it was a real thing that happened but going back on it in a way that feels so so so so natural for the show. so it wasnt a throwaway "no that was bad lets forget about it" it was a well crafted well thought out "this was real and it sucked and the characters remember it BUT we can play with timeline so things will continue as normal" and . holy shit it was so fucking good. i will begrudgingly acknowledge phantom planets existence if only for agit.

uhhhhhhhh fuck this is so long and i am running our of directed steam so if i keep talking i will just start rambling about the intricacies and holy shit dude i could literally talk about danny phantom for hours and hours and hours and hours if theres anything else u want to know i am the guy . i am the guy forever

#ohhhh my god my hands are literally tired now i typed this out so fast #not putting this under a readmore. everyone deserves to know how annoying i can and will be about danny phantom #this show is like. a HUGE HUGE part of my identity. danny is how i realized i was trans.#im the worlds biggest phantom kinnie im dead serious. i love him so much i love the world and the characters so much.#i have notes ans notes and notes in my phone of carefully curated headcanons that ive had since i was like 12 years old.#i was making stuff for dp before i even knew what the word fandom was.#dp saw me through my abusive friendship and the resulting worst breakup of my life that i am still actively in therapy about.#it means so much to me its MY show. i will allow myself to be pretentious about ONE thing anf that thing is danny phantom #aaaauagahghghhgggghh #basically agit was something i needed so desperately in my life and its so full of love and good characterization #i am like a man who has been starving in the desert for 16 years and agit was a beautiful oasis #asks #intertexts #hi ros <3 sorry i have dp disease every yime someone sends me an ask about it my answer is always 20 years long #friends!!!

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