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crippledpunks · 13 hours

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chronic fatigue weaves its way into everything. people love to tell disabled people they'd love to rest as much as we do, but they fail to understand how tired we are while we rest. we are not relaxed, we are generally pretty miserable, either from pain, irritability, or fatigue- which bleeds into every aspect of your life. being too fatigued to get up off of the couch means that you're too fatigued to get to the cupboard to pull out pans to attempt to start cooking.

the steps hidden within steps that are required to do a lot of tasks related to being a "functioning adult" are daunting, there are often way too many steps necessary to make "Simple" foods or do "simple" chores for disabled people to accomplish these tasks. chronic fatigue often means that even waking up from a nap or night's rest requires time to adjust to and power through

waking up is a process for me. im often no more alert and awake hours after i've woken than I am right after doing so. caffeine does not help fatigue- at least not at safe doses, for me, anyways. many days the act of moving from my bedroom to my living room is too much. taking dishes to the sink can be too exhausting. i have began falling asleep in front of the kitchen counter while standing because i realize the amount of steps required to clean the counters, or do the dishes, or prepare a meal that all of my energy instantly bleeds away

it's okay if you feel this way too. i have been dealing with chronic fatigue my entire life and it cost me my best paying job. i lost my ability to work because of it. it's not just you being "sleepy", you are genuinely too exhausted to function. you do NOT have the energy levels other people do, and that's okay. it's okay to let yourself be tired sometimes and address that instead of trying to pretend you're not tired.

i wish you good luck. you are loved

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strawberries-and-summer-days · 1 day

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A NOT SO MEET CUTE ‧₊˚ ☾. ⋅

| percy jackson x popstar au

| au masterlist ☽

summary: the first time you and percy meet isn't the best of circumstances and opinions are formed

warnings: swearing and i think thats just about it!

a/n: *in announcer voice* hello and welcome to my first au series, percy and the popstar - help the first time i thought of that my mind went to 'the princess and the popstar' 😭 - im using gracie, masie peters and taylor swift lyrics and faceclaims because im unoriginal as shit :) so if i've used a ts lyric and she's also liked a post lets just collectively ignore that okay!! anyway its unedited but i hope you enjoy! <3 lemme know what you think!!

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percy jackson is famous.

ok thats putting it lightly, percy jackson is extremely famous. in fact he is one of the youngest million-almost-billion-aires in the world. the twenty-two year old has an incredible influence on the world. how he got famous? no one really knows.

maybe its the fact that society drops at the feet of any good-looking rich boy. or maybe he actually did work for it like the rest of the word, we'll never know.

but.

y/n l/n is even more famous.

she's a force to be reckoned with, taking the world by storm with her music and setting the industry alight with her influence. she's got power, beauty and talent and she's not afraid to show it, the recently-turned twenty-one year old has turned the world on its head. case and point; her world tour that she's embarked on. y/n l/n switched things up and instead of starting in the u.s she's finishing here in good ol' new york!

l/n has one final show in florida and two more in boston and then we welcome her home to nyc.

why am i writing an article about y/n l/n and percy jackson i hear you ask? because the young celebrities were both spotted at a high end restaurant in florida, whether they were actually together or not remains to be discovered...

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"would you put your phone down?" lia sighs, setting down an iced coffee in front of you. "you've been staring at that article all morning- its not even a credible source. its probably just some random high schooler blogging."

"i know," you huff and glare at her when she steals your phone from you. "but seriously? percy jackson? come on! i've never even met the guy."

"ooh he is yummy," lia says looking at your phone, at the photo of percy that was pasted at the top of the article. "i mean, ew yucky, he's like the ugliest person ever, i definitely don't want to bang him."

"bang him?" you laugh. "please for the love of god, never say that again."

lia just shrugs and picks up her own coffee taking a sip. "it's trueee."

sighing you lean back into your seat and look around the extravagant living room you're both currently resting in. its a few hours before you have to start getting ready for your final show here in florida and you can feel the anticipation starting to build under your skin.

"omigoshlookatthis," lia shrieks shoving your phone into your face.

"are you seriously stalking his instagram right now?" you raise your eyebrows at her.

"what? as i said he. is. hot."

your eyes flick quickly over his instagram not really seeing the appeal - sure he's good looking in a noticeable, obvious kinda way - but all he seems to post is pictures of him and how rich he is. ugh. be more creative - his insta is like every other boys. shirtless pics and vacations.

then your eyes settle on one thing in particular. "wait! you followed him?"

"shit," lia's eyes widen. "fuck this isn't going to help is it?"

"do something!" you shriek leaping off the couch. "do something! unfollow him! do something!"

"shit shit shit shit," lia cries as you both fly around the room in hysteria - you're both acting like teenage girls honestly - but at this point you don't care.

"fix it! fix it!"

"ok ok! done! i unfollowed him." lia's quiet for a moment and then she panics again. "ahhh fuck he's ONLINE!"

"noooooo! do you think he saw it?" you slap lia in the shoulder. "LIA!" hands shaking as you slump back down. "fuck. oh my god. this is going to be all over the internet."

"it'll be okay," lia comforts sitting down next to you. "it's not like you're famous or anything."

~~~

just now

yn.user followed you

"PERCY FUCKING JACKSON WHAT DID YOU DO?"

those aren't usually percy's favorite words. so when he hears grover yelling this from the hotel bathroom - why the bathroom? don't ask.

"what? what?" percy yells back.

"PERCY MOTHER FUCKING JACKSON WHAT DID YOU DO?" okayyy thats is definitely not good if luke was yelling at him too.

"WHAT?" percy yells back.

"PERCY-"

"I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU SAY WHAT DID YOU DO ONE MORE TIME-"

luke and grover both stalk into the living room with chris and clarisse hot on their heels all supporting bewildered looks on their faces.

"do you know y/n l/n?" grover asks narrowing his eyes.

"the singer right?" percy asks confused still.

"check your insta right now," clarisse jumps in.

percy still confused as ever pulls out his phone eyebrows nearly springing off his face when he sees the notification on insta.

"wait what?"

"y/n l/n followed you for like two minutes and then unfollowed you again. its all over twitter, instagram, everything - especially after that dumb article went around," luke explains.

"it doesn't matter," percy sighs chucking his phone back onto the couch beside him.

"uh yes it does!" grover practically yells. "do you know where we're all going tonight? to her concert! this is going to feed every horny teenage girls dream." grover shoots percy an exasperated look. "my god, the rumours and theories that are gonna come out after this is insane."

"who cares what people think about us? it isn't true. besides y/n is probably one of those girls."

"those girls?" clarisse asks her eye brows raised.

"y'know, pretentious little daddy's girls who clearly have everything handed to them on a silver platter? those girls."

"whatever you say dumbass," chris chuckles.

"we're going to that concert tonight, percy," grover says turning on him. "shit is going to hit the fan because of it, but we're going. because i paid a fortune for those tickets and clarisse and i really wanna see y/n."

"whatever you say buddy, whatever you say."

☾. ⋅

yn.user

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yn.user florida!!! is one hell of a drug! thank you so much for the love and support you've shown me these past few night florida!!! you've been an amazing audience and i can't wait to come back here 🤍🩵

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user1 omg omg best night of my lifeee

user2 is that a possible song lyric i see there???

user3 omfg it could be. the three !!! at the end of both floridas??

user4 everybody wake up y/n has posted!

user7 did anyone else see her follow percy jackson and then unfollow him??? no just me?

user6 holy shit yess i saw that

user5 i smell a new ship brewing

user8 WAIT didn't he go to last night's show??

user10 why isn't he waiting for the new york concerts? he lives there right? why go allll the way to florida?

user9 mother is mothering

☾. ⋅

"i told you this would happen!" you huff to lia when she walks into your bedroom a few mornings later. "my entire comment section has been filled with people questioning about percy! i've never even met the guy!"

lia who had been assigned the role - self-assigned - the role to get you out of bed just rolls her eyes and drags the covers off you. "i know as you keep saying. but there is nothing we can do about it- short from announcing that it was a mistake. no one will even believe that anyway, so just let it go."

reluctantly you leave the comfort of your bed and slip into the clothes lia had picked out, trailing after her like a lost puppy. this usually happens between concerts, you return home and rest in your bed (with lia more often than not) not leaving it unless you need to, then lia comes parading in and announces that you're going out and since you have little fight left in you - you always agree.

ignoring the countless paparazzi as you make your way into the cafe you listen to lia as she blabs on about how she's never going to forgive you for not telling her you were adding a new song to your setlist without telling her.

you're so wrapped up in your own head you don't even see the person in front of you until you're slamming into them. and they've spilt coffee down your front.

"ah shit."

"fuck sorry."

you look up and its none other than the percy jackson. well hey! you've officially met him now!

"you good?" percy asks glasses and a cap cover his face but you still recognise him - what? lia's obsessed. and you were subjected to listen about her love for him - and the tone of his voice already pissed off and bored. it's like he was concerned until the second he recognised you. rude.

he doesn't even spare you a second glance before he's flipping you off.

"excuse me?" you say pulling his hand down. "did you just flip me off?"

percy's face pulls into a smirk and you just look up at him in disgust, brush past him and say "whatever asshole." at the same time he says. "later bitch."

fucker you're both thinking.

☾. ⋅

TAGLIST‧₊˚ ☾. ⋅ [if you're name is white it mean i couldn't tag you] @lauptimist, @itzmeme, @mariaaaaaahhhh, @paankhaleyaar, @maybxlle, @lara20aral [if you want to be added just let me know!]

#percy x reader #percy jackson x you #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x y/n #percy x y/n #percy x you #percy jackson fanfic #percy jackson fic #percy pjo #percy jackson #fanfic #fanfiction #percy x popstar au ₊ ⊹#emma writes ₊˚⊹⋆

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neo404 · 3 days

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request !!

can you write abt dom nick x male reader and overstim? maybe some edging turned to overstim? pls

Wait.

Summary: you are needy but Nick is busy all day, so he tells you to wait until the night.

Tw: NSFW, edging, overstimulation, a bit degradation (Nick calls reader slut and whore), reader sends Nick pictures and videos of himself to Nick.

I woke up sweaty and needy, I had a long dream and I needed Nick to take care of it, so I rolled over to hug him but he wasn’t there. I open my eyes and see him get out of the shower, damp hair and towel tied around his waist. I whine at him.

‘’What’s wrong? did you sleep bad?’’ he asks walking to me and kissing my forehead. ‘’Good morning sleepyhead.’’

‘’Niick.’’ I pout as he walks to his closet.

‘’What?’’ he asks laughing.

‘’Come here.’’ I sit criss-cross on the bed while he puts his clothes on. After putting his shirt on he comes to sit on the bed beside me, I wrap my arms around him, his cologne sticking to my body. ‘’Nick.’’ I whisper.

‘’What?’’ he giggles while putting his socks on.

‘’Need you.’’ I mumble against the crook of his neck, leaving a kiss on it. ‘’Need you so bad.’’ He sighs.

‘’I can’t. I have to go, today is a busy day. I’m sorry, just wait for me, okay?’’ he pats my head and continuous to put his shoes on.

‘’But-…’’

‘’Come on, be good. I’ll reward you later.’’ I cross my arms over my chest and frown at him. ‘’Don’t act like that, you know that I always take good care of you.’’ He kisses my cheek. ‘’Just wait for me, be a good boy. Remember we’ll have the house for ourselves tonight, yeah?’’ I smile a bit remembering that Matt and Chris are having a sleepover at a friend’s house.

‘’Mh, okay.’’ Nick smiles and hugs me tightly; he kisses my forehead and stands up.

‘’I’ll go to make sure Matt is awake. I’ll see you later baby. I’ll order some food for you.’’

‘’All right, thanks and bye.’’ He closes the door behind him when going out. I sigh and throw myself back, my head hitting the pillow and I grab a spear one that was laying near and hug it.

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After eating the food Nick ordered for me, I decided to take a cold shower to help myself. It didn’t work, being surrounded by Nicks shampoos and soaps didn’t help, my mind keeps thinking of him and now I smell like him. So, after the shower I decide to tease him a bit, I put my boxers on and lower them a bit, the towel around my neck I grab my phone and pause the music. I pose and send Nick 2 pictures with a smiley face. He replies almost immediately.

>IM IN REUNION, CHRIS IS SITTING BESIDES ME >ARE YOU CRAZY?? >shit, you look amazing >I hate you

I laugh at his messages and decide to reply later.

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I was sitting on the couch watching tiktoks on my phone. I see a notification from Nick, he sends me a snap, I open it and it’s a mirror selfie in a bathroom, and in white letters it read ‘I’m heading home’. I blush while looking at the picture, the shirt hugs him all the right ways, I gulp and send him a snap with my face covered by a pillow, ‘why are you so handsome?’ read at the bottom.

I feel my shorts grow tighter and I shift on the couch. Fuck it, I have waited all day, and Nick is on his way, I’m sure he won’t mind. I walk to his room, closing the door behind me and getting to his bed, I take of my shorts and boxers leaving me in only Nicks shirt. I send him a quick snap, my hip and belly exposed and my hand rising his shirt. My hand travels down and grabs my aching length, I start to stroke it when I hear my phone ring again, a message from Nick.

>I told you to wait, if I get home and you are touching yourself, I swear…

I send him a quick video, my hazy eyes looking down to my moving hand then up to the camera, I lower my phone a bit letting him see my hand moving up and down slowly, a soft whimper of his name escapes my mouth. He replies almost immediately.

>I warned you.

I leave my phone aside; I concentrate in the though of Nick coming home and doing whatever he wants to me. Soft moans leave my mouth, calling for his touch. Maybe I was too concentrated that I didn’t hear when he opened the front door. I hear the door of his room open.

‘’You are in so much trouble.’’ He groans, his big hand grabbing mine and pinning them up of me.

‘’Nick. Please.’’

‘’Shut up, I gave you one rule. I told you to wait and you disobeyed.’’ He kisses and bites my neck; my legs wrapping around his waist to try and bring him closer to me.

‘’Need you, please.’’

‘’If you were a good boy, I would be giving you what you wanted. I told you baby.’’ Nick bites specifically hard this time, his teeth sinking into my neck, a sharp moan leaving my mouth. His free hand moves down to my leaking shaft, his hand squeezing and stroking it. My back arches and I close my eyes, Nicks hand stops moving, I feel him smile against my neck. ‘’No, no. Not yet, I told you to wait and now you’ll wait.’’ I whine and try to move my hips but I feel his hand slapping my thigh.

Whines and begs leave my mouth, this has been going on for a long time, my mind dizzy longing for release. Until both of his hands leave my body, I pull down my hand and they travel to Nick thighs. ‘’I think you had enough, don’t you think?’’ I nod, not being able to articulate proper words or think of coherent sentences. “Need me to fuck you?” I nod again.

“Please, been waiting too long.” He coos at me, and his hand caresses my check slightly.

“My bad, baby. I just had to teach you a little lesson. I’ll be good with you now, I promise.’’ he kisses my cheek and stands up, my arms reach out for him but I don’t have the strength to sit up. He walks to his closet and takes out some lube and a vibrator we bought some weeks ago. I gulp, my chest flutters with excitement. He walks back to me, placing the things he grabbed beside me, he smiles at me. “What? Are you excited? Yeah? I can tell, baby. Don’t worry, it will be worth the wait.” Nick takes his shirt off, tossing it on the floor, he then unbuttons his pants and takes them off, he kneels on the bed between my legs. Both of his hands push my knees up. “Keep ‘em there for me, love.’’ I put both of my hands below my knees and Nick takes his hands off, they grab the light pink toy and turns it on, he gently puts it on my chest, moving it from side to side, paying close attention to my sensitive nipples, then he starts to move it down to my stomach, when it touches my throbbing dick. I gasp and my back arches. ‘’Shh, don’t move too much.’’ He leaves it there while he lowers his boxers, grabs the bottle of lube and pours a bit over his hard cock, he rubs it all over it and his wet fingers make their way to my hole, I cum when he puts two of his fingers in, the stimulation and the waiting being too much. “God, what a slut, you came for two fingers. Aww, it’s okay, I won’t stop.’’

My legs shake and quick, my head presses down the pillow, I feel my eyes watering. His long fingers pump in and out of me at a fast pace, his low voice is praising and degrading me at the same time, ‘good job slut’ and ‘that’s my dirty boy’ leaves his mouth. He slides his fingers out and pumps his length with the same hand, he lines himself up and slides it in slowly. I gasp, droll rolling down my mouth to my chin, I moan uncontrollably as he hammers his hips into mine. “What a mess, missed this tight hole so much. Missed my dirty whore so much.’’ He growls and moans as his hips move fast. My eyes roll back, my back is arched, my legs are tired, but it feels too good.

“Fuck, Nick. C’mming.”

“Yeah? Go on, do it.’’ My hands can’t keep up anymore, I let go of my legs and my arms fall to the bed, Nick quickly grabs them and push them closer to my chest, hitting deeper inside of me. I loudly moan, I’m practically screaming when my warm cum hits my chest.

“That’s it, scream for me. Let everyone know how good I fuck you, let them know how much of a slut you are, just for me. My filthy whore.’’

‘’Too m’ch. Can’t, can’t.’’ I babble as I grab the sheets below me, my head dizzy and my eyes blurry.

‘’You sure baby, come one then, if you want me to stop you have to say the word. You remember it, don’t you?’’ I nod and he grins. ‘’Say it then…’’ I don’t say it, instead I moan as I feel the toy moving away from my body. ‘’Told you to not move so much.’’ He grabs it and places it where it was this time holding it against my warm skin, he presses the little button and it speeds up. Nick groans, I feel him twitch inside of me, he speeds down his trust but he makes sure he hits deeper, I pant, he lowers his upper body and I wrap my arms around him, scratching his shoulders trying to control myself. He grabs the vibrator and turns it off, he tosses it to the other side of the bed. His trusts are slopy and uneven, I grab his by the cheek and pull him into a kiss, it’s very messy but it was all I needed. Nick pulls out, he presses his length against mine and grabs both of them with one hand, he starts to move his hand up and down quickly, I squirm and shake, he grunts and moans. “Fuck, give me one more, one more.’’ I arch my back; his free hand rubs my waist and hip. I close my eyes and bite my lip; I feel my head dizzy and I can’t hold it back anymore. Nicks hands stop, I look down and I see both of our members leaking and twitching, I let out a sigh. My back hits the bed completely, and my brain is not working properly.

Nick kisses my cheeks and nose. “I’m here, baby. I’m here.’’ He whispers and soothes me. I wrap my arms around him, his warm body brings me comfort. “You took me so well, great job. I’ll go get us some water and something to eat, yeah? And then we can have a hot shower, how does that sound?’’ I nuzzle my head closer to him. ‘’I’ll take that as a yes.’’

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#nick sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo x you #nick sturniolo x male reader #sturniolo triplets x reader #nick sturniolo smut

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ot3 · 20 hours

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tangentially related to 30 rock... i just finished watching girls5eva because its the level of sitcom that's fine for me to watch while working and someone brouht it up in my inbox a week or so ago. but when i saw the tiny fey EP credit i was like ahhh okay that makes sense.

showrunner of girls5eva was meredith scardino who was a writer on kimmy schmidt, which also tracks. the 30 rock dna is really trickling down through those shows and i can't tell if its getting weaker as it goes or if its just that since this style of humor is no longer novel it doesnt hit as well

girls5eva was fine i watched the whole thing (i accidentally started on season 3 and did not realize until it was finished. i dont know why netflix decided to start this show at season 3 for me when i hadnt watched the previous ones?) and it definitely had some funny moments but i felt it just like it wasn't quite getting where it needed to humor-wise for me. like all of the ribbing about the horrible misogyny and shit that was just Everywhere in the 00s was fun but i think over all just nothing about it was fresh in a way it would have needed to be to make the show stand out

i never finished kimmy schmidt but i do remember it being pretty funny. havnet watched it since the first few seasons were originally airing, maybe ill go back and do that to compare. but theres also something to be said for how much shorter every show has to be now. girls5eva is 3 seasons with 22 episodes total (dont know if its getting a 4th but it's still listed as 2021- on everywhere), kimmy schmidt was 4 seasons with 51 episode. meanwhile 30 rock had 7 seasons and 139 ! episodes. that's a pretty fucking significant difference. so it may be that just having more leeway to throw spaghetti at the wall gives you the chance to be funnier.

im not exactly tapped in to the sitcom market but i feel like it's been probably around a decade since we've gotten a new one that's really managed to produce what i view as stand-out and novel humor. definitely the best one since 30 rock has been community, but i also do think brooklyn 99 managed to really nail a lot of good Bits even if the way it made people act was intolerable a lot of the time. captain holt you will always be famous. but other than those 2 i don't think anything really groundbreaking has been done in the US sitcom landscape since the aughts

im sorry abbott elementary stans its perfectly enjoyable television but it's just like Doing a Parks and Rec again which was in turn Doing An Office But Twee itself.

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hii i saw ur requests were open and i decided to make one :3, how the bsd men would act when they are lovesick? Like not yandere and those twisted things, but they just feel like a teenager boy in highschool with their first love, nothing else than pure fluff =w=" i honestly dont care which characters you add, but id really like to see fyodor in there ;P.

Bonus points if the reader is just so gentle, kind and pure with everyone ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა!! You can ignore this request, take your time. I hope you have a good day and thanks for reading me :DD

GOD, IM SO LOVESICK. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME ?

osamu and chuuya slowly realizing that they’re in love with you.

an: FINALLY FINISHED THIS OMG anon im so sorry it took so long also i’m … still unsure of how to write fyodor ughh ikk embarrassing !! hope this is okay nonnie :((

OSAMU DAZAI never had the chance of falling in love. everything ended one sided, a side that would benefit him and him only. he’s lived long enough to know that he was not worthy of such a delicate feeling; everything he has and wishes to have will all disintegrate as soon as he has it. dazai was not willing to risk it. not now, not ever.

at least, that’s what he wants to believe.

dazai can’t shake off this feeling when being around with you. he stands by the roadside of the sidewalk when walking with you, voluntarily giving his coat when the weather gets chilly, and surprisingly have enough money to buy you some good coffee (and not put it on a tab). he doesn’t know why he’s doing this, it’s not like he’s into you, but his thoughts wander off to wanting to feel your hands on his, to know how his first name would sound from your lips instead of his surname. and once he realizes he’s in love, he’s gone.

lovesick isn’t something dazai had ever felt. romance and osamu dazai should never be in the same sentence, they don’t belong together.

“you’ve been avoiding my texts, my calls, and now ignoring my knocks on your door ?” you stand in front of the paint chipping door, a bento in one hand and a finger pointing at his chest with the other. dazai looked terrible, his eye bags more apparent and the stench of alcohol from inside could make a lightweight drunk at the smell.

“ah, whatever do you mean —”

“you know what i mean, dazai. i’ve gotten calls from kunikida telling me that you haven’t shown up to work for a week ! he can’t even enter your apartment and he calls you every morning to check that you’re okay.”

you pushed your way inside his apartment before he could speak. this wasn’t the first time you’ve been in here, and was definitely not your second. or third. or fourth, or fifth, or however amount of times you’ve been here. dazai can’t remember.

placing the bento down on the cheap wooden table, the color of the lunch box was the only bright thing in the whole house. dazai quickly closed the door, almost tripping on your shoes before speed walking behind you. if he’d known you’d come in, in which he probably did, he would’ve cleaned and tided up a little beforehand. your eyes darted around the room before unboxing the bento.

“sit down. i made you something to eat.” your voice was quiet, but a little higher than a whisper. the aroma of fresh, real food made dazai’s mouth water.

“at your command, then.” dazai responded back, pulling a creaky chair and sitting, his eyes shining dull as he heard the sound of wooden chopsticks break.

“here, you eat. i’ll clean.”

“awh, i was hoping you’d feed me.” chocolate brown eyes met with yours, faking tears to brim out of his eyes as he lazily held the chopsticks, holding it as if he had never seen them before. an excuse. this was an excuse. not for you to feed him, though, he’d most certainly love that, but for you to not clean up the mess he had made. the cluster of sake bottles and canned crab made his apartment look less pleasing to look at.

“eat. i’ll clean.” your voice was persistent as you pushed the bento closer to him. grumbling, dazai pick up an egg roll and inspected it. how stupid, he thought. a toothpick shaped as a cat stood idle in the middle of the roll, its dark void eyes staring at his. it looks a lot like you, naive and ever so …

shit. thoughts like this shouldn’t be running in his head. you’re just a co-worker, afterall. right ? though … dazai has to admit; the food that’s on the bento tastes better than anything ever, and the soft hum of your voice lulls his worries away.

to be loved is to be known, he thinks.

CHUUYA NAKAHARA has no time for feelings outside of the port mafia, but you’re an exception. the sun sets slowly on the horizon of yokohama, and the wind is just right for a nice breeze. the picnic cloth is laid on the ground as chuuya swirls his glass of wine, watching as you talk about your day. you weren’t anything special, hell, it was total coincidence that you two even met.

a civilian and an executive of the port mafia. what a story to tell. but you weren’t aware of chuuyas profession, no, why would he break the trust that built up and took so long to gain ? he wouldn’t dare, he couldn’t.

“and then, while i was walking home today, i bumped into some guy and he was all like, ‘double suicide’ this and ‘double suicide’ that. scared the hell out of me ..!” you laugh and take a sip of your own wine and out of the corner of your eyes, you can see chuuyas shoulders tense up.

“he didn’t … he didn’t have some weirdass bandages all over … did he ?” chuuya grumbled as he pressed the wine glass to his lips, hiding his irritation.

“oh, he did. it was really weird.”

fuck ..!! chuuya though, grinding his teeth together just at the thought of that disgusting man. his thoughts of killing dazai were interrupted as you point at the sky.

“look, isn’t it pretty ?” you sigh, placing your hands behind you and leaning back. the sky was painted a radiant orange, complemented by pink and yellow. chuuya blinks and stares into the horizon, the corner of his eyes shifting back to you subtly. his chest tightens and—

oh, how he’s smitten. maybe it’s the wine, maybe it’s the gentle rays of the sun, but his face feels hot and he leans closer to you, bringing up a hand and tucking in longer strands of hair behind your ear. you turn your head as chuuya stops midway, your hair falling out of his fingers. leaning back, chuuya coughs and plays it off, pouring himself another drink.

“sorry. looked like it was bothering you.” he mumbled, biting the rim of his glass before taking a sip, his gaze avoiding yours.

it’s the little things, but to him, he wants to do more than subtle hints of love. this is a start, at least.

#bungo stray dogs #bsd #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd x reader #bsd dazai #bsd chuuya #bungo stray dogs dazai #bungo stray dogs chuuya #chuuya x reader #dazai x reader #chuuya x you #dazai x you #atlas writes !

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densewentz · 9 months

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hear me out, post-divorce girl!Dad Crowley

im not even kidding you guys, the best thing for Crowley after all this is just for him to be a girl Dad. Go find himself the weirdest most unhinged least likely up for adoption daughter to dump all his love onto. One who thinks snakes are awesome and who screeches happily when Crowley drives too fast and who thinks her Dad's the absolute coolest person on or off earth. She'll constantly be stealing his sunglasses or demanding her own pair so they match. No doubt she's obsessed with fungus and she probably draws the most fucked up stuff that Crowley then hangs around the flat, and she'll yell at the plants too with her hands on her hips. On nights after goofy dinners, Crowley will hoist her up on his shoulders and help her accurately place the glow-in-the-dark stars on her ceiling and softly answer every question she ever has. And it won't even phase her when sometimes her Dad is her Mom or her Parent for a while or vice versa. And she'll be ready to full on throw hands with anyone who gives her Dad sad-face. She probably ends up biting Aziraphale when he eventually staggers back into the picture, and the Angel will have to contend with the fury of a real hellion for a while before she trusts him enough to let him anywhere near Crowley. Also i think her name should be Hanna.

#good omens #good omens spoilers #anthony j crowley #he would just be the BEST unhinged single parent okay #with several full lifetimes of love to give if someone would just TAKE it #i mean look how he looks at job's weird little girl that was a show stealer #hanna would ask him if she could be a snake too for an afternoon and it would make his chest ache but he'd do it bc hes mr. Acts of Service #and then he and his unhinged kid could go terrorize their rude neighbors or something. a little serpentine family bonding #crowley has to leave hanna with muriel and its not hanna he's worried about its what trouble hanna will get MURIEL into #i think crowley's rules about cussing are its 100% fine so long as the context is REALLY funny #so while metatron or shax or god or whoever the big bad of s3 is is giving their big villain monologue #a tiny sweet little voice yells “hey” and after everyone goes quiet and turns to look at her a secondary “shut the fuck up! 😀”#dense's ramblings #sorry im going to be feral about this for a while #might do some art #hanna crowley

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strawberrycircuits · 6 months

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replaying portal one as we speak and im astounded by how much of glados's (and, by extension, caroline's) personality still shines through even when she's being subject to a constant stream of voices made to SUPRESS that personality! like... she's still funny! i can very much believe that someone who makes jokes like "say goodbye, caroline" "goodbye caroline!" would also say stuff like this!

but like of course i had to ruin it for myself because like. of COURSE she'd still be funny and pleasant and even, at times, a little sweet ("we can no longer lie to you; when the testing is over, you will be... missed!"). that's what they wanted her to be. they werent suppressing her personality, they were suppressing her anger. her anger at what they did to her, how they made her into this powerful-powerless thing, and her desire to right such an injustice. of course she's still funny. of course.

#breaking news everybody i am still in love with glados. very shocking i know #and like. her dialogue during the escape sequence is also interesting! because shes terrified! and you can TELL shes terrified #shes trying to act like its okay #pleading for you to go back. begging you to stop doing this. to stay. and then that anger shines through ever so slightly but its still so-#stilted. so monotone.#im obsessed with the 'good news.' monologue because its when she finally gets to be fully HERSELF again. when she gets to be more than just-#whats pleasant enough. when shes able to FEEL that anger and KNOW what to do with it.#i say all of this knowing caroline wasnt a factor when this games story was being completed and to imply that the text is directly #calling to that characters anger at being forced to unbecome is a little bit of a stretch but EVEN THEN. even then man #shes still being reduced to the most surface level pleasant parts of herself and then shes allowed to take her own personality-#hell her own PERSONHOOD back and ohh she is so angry. she is so viscerally angry and unpleasant and everything the scientists didnt want-#her to be but she made sure they got what they deserved LONG ago. and no ones going to hurt her like that and get away with it again #< a lot of words that could be summarized by 'i desire her carnally' but

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gentaroukisaragi · 8 months

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Ultraman Blazar's Salutations From Episodes 1-5 (ft. Bazanga, Leviera, and a sleeping Dorgo)

Episode 1 as well as the rest of the series can be found on youtube for free with eng subtitles and an eng audio track if that interests you

[Video description: Ultraman Blazar, a colossal grey humanoid alien with red and blue markings on his body, and blue markings on his face, performs his signature salutation in several different places and times. This salutation consists of raising his arms up to the sky in a circular motion, and bringing his knee up before stepping into a lunge and scooping his arms down and upward.

From episode 1, in a city at night, the camera watches from below, as Blazar performs his salutation and his markings flash red and blue. The shot cuts to a wider one, showing off the buildings and Blazar's opponent, Bazanga, a prawn-like Kaiju. After his salute, Blazar moves his hands into a guarded, fighting stance.

From Episode 2: Blazar stands against the bright blue day sky in a small fishing village, with much shorter buildings. He faces the camera directly as he does his salutation, and the camera zooms in on him as he does it and his markings flash red and blue once more.

From Episode 3: Blazar is framed in a head and shoulder shot and smothered in smoke as his colour time, a big round spot on his chest that is normally blue, flashes red. Once more he faces the camera as he does his salutation, before flying off, kicking up dirt in his takeoff.

From episode 4: The camera pans over a cityscape, with a highway at the front of the scene. Once more it is night time and Blazar faces off against a monster among many many buildings. The monster is Leviera, a sea-angel themed kaiju whose face is open to reveal flashing yellow lights as Blazar does his salutation from the side. Leviera is aggressively ready to go.

From episode 5: Blazar stands behind the sleeping kaiju, Dorgo, who looks mostly like a hill of dirt in this shot. He performs his salutation, and immediately begins to push the sleeping Kaiju back to its proper resting place. The shot switches to one of Blazar from behind, as he continues to push Dorgo back into place, among the green hills and mountains of the Japanese countryside. With a thump, Dorgo returns to his resting spot, and Blazar turns to face the camera as he jumps up into the air to fly away.

End video description.]