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sgt-morgan · 2 years

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Guessing Game 🦯

Summary: You and Matt have a little inside joke, turns out you’re hella right

Warnings: AFAB and female identifying reader, Mentions of g!ns, probably blasphemy, Matt’s dangerously beautiful ass. None really, v fluffy.

A/N: This is for all you girlies still waiting for Matt to show his face in She-Hulk. I’ll fill your thirst void. We are gonna get there 2gether I swear.

Pt.2 Robin Bites Back.

Pt.3 The Test

DD Masterlist

“Jesus Christ Matt!” You exclaim, dropping crumbs all over the court documents you had been diligently going over for the past forty five minutes. When your boss (technically) and the man of your dreams walked in with the biggest bruise you’d ever seen, you honestly forgot they were there.

“Blasphemy, really? Don’t worry about it sweetheart.” he chuckled as you rushed over to check him over for more injuries, trying to calm the frantic beating of your heart from the nickname.

“If Jesus could see you, he’d take his own name in vain.” Matt huffed out a laugh at that, as you gently pressed a finger to the bruise. He hissed in pain, and you hissed back in sympathy. “Sorry, What happened?”

“I got in a really gnarly bar fight.” Matt pursed his lips and flexed his-surprisingly-muscular arm. You rolled your eyes and smacked his bicep, He gave an over exaggerated ‘ow!’ And rubbed his arm with a frown. Or so you thought, in reality, there was actually a pretty nasty knife wound there from the same asshole who got his face. He got his injuries fending off a mugging just outside Josie’s.

“Haha Murdock, no way some drunk asshole is gonna punch a blind guy, nobody is that stupid.” Matt could tell you were rolling your eyes, and he smirked.

“What, don’t think I could win a fight? Is it cause I’m blind?” He grinned wolfishly and you flopped back down in your desk chair.

“No Mathew, I’ve seen you move, I bet you take after your dad. Got some sort of illegal fight ring I should know about?” You brushed the crumbs from your papers and started to work again.

“Ah, yeah you caught me sweetheart. Got a fight ring stashed in the old Fogwell’s building. It’s like poetic Justice.” He laughs, sitting opposite you and pulling his own work from his brief case. You laugh and shake your head. God, he loved that sound.

“Yeah, alright wise guy, when are you gonna tell me the truth huh? I’ll bet you’re that man in the black mask, ah what’s his name… OH! Daredevil!” You snapped your fingers and chuckled again, not noticing Matt’s whole body go rigid in panic. He listens to your heart beat for any sighs you weren’t joking, but only found it’s normal steady pace.

“Yeah, I’m secretly a ninja for sure.” He chuckled stiffly, trying to play it off. Luckily, you were already wrapped up in your work, and didn’t even notice the slight flop sweat that ghosted over his brow.

“Alright DD, chop chop. Gotta make sure your day job still pays the bills.” You mumbled, and how right you were.

Matt kept coming to work with bruises, and you kept making jokes about them. He knew you made them because you worried, and if he could joke about it, you figured he was fine. He loved that about you, you had the ability to bring levity to any situation. He was grateful for it. What he was not grateful for, was how close those jokes sometimes hit to the truth.

“Woah! What happened this time DD? Catch that mugger?”

“Whoa there Devilman! You and Spider-Man catch a cat burglar?”

“Jeez man without fear, you’d think with skills like that they would have made you an avenger already.”

Matt laughed at every single one, but that Spider-Man one was just uncanny. Sure, it was a guy robbing a bodega, but it was close enough. You kept up the running gag, and it was honestly surprising Foggy and Karen had never heard you. One day though, you almost caught on to how right you were because his dumb friends were no good with subtlety.

You, Foggy, and Karen all happened to be in the break room one morning, when Matt stumbled in after a rough night. “Hello Daredevil, you give somebody the horns last night?” You said it with such serious nonchalance, that Karen gasped and Foggy spit his coffee across the room. Matt smacked a hand to his forehead and just pictured the cartoonish shock on his friends faces, conjuring memories of Looney Tunes and Scooby-Doo. You turned to look, and Matt made silencing motions behind your back to a wide eyed Foggy and Karen, who were gaping in horror at your joke. “Jeez guys! It was just a joke, right Matty?” You turned just as Matt stoped his wild gestures and he laughed, shrugging off his suit jacket.

“Yeah guys, what. You really think I’m Daredevil or something?” He laughed awkwardly, and Foggy and Karen caught on.

“Oh! Haha! No! Of course not!” Foggy started chuckling awkwardly, and Karen joined him.

“Yeah! Good one!” Karen giggled almost manically, but you didn’t notice, too busy obliviously cleaning up Foggy’s spit take. It was moments like these that Matt was glad that you were a bit of a social ditz.

When the shock wore off, Karen and Foggy found your little inside joke to be hysterical. They joined in on your little jokes as well, cracking off some really good ones, much to your delight.

“Jeez buddy,” you started one morning. “Have a rough evening being Justice?”

Foggy cackled and did a growly Batman voice. “I am Justice, I am vengeance, IM BATMAN!” You laughed and he grinned. Making you laugh was quickly becoming a competition in the office, and by god was he determined to win.

Karen was not to be beat either, she was getting in some real zingers herself.

“Good lord Mathew! Tell the criminals of the Kitchen to stop damaging the goods!” You grimaced at the cut on his cheek.

“You think my face is the goods?” He grinned waggling his eyebrows to an empty corner and you rolled your eyes.

“It’s not the criminals that need to take a break,” Karen scoffed, “It’s all that pent up Catholic guilt.”

You cackle and Karen grinned. You however, not to be beat in this battle of wits, got the last laugh. “You know Karen? I think you’re right! I’m honestly surprised he doesn’t piss holy water.” Matt looked like a wet cat, but Foggy and Karen had tears in their eyes.

Then of course there was the Christmas Sweater incident. “What’s that?” You asked, watching Matt stuff a red piece of clothing back into a brown paper bag.

“What’s this?” Matt tilted his head with a frown, like he always did when he was curious about something. You did what you always did when Matt did this and kissed his up turned cheek and patted it twice. “My sweater for the holiday party.”

“A sweater devil boy? for the holiday party at Josie’s?” You nodded with satisfaction. “The one we planned with Karen and Foggy not three weeks ago?”

“The very same,” Matt nodded, “Yes. We’re also playing Secret Santa. I’ve already got a gift for my pick.” He grinned.

“Good boy!” you grinned and Matt preened, “I’ve got mine as well. Now all we have to do is turn up in one piece, think you can manage Devilman?”

“Only for you.” Matt grinned and he could feel the heat of the blush rising in your cheeks, hear the way your heart rate stuttered at his flirting.

“Cheeky,” you chuckled, and set down the paperwork you copied over to Braille for him with two pats to his right hand. Your little substitute for a wink. “Keep talking like that and I’ll have to find some mistletoe.”

The fabled holiday party came, and Matt did indeed manage to get to Josie’s without a scrape. He could hear you and the other’s whispering in your booth and grinned. He got to your table and you gasped.

“Mathew Murdock, where did you find such ghastly reindeer ears!?” You cackled.

“Peter got them for me, I asked him to pick up my secret Santa gift and he brought these along with him.” He shrugged with his roguish lopsided grin that made your insides turn to jello.

“Well they’re awful, I must have a pair.” You laughed, scooting to make more room for your friend, but first he folded up his cane, and pulled off his jacket revealing his great secret. “MATHEW MEREDITH MURDOCK!” You exclaimed with uncontrollable mirth, Foggy laughed at your presumed and nonsensical middle name. “What is that!?” Pulled over his signature too-tight button up, was a red sweater with holiday trimmings that read ‘IM NOT DAREDEVIL’ in bold print. He smiled in victory as he heard the laughter from his table of friends. Could practically taste your tears of joy, heard the wheezing, and the way you all struggled to catch your breath.

“Oh god, I’m gonna pee myself.” You chortled, clinging to his arm and wiping your tears. Foggy was staring at the thing in shock, and Karen was trying (and failing) to hold back her giggles. He had beaten you all at your own game. “Mathew Murdock, I could kiss you.”

“Please do!” Matt laughed, finally plopping into the empty seat beside you. You smacked his arm and he winked.

“Oh god, let’s start drinking. I’m already exhausted and we haven’t even exchanged gifts.” You sighed with a laugh.

You all laughed, and drank, and sang Holiday tunes until midnight. You also exchanged your gifts. Mostly joke things. Matt bought Karen a ‘half cup’ mug, that was like a sawed off mug with a flat back. “So you can cut back on the caffeine!” He had chuckled. Karen bought Foggy a pack of un-clickable pens, and a rock’n’roll Santa tie. “There, now I won’t strangle you when you play with the pens in your office, no noise!” Foggy bought you a pet rock for your desk, that had little tiny devil horns and google eyes, “you needed a friend,” he grinned, “and what better friend than your very own deskdevil?” You chuckled as well, pulling out the last gift of the night and passed it to Matt, a devil shaped re-freezeable ice pack. “So you can ice your face!” Matt laughed heartily and thanked you, chuckling as you helped him run his hands over the cartoonish horns, and described the color.

When the evening came to a close, Matt left around an hour before you all did, claiming he had court documents he needed to sign and return to a client by tomorrow. Foggy and Karen nodded, and you went with it because you didn’t know the man’s work load, and frankly you were burgeoning on too drunk to care. You had another round of shots, and then the rest of you left. You parted ways with a very inebriated Karen and Foggy at the corner, and headed back to your apartment (also very inebriated). About halfway to your apartment, you got a very uneasy feeling, as if someone was following you. You knew you should have called Matt to come get you.

You kept steady down the alley way, hoping that by subtly walking faster, you’d get back into the streetlights quicker so whoever it was, if there even was someone, would let you go without a fuss. What you didn’t realize, was that when you’re as drunk as you are, subtly speeding up announced itself as a sprint. Then you felt hands jerk you back suddenly, one over your mouth and one jammed something that felt suspiciously like a gun into your back.

“Gimmie the bag and nobody gets hurt.” A voice slurs from behind you. You raise your hands and drop the bag, congratulating yourself mentally for putting your wallet in your front pocket with your phone earlier. You hope that if he takes the bag and you run fast enough, he won’t notice. Thank god it’s just one du-

“Now empty your pockets!” Well, shit. That’s no good. You should have known that shitty drunk assholes traveled in packs. That way, if shit head numero uno forgets, shithead two will inevitably pick up the slack, that’s street slime 101. “You hear me bitch? Pockets!” Shithead number two reaches for your front pocket when-

THWACK!

Oh Merry FUCKING Christmas to you, a vigilante, now shithead one is gonna be jumpy and you’re gonna bleed out in an alleyway from an overzealous trigger finger. God has a sick sense of humor after all, you bet it’s Daredevil, that would REALLY prove God to be a comedian.

“I know you don’t have a gun, let the girl go.” A blur of motion and then in all his glory, the Daredevil. (Because of fucking course.)

“H-how do you know?” Shit bag squirms and grasps you tighter. You roll your eyes, this is gonna take all night, and all you wanna do is drink another beer and imagine Matt’s ass in the new suit you helped him buy, you’re over it. You strike while he’s distracted. “I could have a g-OOF!” You stomp on sleezebag’s foot and head but him in the nose. Yikes, that shit hurt, how do these super dorks do it. Once you were released, you ran behind Daredevil and let him finish knocking the guy out. From behind though, you noticed something very strange. When he finally turned to you, you voiced your assumption.

“You got a familiar ass.” You slurred, scrunching your brow. Daredevil let out a bewildered chuckle.

“Oh? And what might a familiar ass look like?” Matt shook his head, picking your bag up from the sidewalk with a breathy chuckle. You’re drunk, surely you won’t figure it out.

“Peachy, round, hot, very uhhh-“ he nodded and put your bag back on your shoulder, cocking his head to the side with a grin. Just like- “LAWYERLY! OH MY GOD! M-“ he clapped a hand over your mouth shushing you, you squealed and pointed and flailed around.

“Sh! Yes! Baby, you called it! You were right!” He shushed frantically pulling you into the darkened alleyway again. He was stunned, you really managed to figure it out. You recognized him… by his ass. He’s never gonna let you live this down, at least, if you live through this. You locked his palm and he let go of you with a disgusted sound.

When he finally released your mouth you whisper yelled. “Oh my god!? I was right!? Holy shit! You’re! And then I’m- and god! I don’t know where your hands have been DD ew! Gross!” You made spitting noises and blew raspberries, and then went to start shouting again, he frantically shushed you long enough to get you to listen.

“Yes! You’re very clever! Let’s get you home yeah?” He nodded slowly, steering you in the direction of your apartment. He got you there in relative silence, keeping you occupied by jumping from building to building following you. You giggled when he would perch on the rooftops, laughing about him being a ‘poser’ or as ‘blind as a bat’, leading you to sing a drunken rendition of Meatloaf’s bat out of hell much to his amusement and frustration. He had honestly never been more endeared to you, you were taking this whole vigilante thing like a champ, he wondered faintly if it was the booze, but now was not the time. It was slow going, but you made it. He climbed through the window you opened once you got in, and flipped on your couch. To his shock, you plopped into his lap. “Hey there sweet pea!” He laughed, curling his arms around you. Your drunken stupor made you affectionate, he would file that away for later.

“Wow Matty! You’re a hero!” You crow, pulling his mask from his head with a flourish and plopping it on your coffee table. “You got horns and everything! We gotta talk! I know you’re really blind, cause I switched all your socks with My Little Pony socks that one time and you didn’t see,” Matt spluttered at this, but you shushed him with your fingers before he could get more details. “Also, who would go through all the trouble of learning Braille if they were lying. Psh- I wouldn’t for sure! So you gotta have like super smell, or touch, or hearing, or something! Oh Jeez! Super smell! I gotta smell like Josie’s! And that smells real bad! I’m sorry!” You tried to get up and almost fell, so Matt pulled you back onto his lap.

“I do have all those things,” he chuckled, pushing your hair from your face, brown eyes vacantly moving around the room. “But you always smell good! The gross is there, the trash cans outside your building, Josie’s, the homeless robber, but overtop of all that is your skin, and your perfume, and coffee.” He scrunched his nose adorably and you coo and stroke it with a finger.

“Oh Matty, that’s so nice!” You sniffle, “you’re really good at flipping on stuff, are you a ninja?” She gasps, whispering conspiratorially.

“No,” he whispers back, “but my dad was a boxer, and I trained with a guy called stick.” He answered all of the questions you came up with and held you in his lap, he wished that he could live in this moment forever. He wished that he could hold you like this all the time; breathing in your shampoo and talking with you about his life. It was a balm to his aching heart, and a real relief to no longer be lying to the woman he suspected more and more would be his forever.

“Wow Matty, you’re so cool.” You sighed, burrowing into his suit and coiling around him tightly. “I was right all along! You really are Daredevil! Foggy and Karen knew! They suck ass! You should have told me you big meanie, I coulda been helping! I could be your sidekick!” He nodded and chuckled as you start to nod off, muttering about Batman and Robin.

“Yeah, yeah honey, you can be my Robin.” He grinned, kissing your hair.

“Well, you told me a secret, now I gotta tell you one!” You jolted awake suddenly with urgency, and leaned into his ear. “I think you’re really hot, and I wanna kiss you all the time.” You then leaned back and put your finger over your lips tapping the back of his hand twice. “Ok! That’s all! Night Matty!”

Matt sat frozen in shock as you stood, he could feel the currents shifting, hear the soft clothing rustle against your skin as you got undressed and flopped onto your bed. Within seconds you were snoring, and Matt was beaming. He couldn’t believe it, you liked him after all, he’d see how you felt sober. The Daredevil thing is fun for now, but when you’re sober he didn’t know how true that would be.

In the morning, you awoke with a groan, your head aches and you felt like you’d been hit by a bus. Then you remembered you’r really hit boss is a vigilante, and you suddenly felt very awake. You turned your head to check the time, and saw that Matt had left you a glass of water, some Tylenol, and had recorded a voicemail on your phone, his name blinking on your screen over and over. You took the medicine and listened to it with nervous jitters, remembering the nights revelations.

“Hey sweet stuff, I left you some meds, figured you’d be pretty worn out. When you wake up, shoot me a text and we can go get some food, and I’ll fill you in on all the other stuff. If you need anything, let me know. Since you wanna kiss me all the time, you can pay me with those, I hear Daredevil loves being paid in affection. Talk to you soon, bye.”

You stood there again, shocked but grinning. Matt liked you, and now you knew it, but most importantly, you screeched into your empty apartment…

“I WAS RIGHT!”

The sequel

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aurorawritestoescape · 8 months

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A Villain’s Monologue

Pairing: serial killer!Joel Miller x f!reader

18+ DEAD DOVE!!! Heed the warnings!

Tw: dead dove, non-con, allusions to smut, mentions of SA, mentions of death, bondage, gagging, swearing

Word count: 650

A/n: if you’re sensitive to any of the warnings, do not read the fic! I don’t condone the actions of the character. It is all fictional!

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Silly girl… You really thought you’d be the one to get me? Have some balls on you; I’ll give you that. Sneakin’ into my home like that... snoopin’ around. What were you tryin’ to find, Nancy Drew? Some kind of evidence—an earring, a set of teeth?? Haha... I’d never keep anythin’ like that. I’m not dumb! Been doing it for what now? Hmm, 7 years? Haven’t been caught. Not even suspected…

Oh! A cop came over once to ask about that girl. What was her name? Melissa, Melody? Fuck it, doesn’t matter. Real pretty, gave it to her good. She was beggin’ me to fuck her. Yeah, choke me, daddy! She’d been enjoying herself, for sure. Well… until…

And that cop...See, I’m Joel fuckin’ Miller! A single dad, thanks to that bitch! A workin’ man, always charmin’, nice. I showed all my concern! No, officer, I haven’t seen her around. Yes, of course I’ll join the search party. Damn it was fun being the only one to know we’d never find her in those woods.

And you, baby. Ugh! How long have you been suspecting me? Sorry, forgot you’re gagged. I bet it’s since that night. Did you hear her scream? Right? Nod if I’m right, slut?! Yeah, that bitch was loud. It’s a pity you couldn’t just forget about it. Look the other way. Began stalking me, got so fuckin’ close! I’m the one who stalks, sweetheart.

Remember that night when I caught you in the alley behind the bar. Were you followin’ me and that chick? Did you think I was gonna…? Nah, she had similar hair to Her, but… somethin’ was off. Lost interest. But you! Fuck, you were hot. Scared shitless. Did you think I was gonna kill you? Strangle, like all of them? No. You look nothing like her. You were safe. Well…woulda been safe if you hadn’t begun your sleuthin’.

A pity, really. Been such a good playthin' for daddy. That first time. Your heart was beatin’ so fast, like a little bird’s, flutterin’ under my fingers. Felt it when I was gropin’ your tits. Hell, I love ‘em. Look at you! Tied up and helpless. Want me to play with your tits? If I just slide my dick between them like this, shhh! Sit still! I’m sure I could come just fuckin' your boobs, sweetheart. My cum on your beautiful face. Here. I’ll make you eat it all up, every drop. Shhh, stop flinchin’! Don’t be shy on me all of a sudden.

You’re such a slut. Came all over my cock in that dark alley. Your neighbour, your dad’s friend, made you moan like a filthy whore. Still can see my cock slidin’ in and out of your tight cunt. Ah, the sounds! Fuck, you were so wet. You bitches are always so wet for me.

But you just had to go and ruin all of it. Have you been snoopin’ around for a long time? Since you started comin’ here, so I’d fuck you? Began noticing it. You’d ask hella weird questions. What do you have in the basement, Joel? Where do you go after work, Joel? Haha. Cute. I thought, "Well, even if you suspect somethin’. You have nothin’ on me.” Just your pretty mouth on my dick. Haha… You give a mean blowie baby. Pity really.

Today you really pissed me off. Breakin’ in like that? What if Sarah were here?! You’d scare her to death! I should’ve dealt with you the moment I found you in my bedroom. Well… maybe it’s for the best… Should daddy play with you one last time? Your last time… yeah, I’ll bend you over that table, ruin your little hole. And don’t worry, I’ll make sure you come and soak my dick real good. Gagged, tied up—just how I like you, sluts. Promise you, you’ll enjoy your last minutes.

Thank you for reading!

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dialovers-translations · 1 year

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DIABOLIK LOVERS MORE CHARACTER SONG Vol.1 Arcadia by Sakamaki Ayato Mini Drama “Tide of Battle”

Original title: 勝敗の行方

Source: Diabolik Lovers CHARACTER SONG Vol. 1 Mini Drama

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Midorikawa Hikaru

Translator’s note: These CDs take me back because I used to translate a lot of these generic ‘Diaboy sucks your blood in a random situation’ CDs which define the earlier era of the franchise. :p There isn’t anything special about the script, but I suppose it’s still enjoyable for those who stan the character.

*Flip flip flip*

“...I lost. ーー Ugh.”

You tilt your head to the side.

“...Didn’t you hear me when I said I lost!? That should be pretty obvious since you have no cards left in your hand! ...Damnit. Why couldn’t you pull the joker? (1) You sure have some nerve to win from me, Chichinashi!”

Ayato gets up and starts walking away.

“And to think I was so kind as to play with you to kill some time...”

You tell him that there’s nothing to be so upset about.

“Haah...? I’m not mad! You really think I’d lose my temper over some stupid card game with someone like you!? Idiot! Don’t think so highly of yourself! ーー Hmph!”

You note that he looks upset.

“...Aah? Oh shut up already.”

You tell him to stop sulking.

“Haah!? Me, sulking? Don’t be spoutin’ bullcrap!”

*Rustle*

“Whatcha grabbin’ the hem of my shirt for? You’ll stretch out the fabric, let go.”

You insist that he’s being a grump.

“Yeah, I’m in a bad mood. I absolutely loathe the thought of losin’ after all.”

You promise to make it up to him.

“Hm? You want to cheer me up that badly?”

You seem determined.

“...Idiot. Don’t make such a serious face.”

He leans in close.

“There’s only one thing for you to do to accomplish said goal, no?”

*Rustle*

“Let me suck my blood. ...That’ll fix my mood. So, what do you say?”

You nod and pull down your collar.

*Rustle*

“Hehe...If only you were this obedient all the time. ...I guess you want me to suck from your neck since you pulled down your collar? You’ve really upped your begging game, huh? ...Sure, I’ll suck from here as you wish.”

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato bites you.

“Hahn...Nn...”

*Sluuuurp*

“Mmh...”

*Sluuuurp*

“...Hah.”

*Rustle*

“...Ah? No, not yet. So gimme more...Mmh...”

*Sluuuurp*

“Nn...”

*Sluuuurp*

“Hah...”

*Rustle*

“What’s with that face, huh? Why are you the one feelin’ good when this is supposed to be a way of liftin’ my spirit? Well, I guess you could say that seein’ you pull that sorta expression puts me in a good mood too.”

Ayato continues sucking your blood.

“Hahn...Mmh...”

*Sluuuurp*

“...Hah. I already feel a lot better. But I guess I haven’t quite had enough just yet.”

*Sluuuurp*

“Hahn...Nn...”

*Sluuuurp*

“...Hah.”

*Rustle*

“Hey. Don’t think you’re the shit just ‘cause you beat me at cards once. That was a dumb luck just now. You’re no match for me. I’m sure this situation should make that very clear. You have no other choice but to let me have my way with you. ...For the rest of your life. ーー Right! Next time I’m bored, I’ll toy with you instead. No way I’m ever touchin’ that stupid card game again.

You chuckle.

“...What’s so funny, huh!? I’m not frustrated or anythin’...! I just don’t like how you made such a cocky face after winnin’ against me!”

You deny his statement.

“Hell yeah you did! You were grinnin’ from one ear to another! It hella pissed me off!”

You apologize again.

“Idiot. Stop sayin’ sorry already. ...Besides, now I know that card games are a horrible way to kill time. Those sorta games are for lil’ kids. If I want to have fun...”

*Rustle*

“You’re the ultimate toy. ...Right, Chichinashi? Hehe...”

*Rustle*

“Come on. Lift your face. I’ll kiss you next. ...Didn’t you hear me earlier when I said I wasn’t satisfied yet?”

You hesitate.

“Come on, part your lips already. Mmh...”

Ayato kisses you passionately.

“...Hah. ...Hehehe. You really make the best faces. I’m in a great mood again thanks to that. Haha...Aren’t you glad? You didn’t like seeing me upset, correct? You were grabbin’ onto my shirt and actin’ all meek...I guess you were worried ‘bout putting me in a bad mood, huh? Haha...Are you really that crazy ‘bout me?”

You stubbornly shake your head.

“...Ah? You wanna claim that you don’t like me at all?”

He leans in close again.

“Like you could ever say those words. ...If anything, I wouldn’t let you spout nonsense like that. Mmh...”

*Smooch*

“Nn...”

*Smooch*

“...Hahn...Nn...”

*Smooch*

“...What’s the matter? Reached your limit already?”

he continues making out with you.

“...Hahaha. Seems like you’re no match for me after all. ...Still. Right. If there was one category in which you could beat me, it would be with how much you love me. I guess...? I wouldn’t mind admittin’ defeat in that regard. ...I mean, just look at how esctatic you are just from some kisses...Mmh...”

*Smooch*

“I know damn well...Whenever I suck your blood or kiss you, you’ve got ‘I want more’ written all over your face...I bet you’re actually aware of this as well, right? ...Hahaha. You really are somethin’ else, givin’ your feelings away so easily.”

You grow embarrassed.

“...Fine. If you admit it, I wouldn’t mind givin’ you exactly what you want.”

*Rustle*

“To your heart’s content, that is. ...Mmh.”

*Rustle*

“Aah...? What’s the problem? Would you rather have me bite you instead? Hahaha...No need to look so disappointed. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to suck your blood afterwards. I happen to like the face you make...”

*Smooch*

“...in either scenario, you see. Mmh...”

*Smooch*

“Nn...”

ーー THE END ーー

Translation notes

(1) They are playing ババ抜き or ‘baba-nuki’, which is the Japanese name for ‘Old Maid’. Both players take cards from each other’s hand in search of pairs. However, there is one card replaced by the Joker and whoever is left with it at the end, loses.

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crush-like-that · 7 months

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' haha hey i love the blood dripping from your face and the animal rage in your eyes whats your pronouns '

Mike, Lucas, and Dustin have been best friends for as long as they can remember. Like most young (dumb) kids do, they started a group youtube channel in 5th grade. They posted videos that were all ranging between 10 seconds and 2 minutes, each had one of them doing stupid shit and pretending to be a ghost and the other two trying to capture the ghost. As they got a bit older they realized that they're hometown actually is sorta Freaky with a capital F so they started doing research on it. This led them to making a tiktok account just filled with cryptid hunting videos, each with the Lowest of quality and Cheapest of tricks.

Towards the end of freshman year (9th [10th] grade) Dustin and Mike make some stupid bet which Mike inevitably loses. Blah blah blah, Mike has to go into the Creepy Scary Woods right at the edge of town and try to record the Creature people talk about all by his lonesome so he does because he's a man of his word. While in there he DOES end up finding a creepy mofo (first one he's ever really seen) and that shit almost kills him!! Dumbass trips over a root and his now lying on the ground facing up and the Creature is standing over him, scary as hell, right? WRONG! The creature looks super human close up and Mike.... reads way too many supernatural/fantasy romance novels (ao3 is a mighty fine place for him too) (he's watched supernatural). Mike, scared out of his mind and just sort of pathetic, compliments the creature's scary ass fang and blood stained mouth. Creature becomes confused, Mike freaking bolts and goes back to Lucas + Dustin.

Mike tries to continue living life as normally as he can but he's also keeping this super massive ground breaking secret to himself. He sneaks away as often as he can to go to the woods and try to find the creature. Mike also takes up hunting so he can try to lure the creature out to him. After a while the creature does in fact come to trust Mike, and Mike realizes just how strangely human this fella is. He names the creature Will and they become this really odd pair of friends.

Now, we've also got New Girl Max Mayfield. (Also known as MadMax, a popular tiktoker/youtuber with very believable ghost hunting videos.) When she first moved to the school district the boys were absolutely PISSED because Max meant competition. This is, of course, until they realized that Max had stopped uploading ghost content three months before she moved to Hawkins. Throughout the schoolyear, Max and Lucas had been sort-of-talking, not-really-dating, loyal-to-each-other-without-actual-commitment, so Max does in fact know the boys. She also knows that they're fakeasses who post shit/weird videos and, out of the three of them, Mike is the weirdest. Interestingly enough, Mike gets weirder! So Max hyperfixtes on figuring out what the hell is up and she does hella detective work!

Max follows Mike to the woods, waits for him, scares the shit out of him, then makes him tell her what's been going on! Mike really honestly does mean to keep it a secret, but Max is very oddly persuasive and, by this point in time (mid June), Mike has kept Will a secret for nearly three months! Because Mike shares his Weird story, Max shares hers

#byler #lumax #byler au #i could say #bylerween #but i put them in summer here and not halloween #but who cares it's weirdo creatures

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acaiasahi · 2 years

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✶ losers in love ; choi jiung.

synopsis. just two dumb kids using corny pick up lines because they love each other that much.

info. fluff. choi jiung x gn!reader. 519 words.

warnings. cursing, corny pickup/flirting lines, grammatical and structural errors, storyline = shit, lowercase and smaller text intended!

[ now playing . . . ] losers in love.

you hear a dreamy sigh leave jiung's lips as he watches you study. looking up from your doodle-filled notes, you find him already looking at you, sickeningly sweet smile adorning his soft features.

"do you believe in love at first sight — or should i walk by again?" he asks you, seriousness lacing within his voice, though his goofy smile tells a different story. "that was horrible, never do that again." you deadpan, laughing as his expression turn sour.

letting another giggle leave your lips, you bring the pad of your thumb to the crinkles between his brows before rubbing softly. "i'm just messing with you, you dork" you continue with a twinkle in your eyes.

his frown automatically becomes a knowing grin, his cheeks turn red at how close you two really are. "so pretty," he thinks out loud as he leans in, opting for a soft, fluttering kiss on your lips.

for a second, you feel as if you're flying. fireworks have gone off, you're basically on cloud nine as you pull away from your lover.

you gaze into each other eyes, shy smiles on display as he runs his hands through your messy hair. "it's a good thing we're at the library, because i'm definitely checking you out!" jiung says, a groan leaving the back of your throat.

"did you really need to ruin the moment?" you ask jokingly before turning away from him and back to your notebook. he laughs before leaving a tiny kiss just above your hairline.

giving him the most non-threatening look, he puts his hands up in the air, surrendering. "my bad, sweetheart" he apologizes, playfulness evident in his tone and body language as he goes to hold your hand.

happily taking it, you leave a peck on the back of his hand. "and the fact that we're in a library makes your pick-up line a hundred times worse!" you shoot back before shaking your head in disbelief at how unashamedly open jiung is when it comes to flirting with you.

all he does is shrug, "i can't let my baby know how much i love 'em?" he asks nonchalantly. another scoff leaves your mouth before you shut it completely, thinking of an even cornier rebuttal, if that were possible.

you place a hand on your heart, feigning being hurt. jiung's expression soon turns to one of confusion and worry. "w-what? are you okay?" he asks nervously, placing his hand on your shoulder.

dramatically looking up at him, "is there any chance you have an extra heart lyin' around? mine's been stolen by choi jiung!" you say seriously, throwing your head back in agony, the back of your hand touching your forehead like a damsel in distress.

a soft 'pft' rushes past his lips, rolling his eyes. "oh, stop it. i thought you were seriously hurt!" he whines. you coo at him, "i thought you liked corny pick-up lines, ji?" you say it more of a statement rather than a question.

he shakes his head, "you're lucky that i love you, y/n" you nod at this well known fact, "lucky indeed."

★ piwon taglist. @existnesia ... @seung-scrittore ... @alohajun ... @enhacolor

[ 🎧 ] jaydi's notes. kinda like this one... kinda silly goofy w the writing bc i was talking w ppl while writing this so my brain was like hella jumbled esp since i forgot to take my meds... haha lol... don't be like me!!! take ur meds!!! LOL

#p1harmony #p1harmony imagines #p1harmony drabbles #p1harmony blurbs #p1harmony fluff #p1harmony x reader #choi jiung imagines #choi jiung drabbles #choi jiung blurbs #choi jiung fluff #choi jiung x reader #jiung imagines #jiung drabbles #jiung blurbs #jiung fluff #jiung x reader

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golbrocklovely · 3 months

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bruh they probably both look so pretty going down… 🥰

imagine looking down and seeing their fluffy hair and them blue eyes looking back up… your hand in their hair… if im jealous of these girls for anything its that visual 🥰🥰 but also hella proud. take a mental photo of that ish

lmfao nah fr idk why people are hating. that tiktok was cringe but its not anything to write home about. the drama is dismal when i get to the bottom of it. it really is just pressed stans at this stage having a winge.

and like i said to xplrvibes… im disappointed. Bc ive had a long week and i needed something spicy and mindless to lose a few hrs to and i had high expectations from what i saw on twitter… 😂 like wake me up when something real goes down - aussie anon

aussie anon, nice to see you again haha

and yes i imagine they both look very… pretty… going down on girls lol

might have to write something about that sksks

but anyways…

the drama with k only gets more dumb bc of one clip from her live the other night. her friend read out a comment that said "(her friend's name) and kat", referring to the two of them, and k went "kat, that's not my name." and now fans are overreacting and saying that she was shading kat.

i would just like the pose the question of… would you like to be called your bf's ex's name? exactly. no you wouldn't. just bc she didn't say it with a smile doesn't mean she was being a bitch or shady.

i genuinely don't get this fandom most times. they complain about there being drama all the time, but then will literally lose it over stuff like this. like, YALL are the problem, you do know that right?

if you don't like k, that's fine. you do you. i'm not here telling you how you should feel. i'm just saying that the hate, from someone that doesn't give a fuck about the girl one way or the other, seems a little unjustified. but do what you want i guess. i'm sure snc love seeing yall hate their girls lmao

#ask #personal #sg ll #cb ll

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indianariesolive · 2 years

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Fanon vs Canon characters

(Contains spoilers, duh)

Percy Jackson:

fanon Percy: OH this is a pen guys!!! Lolz wtf am I doing again? 🤪Annabeth who? The love of my life is blue food. Omg I like, don't even know where my head is unless my smart gf points it out to me. 😅Haha

canon Percy: is actually smart, though self-deprecating and funny. Is immensely loyal & protective but has the presence of mind to quickly think his way out of a problem. Even Annabeth admits he is pretty intelligent; she simply likes to tease him like he's an idiot.(which he clearly isn't)

Wylan Van Eck:

fanon Wylan: Omg Jesper *blush* *stutters* 🥺*blushes again* oh gosh Kaz, nooo ahhhh I'm just a baby OR Yo get out of the way bitch, this is Kaz Brekker 2.0 & I'm gonna push you into the canal. 😠

canon Wylan: is very smart but insecure. Yet stands up for himself and his friends. Quite kind & modest yet develops confidence along the way. Super smart; His father is a dumb asshole for not recognizing the genius in him. Definitely a badass survivor but dosen't let his shitty circumstances knock the goodness out of him.

Nikolai Lantsov:

fanon Nikolai: Haha I'm so funny & handsome lolz 😝😏 lemme flirt *wink* ah darling I'm just here for the laughs. #partyanimal Narcissus 2.0

canon Nikolai: Funny, smart, charming & brave. Disguises his dangerously smart mind, fears & insecurities behind a well-constructed mask of easy-going charm & wit. Is also deeply patriotic & optimistic despite battling demons from all sides. Is a king through & through, even without a crown.

Jesper Fahey:

fanon Jesper: Shoot! *finger guns* *wink*😜😘 ohhhh Milo *ignores Wylan* my dearest, love of my life, aww. I'm not throwing out the goat. 🐐Haha I'm the dumb comic relief. I'm just here to be loud & funny & annoy Kaz hehe.*twirls guns*

canon Jesper: Friendly, brave, talented but also impulsive & reckless with gambling addiction. Suffers trauma, identity crisis & masks it with humor. Lowkey protective of his friends & hates to disappoint his loved ones. Likes to live in the moment. Looking for purpose in life.

Alina Starkov:

fanon Alina: ugh, so dumb, & whiny all the time. I have no personality guyzzz, besides going back & forth between Mal & Darkling. Meh, there's nothing else.

canon Alina: Snarky, sassy, insecure, also very brave & patriotic, bit of a hero complex, carries the burden of the Chosen One even though she dosen't want to solely to save her country. Is deeply in love with her best friend & is scared of losing him. Very powerful but dosen't let the greed for it overcome her & refuses to let go of her humane & compassionate side. Can be quite funny when she wants to.

Nico di Angelo:

fanon Nico: McDonald's for life. *angst* *gay* *angst* *angst* wow I'm depressed. Casually jokes of death all the time or just yells & swears.

canon Nico: Moody, depressed, used to a joyful kid but scarred by death of his sister. Also kinda angsty & powerful. Eventually overcomes his fears & learns to move on. Comes out as gay & learns to accept his identity, falls in love. Is also brave & loyal. Has a hidden soft side only a few know about. Is the Ghost King; radiates deadly authority. Speaks in a low & quite voice but still carries his point across.

Matthias Helvar:

fanon Matthias: I'm just a boring straight guy who's also misogynistic & homophobic.(insert Ch 40 joke) *Karen 2.0* *dumb af* Being an uptight edgy prude is the only highlight of my personality. (Insert Ch 40 joke) *rolls eyes* *simps* (yet another stupid Ch 40 joke, now laugh guys, so funny haha)

canon Matthias: Big grump with a kind heart. A tragedy in childhood made him get recruited by a hateful cult. Unlearnt the bigotry & left said cult even at the cost of being branded as a traitor by his beloved country, appears cold at first but is extremely loving & tender, hella brave & wants to do the right thing. Told a misogynistic line just once then revised his opinion & started respecting the warrior sides of Nina & Inej. The only one in the group who cared for a pregnant lady. Stoic & strong, patriotic & heroic soldier, faithful & religious, believes his country can do better. Loves Nina whole-heartedly, notices Jesper & Wylan falling in love & never harbors homophobic feelings against them.

#grishaverse #six of crows #books & libraries #pjo tumblr #bookaholic #books and reading #bookstagram

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kunikinnie · 1 year

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a bit of spoiler + mentions of suicide/suicidal thoughts (average Osamu Dazai) + im most likely not the first one to think about this but let me have my protagonist moment, okay?

okay, i was on my Ōgai brainrot, right?

and, as a person who's only at the 12th volume and at the first season, and knows way more than they should because they literally look for spoilers (I don't. i just happen to see stuff), i was thinking about that one scene where Ōgai replies to Osamu, saying that he reminds him of himself. and right after, he asks him why he wants to die so badly, right?

now .

i know that he most likely meant that Osamu reminds him of hims because he thinks they have the same way of reasoning, scheming and stuff.

but ... what if it was also because Ōgai had those thoughts, too?

okay, i perfectly know this sounds as dumb as ass, because Ōgai just doesn't seem the type and all that. but WHAT if ?????

i was just thinking.......

okay, sorry, i hope you're having a good day:)

warning: mentions of suicide

ahh sorry I just got to this now! :'))

Thank you for sharing your thoughts! Well, I'll try to share my thoughts as clearly as possible without spoiling that much.

I think it's possible Mori may have considered suicide, but I think the big difference between him and Dazai that if Mori did have those thoughts, it's not due to any particular overhanging heavy emotion.

If I'm not mistaken there's that sort of philosophy where suicide is not necessarily a sad thing - it's just an option on how you live (or cease to live?) your life. That's how I imagine he'd go about it.

What he and Dazai have similar, I think, is the thought that "life is meaningless." I genuinely believe neither truly take that to heart or anything but the consequence of that idea is, for Dazai, to disprove that and hopefully find some sort of meaning in it, regardless of how beautiful, ugly, or trivial that meaning may be, while for Mori it's just... a fact, I guess? HAHA idk that might have been a terrible explanation

Because like, him accepting and fully embodying the role of a mafia boss, the night of Yokohama, shows that he's not the soul-searching, wayward in life type. If anything, he's hella ambitious. Single-minded and determined to reach his goals.

OR he might have gone through the same "lost" phase, but his personality now shows the choices he's made to determining that "meaning" or totally disregarding that search all in all. After all, the real author Mori Ougai was considered a romanticist in terms of his literature (he had a feud with another dude who said that literature should be realistic af, so he argued that no! it can be emotional and fantastical if one wishes to - that's the beauty in art, right?) until his work eventually evolved to be more "cold" (as in very logic heavy, characters have little power or are made to follow the roles they are given, plus his homage to a lot of samurai/traditional values of the old pre-Meiji Restoration Japan).

I think I should mention that he did write a short story praising a Japanese army general's suicide (since he promised he'd do that if the emperor died as he lost him a major battle during the Sino-Japanese War, I think) since it embodied the spirit of the true samurai. (Title is The Last Testament of Okitsu Yagoemon) Natsume Souseki, on the other hand, had other thoughts... (wrote a whole novel, Kokoro).

Sorry for the info dump but given how much BSD likes to tie irl author things into its universe, I wanted to link my interpretation/thoughts on BSD Mori by using the real-life inspiration.

Sorry for the long post but I hope that makes sense!

#asks #tw suicide #spoilers #?

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shoobydoowapandscoobysnacks · 10 months

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It’s been a while since I’ve shared some thoughts, so let’s do it. Last Saturday has been on my mind for a bit now so I’d like to write about it. It was cool, my boyfriend and I went to this dive bar we went to one time before. It was cool the first time, there was this bartender that was like the perfect balance of social and a little awkward. She made a lot of convo the first time we went there and then made a really pretty free shot for us that day too. And the drinks we ordered were STRRROOONG lol. But anyways yeah we went there again after maybe a month and she was there and welcomed us in again. Me and Zach saw the tequila selection and saw it was a little minuscule but said fuck it and went for patron. She said she’d give it to us for the price of the cheaper tequila and we were already just like “oh shit that was nice” and then he was hungry so he got food and I just got a marg and he got a corona too. We then noticed she didn’t even put it on our bill so we got shots for free. Literally hella nice! We all made convo for a good amount of time. Started talking about movies and stuff we’d recommend and it was cool.

I noticed that she made my drink and got his but had these shot glasses upside down next to both me and Zach. I didn’t want to sound dumb so I didn’t say anything about it at first but then I finished my very strong marg lol and asked Zach if he knew what it meant bc I’m not as much of a bar girlie lol. He said he didn’t know and that I should ask her. So I did I was like “hey this might be a dumb question but what do the upside down shot glasses mean?” And she said “it means you guys have another drink lined up” homegirl gave us a drink for free now too be we didn’t preorder those ones. So we literally only payed for one marg and one corona. It was just super nice. I know it sounds just like a quick little thing of “wow she’s really nice I’m gonna tip her well and enjoy and move on from that night” and of course we did tip her well💅🏼💅🏼💅🏼 haha. But yeah I think the thoughts just stuck in my head

Like someone just being nice. It made me feel like I existed. Idk how to phrase this right but I feel a little nonexistent outside of my close circle. Like I don’t say any of this in a “feel bad for me” “pity me” kind of way, just more so outside people are very straight forward w me. Take like, me going to Starbucks. It’s very straight to the point, I ask if I could get something, they say yes, and I pay and we both say “have a good one” it’s never like people ask me questions. That’s another example, like take my coworkers for example. It’s actually become this running joke at work that I ask everyone a bunch of questions and get coworkers to tell me their whole lives and they don’t know literally anything about me lol. Lol I don’t ask them to snoop or anything I just like knowing background/ knowing how I should talk to them in future work situations/ also bc it makes the time go by faster. And so it’s not like I consider myself closed off, I just don’t tell people information about me unless they ask. And they don’t. And so once again I’m not asking people to. I gave all my reasons to why I ask people questions but I do recognize people don’t ask much about me. And I don’t feel down about it or anything. More so just neutral. But I will say it did feel cool that that bar tender was nice and asking Zach and I about ourselves and then gave us some freebies. It’s just not something I’m used to and just felt nice.

Another subject that’s been on my mind I think the past two months is just this weird thing that’s happening w my boyfriend. The beginning of my boyfriend and I being together, he was underweight. Was for most of his life and then he went through a bad situation that stressed him out more and led to him being even more underweight. He had a nutritionist and then maybe two months after we got together he no longer needed one bc he was eating good and at a healthy weight. Both him and I definitely gained some relationship weight and ayo I’m not hating on it. It means we’re happy. Weight fluctuates and sometimes I personally can get self conscious about it but it’s life, it’s all just fucking bags of flesh carrying our beings, but I digress. Anyways I remember him saying maybe three months ago his coworkers have been bringing up that he’s gained weight. “Has a belly now” and he was pretty light hearted about it. He said to me, “yeah I’m eating and also I’m getting close to 30, metabolism changes lol, but I think I am going to start exercising again. “Which I think, great reaction to that. I’ve never been on the other spectrum of being underweight, but I assumed at first hearing “you’ve gained some weight, you look good” to him would be nice to hear? But then that weird belly comment made me feel a way. I kept it to myself bc I’m not projecting my own insecurities onto him. But I heard it a lot more often from his coworkers. It’ll be like him and I are on the phone together and you’ll hear one coworker he hasn’t seen in a while be like “dang *bfs last name* you gained a couple lbz “ or “your face is looking fuller” and all these comments are said in this “light hearted” condescending tone. It continued to bug me tbh, bc Zach would just be like “haha you’re right” and idk it’s just weird for people to say. One instance got me really upset though, I went to chilis w him and one of his coworkers. And you could tell their work relationship is that she picks on him. But that hangout where we were maybe there hour and a half to two hours. She was ripping him to shreds about his weight. It made me actually upset. He laughed it all off and I didn’t feel comfortable commenting bc I don’t know their relationship like they both do. But it made me physically uncomfortable how much she was talking about his weight. The hangout ended and the first thing he said to me was “jesus Christ, she went in on me today” and I was like “yeaaaah…. Those were all super weird comments to make. I wasn’t a fan, I just didn’t know if you guys always talked that way w each other.” And he was like “yeah that’s the norm.”

It just it made me so mad that people are talking like that w him. It got brought up again a few days ago when he was getting through his gate while we were on the phone and one of his coworkers said “looks like you gained some happy weight” and Zach was just like “haha don’t say that “ and he left the gate and I just said everything. Why the fuck are his coworkers SO weird. He’s in the military and I know that involves being physically fit and I’m sure there’s a fair share of eating disorders in that place bc of it, it’s just really disturbing how much people have said things to him about it. Like I thought the whole commenting on weight was something our aunts and uncles did and would die out in that generation. Not continue onto people our age. I thought people knew better. Idk if he’s getting more comments bc people think they could say it bc he’s been skinny his whole life compared to someone who’s always been bigger you assume you shouldn’t say that to them. I just hate how comfortable people feel to comment on is weight. It makes me mad for him. He’s definitely not a person who gives a shit about what people say (genuinely one of the reasons why I think he was meant to be in my life, so I could be better at that) but it makes me upset people say these things to him. Like why not just be a normal person and make small talk? Why talk about the way you’re perceiving someone physically.

He’s so fucking cute and I love him so much. I just want him to be treated respectfully and I don’t want him to eventually be self conscious bc people feel entitled to making these weird and rude ass comments

Those two things have been on my mind heavy though. Just needed to blurt it out. I know it’s going into the void of tumblr but it was nice to get these thoughts out

#personal

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nyxvrse · 1 year

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I posted 4,518 times in 2022

That's 2,784 more posts than 2021!

237 posts created (5%)

4,281 posts reblogged (95%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@ambivartence

@jinniebit

@brianbangs

@chanstopher

I tagged 3,663 of my posts in 2022

Only 19% of my posts had no tags

#rissa look - 130 posts

#reblog - 125 posts

#mecore - 104 posts

#calypsohan - 96 posts

#my wife - 83 posts

#personal - 80 posts

#tomorrow x together - 62 posts

#random - 60 posts

#enhypen - 54 posts

#stray kids - 42 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#misunderstandings you know it’s okay to put yourself first right? stop sacrificing your own well-being for the sake of other people you dese

My Top Posts in 2022:

thinking about the fact that Jeonging will willingly hug or show skinship towards Felix and Felix only

37 notes - Posted February 20, 2022

Happy 2/2/22 y’all!!

219 notes - Posted February 2, 2022

everyone: excited abt pjo show being greenlit

me, un dumbass: what the fuck does that even mean

276 notes - Posted January 27, 2022

Desi!Annabeth

HUGE thanks to @stanning-reyna for motivating me to write this

shout out to @ethannku and @sapphicbeautyy for the inspiration

Notes: 1. This is probably gonna be hella canon divergent bcoz a) Rick can’t keep it canon himself b) It’s been a while since I read the books 2. A lot of the words I’ve used may have spelling errors due to me being dumb and also they may not be the words you usually see on desi posts coz I’m South Indian-

now. let’s get it.

- First and foremost, Annabeth changing her name. Her birth-name used to be ‘Ananya’ but she got sick of people always mispronouncing it or misspelling it so she decides to take on a white name

- Since Fredrick’s race is never mentioned as far as I can recall let’s say his mother is brown/Indian. Let’s take it a step further and say she was South Indian. Annabeth and Fredrick trying to bond over movies which is canon but make it Indian movies. Annabeth pointing out all the misogynistic details while Fredrick just sighs and rolls with it

- Dancer!Annabeth who tried learning bharathanatyam (haha spelling who ;-;) but cannot for the life of her sit in aramandi for too long. Then she discovers kathak.

- Indians are expected to be able to eat spicy food but somehow, this skips Annabeth (self-projecting LMAO) (i can still eat more than white ppl so stfu mom) and Percy teasing her for it

- ANNABETH AND PERCY FIGHTING OVER THE BEST INDIAN FOOD (spoiler alert: its pani puri)

- Little Annabeth drowning herself in Indian mythology and culture. Who spends time trying to learn languages. Annabeth who was learning Tamil and Hindi but had to stop bcoz she had to run away

- Annabeth with thick beautiful lashes and eyebrows, and hairy as fuck arms bcoz INDIAN features.

- Annabeth in desi clothing. Her wearing chudidhars and dupatas and lehengas and half sarees and pattu pavadais.

- Annabeth wearing bhindis/bottus. ANNABETH IN KHAJAL SOMEONE DRAW IT. Annabeth with a mukkuthi. ANNABETH WITH A MUKKUTHI AGENDA.

- Annabeth who does her own mehendi and teaches the Aphrodite kids to do it to

- Annabeth who is Hindu. Who’s favourite story is the Ramayan. Annabeth who loves loves LOVES Seetha/Sita

- Annabeth who drowns herself in Indian history to learn more about her culture.

- Annabeth who celebrates deepavali and navarathri and krishnajayanthi kuseryghfuyreghtuyrhtg

- Annabeth being obsessed with mangoes-

That’s all I have rn but I swear, I will come back for more.

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My #1 post of 2022

feeling very sapphic right now

would not mind if a girl held my hand and kissed my cheeks

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #false #oh wowwww #dk where that super long tag is from LMAO #BUT OMG THE RISSA LOOK TAG BEING USED THE MOST:(

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smurphyse · 1 year

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Ok hi I saw a couple days ago that you did that „big sister corner“ thing so I hope it’s okay that I write this ask because ordnungsgemäss a lot but I don’t have anyone to talk to and idk 🙈 so I’ve been struggling with my sexuality pretty much always and wondering whether I’m gay or bi or Asexual/-romantic or whatever. Finally I thought hm well I think I definitely like girls and Spencer Reid (literal obsession), but that’d mean I might be bi maybe ? So then I turned my tinder to girls but had my bumble still on guys (cause having both with both seemed overwhelming). I never told any of my friends that I was questioning my sexuality, but I am also mid 20s & never been with anyone so idk but new years comes around and I drunkenly tell a friend that I think I like girls, which she then tells me she does too (literally never thought that, but she’s with a guys and bi but not out ?) and I think (at that point I was black out drunk) I also told a guy friend who recently came out to me that I was „kinda gay too“ (ik wtf). I’m making this so complicated. Basically after years of not talking about this with anyone I drunkenly say stuff like that and the next day we don’t talk about it AT ALL and then you know how I was still on bumble ? Well I decide to swipe one day, not even knowing I if I even like guys and get a match and now I’ve been on two dates with this guy who I think I actually really like and I feel like a fraud? I’ve never felt like this with anyone ever and now after all of that it’s a guy ? I know rationally that it’s not a big deal but I feel so dumb now? Like i regret telling the two friends now because I think they might not take me seriously now if I tell them about him? Which is so dumb because they are both coincidentally fruity too and should get the struggle but I feel like a fraud ? And then I’m like, do you actually like this guy or do you like him and how easy it’d be if you were with a guy ? And then I’m like: did you like guys all along and you just thought you were gay because you didn’t find a good guy ? Like wtf I am so confused 😭😭

Okay, sorry for taking a week to answer this! There's a lotta text and ya girl is hella dyslexic. I LOVE big sister corner!!! <3 <3

The best advice I can really give on sexuality is it's fluid. It's ever-changing for some people. There's some who know right away, very young, what and who they like. For others, it takes time to figure it out, and for some others it kinda comes and goes with a feeling. There are times you can just like people just because you like them, and their gender doesn't matter. That's how I've always been. I've never really cared about gender, it's always about the people and how they make me feel when I'm around them that determines if I want to sleep with them or be in a relationship with them haha.

Sometimes it also takes a long time to find someone who makes you feel good when you're around them! Some people find lots of those people, and for others (like me as well) there's only a handful of people I've ever really gotten gooey with. You're not a fraud if it turns out you're straight. You're in your mid-20's and you don't have to KNOW if you are or not. To me, it doesn't matter if I ever know 100%, but I know for some people it does.

If your friends get upset or annoyed with you for having a fluid/unsure sexuality, then you don't probably want them as friends. Your real friends will support you on your journey and you should be able to talk to them about your unsurety. You can be 'kinda gay!' you can be straight. You DON'T have to know right now (or probably ever, imo). Sexuality isn't a finality, or a proverbial nail in the coffin of who you date. You might find one woman you fall in love with, and the rest of the people you love are men, or vice versa. Everyone's different in how they love and who they love.

This is my long-winded way of saying - you don't have to know right now, or ever. You can explore and wonder and try different things at your pace until you know as best as you can know. It's your sexual and romantic journey. The most important thing is going at your own pace and not pushing yourself to the point that you become scared to ever just BE with someone because you're worried about these labels

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DIABOLIK LOVERS LUNATIC PARADE WonderGOO Tokuten Drama CD “Tumult at the Lost Child Center ~Don’t be too Childish~”

Original title:「ディアヴォリック★自堕落生活～長男の憂鬱～」

Source: Diabolik Lovers Lunatic Parade WonderGOO Tokuten Drama CD

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Midorikawa Hikaru & Tatsuhisa Suzuki

Translator’s note: Honestly Ayato & Yuma are such a fun pairing because they’re both relatively ‘chill’ guys who have more of a childish side to them. Defintiely the perfect pick for a CD about a lost child center haha. It was really cute to see Yuma interact with the kids, although I never doubted his skills in that regard. He just radiates those ‘big bro’ vibes. :p Ayato on the other hand struggled a bit more, but I think he’s decent at dealing with kids too. Let’s just be grateful it wasn’t Kanato there instead or he would have set those poor children on fire lol.

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Ayato: Ahー Ahー If you have found or are looking for a lost child, then…get your ass to the damn lost child center! (1) Do you understand!?

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Ayato: Heh…Whatcha say, Chichinashi? My announcement was flawless, no?

Yuma: Ahー It was a fuckin’ disaster. Why did it sound like ya were givin’ them an order at the end!? Haah…I’m really out of luck, havin’ to do this job together with this dumbass.

Ayato: That’s my line! The kids are gonna get scared by you with your big frame and that nasty look on your face!

Yuma: Ah? No way. Just so ya know, lookin’ after some lil’ brats is a piece of cake for me. I used to do it all the time in the past after all.

Ayato: Heeh…Even if that’s true, the past is the past, right? Whether it’s lookin’ after kids or anythin’ else, I’m not losin’ to you so you better brace yourself !

Yuma: Oh come on, don’t get so damn competitive over every single thing! Ahー What a pain in the ass…

A crying girl is brought in.

*Thud*

Ayato: …Oh! A lost child was brought in right on cue! …’Kay, I’ll make her stop cryin’ so watch closely!

Yuma: Well, show us what you’ve got.

*Rustle*

Ayato: Oi, brat. Stop cryin’ right now. Those sobs and sniffles are hella loud and annoyin’.

Child: Uu…

Ayato: Hah? What am I doin’ wrong, Chichinashi? I gotta make myself clear to her, right!?

Yuma: You’re being way too serious to a kid. Haha…Ya have to be a lil’ more chill when ya talk to them.

Ayato: Haah!? What should I do then!?

You try to explain.

Ayato: I see…Her name, huh? ーー Oi, you! Teach me your name! By the way, mine’s Ayato. Remember to add ‘-sama’ to the end when you refer to me, ‘kay?

Yuma: I can’t believe he’s askin’ a kid to refer to him as ‘-sama’. Pfftー! …Lame!

Ayato: …Shut up!

Child: Uu…

Yuma: Ahー Look, she’s even more scared now ‘cause ya started shoutin’ out of nowhere.

Ayato: Keh…! Aah, what now!? I guess I should do somethin’ which will catch her attention…Oi! Teach me what works best with small human girls!

You explain.

Ayato: …Dolls!? Me…!?

Yuma: Pfft! Playin’ house with dolls. Go ahead and give it a shot! I mean, ya talked pretty big earlier so I’m sure ya can pull it off, right?

Ayato: Geh…I’ll do it! Chichinashi, you help out too!

You nod.

Ayato: Come on. I’ll play with you, so pick your doll.

*Rustle*

Ayato: Haah…? You had all these choices to pick from and you went with the creepy Witch? So, how do you want to play?

The child explains.

Ayato: Haah…!? I’m playin’ as the Princess while Chichinashi gets to be the Prince!? ーー Hold up. Why did you divide the roles like that!? Shouldn’t it be the other way ‘round!?

Yuma: Haha! Maybe the kid’s tryin’ to show her good heart by lettin’ ya be the Princess since you’ve been havin’ a hard time so far.

Ayato: Haah!?

The child asks to play.

Ayato: Haah? Ah…Right…Let’s see… (talks with a high-pitched, feminine voice) ‘Ah, I’m a cute Princess. Nice to meet you!’

*Rustle*

Yuma: Pfftーー! …Fuck…I can’t believe I have to witness this…Is this a new type of torture? Haha!

Ayato: You bastard…Shut the fuck up! Don’t watch!

*Rustle*

Ayato: …Haah? You want me to have this apple? I’m not that dumb to just eat an apple given to me by some shady-ass Witch! No thank you!

Child: Uu…

Ayato: …!?

Child: Uu…

Ayato: …Fine! I just gotta eat it, right!? …’Nom, nom, nom’ …Ah? I’m not gonna fall unconscious from the poison. That’d be hella lame!

Child: Uu…

Yuma: Ahーahー Ya never learn, do ya?

Ayato: Aah…!? Honestly, you’ve been talkin’ like you know best this whole damn time. Then you do it instead!

Yuma: Yeah, sure. Come on. Hand me the Princess doll.

*Rustle*

Yuma: …Ughー! The apple’s poison…!

*Thud*

Ayato: Haha! He’s totally into it. Lame!

Yuma: Say whatever ya want. …Oi, Sow! Don’t be spacin’ over there and kiss me already!

You seem surprised.

Yuma: You’re the Prince here, right!? Wake me up with a true lover’s kiss! …Hehe. If ya want, I don’t mind if ya kiss me directly instead of usin’ the dolls.

Ayato: Haah…!? Oi, hold up! Why would she do that!?

Yuma: …Ah!? Those without a doll should stay out of this!

Ayato: Shut up! …Ahー God! We’re done with this! Away with this crap!

Ayato sends the dolls flying into the air.

*Woosh*

Yuma: Tsk…Just how immature can ya be?

*Rustle*

Yuma: Hey, lil’ one. Why don’t we ignore that guy and draw some pictures next?

The girl nods.

Yuma: …Sure. You’re a good girl, aren’t ya? …Come on! Let’s see whoever can draw the better picture! I’ve got my hopes up high!

They grab paper and marks to draw.

*Scribble scribble*

Ayato: Oh! She’s really into this! Amazin’!

Yuma: Heh, want to join us?

Ayato: …! In your dreams! …But well, I guess if you insist, I’ll do you a favor.

Yuma: You really are a pain in the ass, aren’t you?

*Scribble scribble*

Ayato: Hm? Oi, kid. Whatcha drawin’?

She explains.

Yuma: Heeh…Your mother, huh?

Ayato: Hah! Ridiculous! I’m not gonna draw that sorta crap. Let me think…

*Scribble scribble*

Ayato: There we go! This should do!

Yuma: The fuck’s this round thing?

Ayato: It’s the takoyaki I ate the other day! It had a Western-style twist to it, so instead of seaweed flakes, it had some other green-colored thing sprinkled on top. It tasted kinda strange.

Yuma: Ya really couldn’t think of anythin’ else to draw?

Ayato: I could ask you the exact same thing! The fuck’s that supposed to be? Don’t tell me you drew some vegetables?

Yuma: Oh! Nice observation! It’s a new variant which I planted just recently. I really hope they’ll grow nice and big just like in this picture one day!

Ayato: …!? Aren’t those a little too big!? They’d easily reach above the roof of the house!

Yuma: Aah…? I bought the seeds at the Demon World so that’s the least I’d expect from them. So…What did ya draw?

You show them your drawing.

Yuma: …Ah? Are these…The fireworks at the Parade?

You nod.

Ayato: Then over here are the gondolas? …I mean, I guess you did an okay job. Not as good as my drawing though!

The door opens.

Ayato: Oh, another lost child?

The mother of the child rushes inside.

Yuma: …Oh! You’re here to pick up yer daughter? …Hey, look who’s here.

Ayato: Good for you! Go and enjoy the Parade, ‘kay?

Yuma: What’s this? Are ya feelin’ a lil’ lonely perhaps?

Ayato: Shut up! That’s not it!

Yuma: Hahaha! …Oh?

*Flip*

Yuma: What? …You’re giving this drawing to us? …Haha! Ya did a great job!

The child smiles.

Yuma: This guy with the ponytail is me, right?

She nods.

Yuma: Yeah, thanks! …So, this stick-like girl in a skirt whose lackin’ any indication of curves whatsoever must be her, right?

The child nods again.

Yuma: Hehe…Aren’t ya happy she drew such an accurate representation of ya?

You pout.

Ayato: …!? Hey, where am I then!? Show me!

*Rustle*

Ayato: …Aah? Oi. Don’t tell me this guy with the red scribbles on top of his head is supposed to be me?

The child nods again.

Ayato: My hair isn’t that much of a mess! Come on, take a better look! It’s supposed to be spiky and looks way cooler than this!

Yuma: Nah, I think she did a pretty good job. Honestly, I can barely tell the difference! Haha!

*Rustle*

Ayato: Well…I guess I’ll accept it as a souvenir. Don’t get yourself lost again, ‘kay?

Yuma: Come on, ‘Ayato-sama’, why don’t you wave her goodbye? Thank the girl for playin’ with ya!

Ayato: Haah…!? I’m the one who played with her! Idiot! …Don’t you dare show up again, ‘kay!?

The child leaves with her mother.

Yuma: Ahー That was kinda hectic. Oh well, I’m glad she was safely picked up by her parents.

Ayato: …There’s absolutely nothin’ good ‘bout it!

Yuma: …Ah?

Ayato: I didn’t get to show off what I’m capable of at all! ーー Oi, Yuma. Go and look for the next lost child.

Yuma: Haah? …No way. Why should I do that?

Ayato: Shut up! I feel like I got a feel for lookin’ after children now. So hurry up and bring in the next one!

Yuma: Listen up…It’s better if no children get lost at all, so don’t be spoutin’ bullcrap. Besides, if ya want to find one that badly, then look for them yerself!

Ayato: Haah…? And why would I do that?

Yuma: Ahー But I guess if ya were to come across one, you’d just scare and make them cry again. Just think of the disaster from earlier. Guess it’s too much to ask from ya.

Ayato: That’s not true!

Yuma: Oh? I’m not convinced.

Ayato: Shut up! I’ll show you! I’ll be back with an impressive amount of lost children, so you better be scared!

Ayato runs off.

*Thud*

Yuma: Ahー Thank god that loudmouth is finally gone. I’m kinda tired from havin’ to deal with the kid, so I guess I’ll rest up a bit. Hey, go and make some tea!

Another child is brought in.

Yuma: …Wait!? Haah!? Talk about bad timin’...Yeah, this is the lost child center. We’ll take care of the lil’ one, ‘kay?

The door opens again.

Yuma: Ah? Two in a row? …Wait, there’s two at a time?

More children are brought in.

Yuma: Again!? Ahー Their cryin’ is drivin’ me nuts…Shut up! I’ll look after y’all so come here! …Anyway, what’s Ayato up to? I’m over here drowning in lost kids so don’t tell me he’s sleepin’ on the job!?

All of the kids cry at once.

Yuma: Ah, hey! Don’t fight! …If ya can’t share and get along like good kids, I’m takin’ that ball away, do ya understand!?

The crying intensifies.

Yuma: …Aah? If you’re hungry, go to that Soー …I mean lady over there. Eat slowly so ya don’t choke, ‘kay?

The children continue crying.

Yuma: …Aah…Fuck, this is a pain…If I had known it’d get this busy, I would have rather had that fool ‘round still. …Right!

You ask Yuma what he’s going to do.

Yuma: Hehe…I had a fun idea. Keep the kids busy for a bit, ‘kay?

*Thud*

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Yuma: Ahー Ahー This is the lost child center speaking. We are looking for Sakamaki Ayato-kun, 17 years old, has red hair and a resting bitch face. We believe he might be somewhere close to the takoyaki vendor. If you spot him, please tell that idiot to come to the lost child center.

I repeat. We are looking for Sakamaki Ayato-kun, 17 years oーー

Ayato bursts into the room.

*Thud*

Ayato: You bastard…! Cut the crap!

Yuma: Oh! My announcement was very effective! Haha! So, how does it feel to get called to the lost child center at yer age?

Ayato: Everyone ‘round me started starin’ or pointin’ fingers at me while laughin’...! I nearly choked on the churros I was eatin’ on top of that! It was horrible!

Yuma: Oh? You weren’t at the takoyaki place? Damn, I spread wrong information.

Ayato: Who gives a damn ‘bout that!? Meet me outside! I’ve had enough!

Yuma: Ahー Now’s not the time to fight. Hurry up and help me take care of these brats.

Ayato: Kids? I couldn’t find any lost children thoーー

All of the kids start crying again.

Ayato: Aah…!? What’s goin’ on over here!?

Yuma: We’re actually fully booked over here. Now’s not the time to act like a big child yerself. Get to work, come on!

Ayato: Geh…!

Yuma: Oi, brats, listen up! Mr. ‘Ayato-sama’ over here is dyin’ to play with all of ya, so let him join in on the fun, ‘kay?

Ayato: Haah…!? Don’t just say whatever ya damn please!

*Rustle*

Ayato: …!? Hey! Don’t jump at me!

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: Don’t climb up my body! Let go of me…!

*Rustle rustle*

Yuma: Hah! He’s over there wavin’ his arms ‘round as if he doesn’t like it, but he’s probably enjoyin’ all of the attention. Thank god I got paired up with someone who’s on the same levels as these brats.

Ayato: Fuck…! Chichinashi, don’t be over there laughin’ with him but help me out! …Ugh! If that’s what the guy wants, then he can join me instead!

Ayato tugs Yuma close.

*Rustle*

Yuma: Haah!? …Hey, stop! Don’t pull my hair!

*Thud*

Ayato: Haha, lame! Oi, my loyal servants! Let’s beat up the bad guy!

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: …Wait!? Idiots! Can’t you tell that you’re only supposed to attack the big fella over there!

Yuma: Heh…You’re a hundred years too early to order those brats ‘round! Come on, let’s show him who’s boss!

*Thud*

Yuma: …Ack! Oi, ya lil’...! Who’s the one who punched me in the sides just now!?

Ayato: Oi, Chichinashi! Whatcha lookin’ so surprised ‘bout? You should join in as well!

You hesitate.

Yuma: Well, these kids don’t hold back, so ya better know what you’re gettin’ yerself into! …But it wouldn’t make for a bad memory of the Parade, right?

ーー THE END ーー

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