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abbyslev · 11 months

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𝑪𝑳𝑶𝑺𝑬𝑹- 𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬 𝑿 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

A/N: here’s a stupid idea i’ve had in my brain for a min and i FINALLY finished it! also don’t mind typos or anything, slightly tipsy rn. (dont drink tequila and vodka and use beer as a chaser??? EVER ???) anyway, enjoy enjoy😊👍🏼 my trip is so good currently like you guys i’ve never been so happy :(

WARNINGS: thigh riding, eating out, praise (IS THAT BAD IDFK 🤯), lots of kissing, fingering and whatever else i added in here idk i cant think rn 🤷🏻

You set your coffee down, eyebrows furrowing. “Problem?” Erwin looked up, eyes searching your stressed face.

“Yeah, uhm, just some bio homework. I really regret taking this fucking class.” You laugh, spinning your computer around to show him. His eyebrows raised, pushing your computer back to you. Levi approached you two, handing Erwin his food and placing your sandwich beside your drink. He read it over your shoulder before scoffing and sitting down next to Erwin. “Thank you.” He mumbled to Levi before kissing his hand. You scrunch your nose up, making a gagging noise. “In public is crazy.” You tease them with a smile.

“How am I supposed to figure this out?” You slap your hands on your face, dragging them down. “Your fault for choosing that class for extra credit.” Levi chuckled. “Shut up.” You roll your eyes. The three of you always met up at the library to study a lot, and today was one of those days. Unlucky for you, you were learning some pretty hard stuff, and had a hard time understanding it. It was starting to stress you out. “Just leave it for another day, email your professor and tell them to explain it better.” Erwin looked up from his computer, meeting your stressed eyes.

“Hiya, everyone! Oooh, is that stem cells and the tissue formation process?” They leaned over, taking a glance at your computer. You perk up, meeting their excited eyes. “Yeah, do you know anything about it?” You question, watching as they set all their stuff down. They pull up a chair, sitting beside you. “Now you got them riled up.” Levi scoffed. “Oh shut up.” You sigh. “This is one of my favorite topics, since there's so many theories around it and the things that actually happen, which is why it's considered one of the harder topics. I passed this section with an easy 100.” Hange smiled.

“Do you think you could help me? I can pay you!” You smile. “There's no need! I can help you anytime, you just text me the time and place.” Hange seemed fine on the outside, but on the inside they were exploding. Hange met you through Levi and Erwin. You guys lived next to each other and you hung out with Erwin and Levi a lot. Hange had some lengthy conversations with you but they never hung out with you one on one. This was a big step for them. Levi bumped Erwins elbow, eyeing you two.

“That would be great!” You pulled out your phone, allowing them to put in their number. “What do you study?” You look up at them, admiring their excited brown eyes. “Biology!” they answer with a huge smile. You two engulf yourself in a conversation, completely forgetting the time. It wasn't until Erwin lightly tapped your shoulder, showing you his phone. “Oh, thanks.” You smile.

You two pack up your stuff, following Erwin and Levi out. “They’re so cute.” Hange points at their hands. Erwin had clasped him against Levi’s, leading him towards the car. “Did you need a ride home?” Hange turned to you, smiling. “I usually ride with them, but i don't mind riding with you if it's not a bother.” You smile. “Of course not!” Hange lead you to their car. “I’ll meet you guys later!” You called towards the two. “Sounds good.” Erwin waved, but gave Levi that knowing look. Hange opened your door, smiling. A certain item caught your eye.

Hange had a frog plush sitting on their dash. “Where did you get this? Do you know what rare item you hold?” You slowly turn to them as they turn on the car. “Oh, yes. Do you know how much that cost me?” They push up their glasses before pulling off to your apartment. They played quiet music on the way back, occasionally cracking a joke or pointing something out.

They pull to a stop, unlocking the doors. “Thank you so much, I owe you lunch tomorrow! Do you just want to come over? It's gonna be crowded tomorrow.” You grab your bag and cup, turning to them. “Oh! Sure!” They nod quickly. “Sweet. Drive safe.” You close their door and wave, before walking inside. You peek out your window to see that they had only started driving off. They waited for you to get inside your apartment. You slap a hand over your mouth, screaming. You run to your bed, kicking your feet and squealing. God, you felt like you were a teenage girl with her first crush.

You always admired hange from afar. You had a math class with them last semester and you occasionally talked to them when Levi and Erwin were around, but never alone. You shook with excitement, too excited to do anything else. Hange was perfect in every way and now they were going to help you? You thanked yourself for keeping calm in front of them. You got up, heading to the shower. You had no idea how you were going to go to bed with this much excitement.

You deep cleaned your apartment, and it felt like you were overdoing everything. A knock echoed through your home. You opened the door, smiling.

Hange had many books and a bag of food in their hand. “Come on in.” You smile, moving aside. “You can sit on the dinner table.” “Thanks!” They sit down. You join the, pulling out your computer. “You didn't have to get me anything!” You shake your head as they slide a bagel towards you. “Want anything to drink?” You offer. “A water is fine!” You stood up, grabbing two bottles from the fridge. You hand them one, sitting back down.

“So, where do you want to start?” They lean over to see your computer. “Here,” You pint. “Thats where we have to start, but its hard to understand it, i cant find theories in out book so i cant understand it.” You sigh. Hange opened a book up, trying to find a section. Their eyebrows furrowed, pushing their glasses up. “Oh! Here it is. This book practically answers everything youre looking for!” Hange slides the book over.

It had been a couple hours, and neither of you could explain how you ended up like this. You typed your last paragraph as Hange was above you, arms on either side of you and chin on top of your head. You two spent hours figuring stuff out, and even getting to know eachother. You typed the last sentence bewfore leaning back into their chest, groaning.

“Finally!’ You hit submit, stretching you neck. “See? That wasnt so bad!” Hange smiled. “Not for you!” You joked. “Thanks a lot for that, in really needed it. We have about three more assignments until the final quiz, if you want to help me with those too id be down!” You turn to look at them. It took all your might to not stare at their arms. In the hours of studying, Hange had taken off their flannel, leaving them in their black tank top and sweatoants.

“Sure! You just let me know and i can help.” They smile. After cleansing up and making sure they werent forgetting anything, they said their goodbyes and went on their way.

FIVE WEEKS LATER

In the time that had passed, Hange and you had become close, inseparable you could say. The two of you did everything together. It had went from tutoring sessions to hangouts and eventually sleepovers. Erwin and Levi had caught on pretty quick, thanks to Hanges rants about you.

Levi handed Hange their food, sitting in front of them. “Levi, you have no idea how cute they are! LIke the way they caught on so quick asnd now they understand more than they could! And they got us this lego set to build, and we had pizza after! So good. And they did my hair too, doesnt it look so kuch softer?” Hange went on and on, their face turning red and eyes sparkling with excitement. Levi raised a brow, drinking his tea. “So youre in love with them?” Levi spat out. “Wha- no! Levi, that’s my friend! Nothing more.” Hange huffed, rolling their eyes.

From then on, Levi and Erwin kept an eye on you two. It was the small details that they had caught onto. You wore Hange’s favorite flannel, you always had a hair tie on your wrist if Hange ever needed one, Hange always carried your favorite chapstick and favorite gum. They started to form their own theories about you two.

Hange had woken up nervous, today was your big day! You finally had your big test on the things they had helped you study with. They knew how it had been eating you inside, but you had gotten a perfect score on all your small quizzes, so you should nail this, right? Hange sent you a long, sweet message making sure that you were prepared and that you were going to crush the test. You replied back, making Hange squeal. They invited you to dinner afterwards, at their house. You two could bake cookies and watch movies after. You accepted, saying it would ease your nerves.

Hours had passed, and Hange nervously chewed on their fingers. How long would it be until you texted them?

Suddenly, their door burst open, you running in, shaking a paper everywhere and cheering. Hange stood up from the couch, watching you with a smile. “What is it?” Hange tried to calm you down, but you couldnt stop jumping everywhere. “What is it, lemme see!” Hange grabbed your wrist, trying to get ahold of the paper. A pair of lips met Hamge’s, catching them by surprise. Hange’s eyes closed slowly, hands on either side of your face. You dropped the papers, tangling your hands through their short, soft hair. You two pulled away from the kiss, breathing in for air.

“I passed with a one hundred.” You smile. Hange’s mouth dropped, eyes meeting the paper on the floor. There it was, a big 100 in red pen. Hange turned to you, pulling you back in for another kiss. You happily kissed them back, smiling against their lips. Hange’s hands slid under your shirt, hands rubbing up and down your waist. You hold on to their arm, whimpering.

Hange pushed you against the couch softly without breaking this kiss. You push them back down, throwing your leg over them and straddling them. You pulled your shirt off, the cold air sending shivers down your spine. Hange placed a hand on your bare back, pushing your body closer. They kissed all over your chest, leaving you in a mess.

You grind your hips against their lap, lips whispering their name. “Be patient.” Hange laughed against your shoulder. “But I deserve it, no?” You pulled back, hands on their side of their face, lips ghosting over theirs. “I’ll show you what you deserve.” They pushed your head towards them, kissing the corner of your mouth down to your jaw.

“Mngh, fuck.” You unbutton their shirt, hands running up and down their soft stomach. Hange pulled off their shirt, lips busy on your neck. You dig your nails into their skin, sucking in a deep breath as they focus on that one spot.

Hange picked you up from their lap, laying you down on the couch. They straddled you, hands palming your chest. Your face scrunched up, lips trembling. Hange kissed down your stomach, eyes focused on your pretty face.

They pull down your sweatpants, pressing a wet kiss on your hip bone. “Hange, please.” You yank your pants off, your core aching for some attention. Hange traced shapes on your thighs, running their lips up and down your inner thigh. You bucked your hips foward, hands in their hair.

Hange pushed your hips down with force, nails digging into your skin. Seeing you all spread out like this, begging for them was all they could ever ask for. Their lips finally met your wet cunt. Your legs closed around their head, a loud moan leaving your lips. You covered your mouth, stomach caving with every stripe of their tongue.

Hange pulled your hand away, placing it on your chest. They squeezed your boob, before slowly trailing their hand down to your thighs. They pushed them up, giving them more access. They pushed two fingers in you, watching as your back arched, fingers trying to find a grip on something.

They started off slow, thumb playing with your clit. They rested their head on your thigh, kissing it softly. Their soft, brown eyes met yours, which fluttered with every move they made. Your cheeks were tinted pink and lips were swollen from you biting down on them.

“Such a good baby. You worked so hard.” Hange praised you, fingers starting to speed up. Your legs threatened to close at any second, but you tried with all your might to not let them. It felt as if you couldn’t control your body, you were being washed over with euphoria.

“God fucking damn, Hange!” You manage to spit out. Hange replaced their thumb with their mouth, sending you to the edge. You run your hands through their hair, legs shaking. Hange goes faster, watching as your legs close around their head once again. You arch your back, uncontrollable mewls leaving your mouth. Hange pulls out their fingers, immediately licking you up.

“Fuckfuckfuck!” You slur out, eyes shutting closed. Hange cleans you up, holding your waist down again. They come back up to you, kissing you. You messily kiss them back, body too tired to do anything else.

They sit down beside you, pulling you back into their lap. It felt like your legs were going to give out at any moment. “Hange…so tired.” You lean into their chest, kissing their neck. “One more, baby… just one more.” Hange kissed your lips. You slowly started moving your hips against their thigh, light whimpers leaving your mouth.

“That’s it, just like that.” Hange helped you, their large hands moving you back and forth. “You did so good. Im so proud of you.” Hange pressed a kiss against your forehead, down to your lips and then your jaw. You fastened your pace, ignoring the ache in your legs.

Hange looked unreal. Their hair had gotten loose from its usual updo from you messing with it, cheeks were dusted with pink and their eyes were dark and lustful. Their glasses slid off their nose slowly, lips crashing against yours

Their glasses fogged, making you giggle against their lips. Hange gripped the fat of your hips, crescent-like pink shapes marking your skin. They placed their mouth on your cheek, warm breath fawning your face. They sloppily kissed the edge of your mouth, brain too fuzzy to think of anything else.

“I love you so much.” Your hands were on either side of Hange’s face, eyes meeting theirs. Hange felt their heart swell, just a couple weeks ago they were daydreaming about you and now they had you into a moaning mess for them.

“I love you so much more.” They kissed you hard, wanting to bring you impossibly closer. “Hange, fuck.” You repeated over and over again, legs shaking and fastening your pace. “That’s it.” Hange pushed your hair back, nose against your cheek.

Your fingernails dug into their back, curse words and Hange’s name slurring out of your mouth. Hange held the back of your head, other hand on your lower back, bringing you closer. “Fuck, just like that.” They kissed your neck. You slowed down, feeling their stomach and back, eyes closed.

“Should’ve asked you for help sooner.” You said, out of breath. “Mm, I guess we just found a new stress reliever, though.” Hange laughed, kissing your lips.

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crow-the-unknown · 4 months

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ok but not enough people are intrigued and obsessed and fascinated by connor mcdavid in the way i and others on this site are. like yes, yes i could ramble on and on about his skill. he is the best player in the world. period. you can't challenge that and if you are... are you blind? potentially uhm, how do i say this lightly, not smart? etc? there's no contention there, everyone knows it. and he's fast, and whatever. but i don't care about that. that's mcdavid. that's the man that i used to be so annoyed with because no one would shut up about him even when he wasn't even playing (and that's still annoying to me tbh it just happens less now). that's the star player on a team i used to hate when the avs played them ( idk why, i just always hated playing the oilers even when i started getting a soft spot for them). but, and i've said it before, mcdavid isn't connor.

connor is the one i'm so fascinated and intrigued by. it's not his hockey iq or his speed or anything. what i'm obsessed with is that haunted aura he carries everywhere and i mean everywhere. he just seems so... out of place? like you can almost tell he doesn't quite fit in. which is a little ironic and sad for the best player in the world, isn't it? but accurate, too. he's so unique and set apart and burdened with expectations that he wouldn't be allowed to be normal even if he tried. and you can see it clear as day. everyone jokes around about him having no personality but what else is he supposed to do when he gets asked the same question a million times anymore? i'd look just as haunted and annoyed if i were him.

but here's the thing. he's not just that broken boy either. he's a bit of a goof, actually. and it still surprises me, but he is. he's a silly fucking guy. i mean he goes out there and just lights it up, every night. and then you come to find out that he was the one organizing those stupid post-game berets and the plungers and shit? like i'm sorry? you're telling me the face of the league and one of the guys known for being incredibly dry, did that? and that he's out here helping with the all-star stuff, being sweet and showing (at least in part) some of his real self to these little kids who are growing up idolizing him, and being lovey with teammates. he's slipping on the ice hugging the team made of people he loves with all the passion he can muster because god he just wants to win it here. with them. FOR them. he wants to so so bad and it hurts.

like seriously i could go on and on about this guy. about how if people would just give a shit they would see the real person he is - haunted and silly in full - behind the layers of stress about expectations so high they're unachievable, annoyance with the same stupid questions being thrown at him, and the pressure to be the perfect star. if they would just care enough to pay attention to how he smiles at leon or how he cellys or how he hugs his teammates like they're his lifeline they would see connor, not just mcdavid. they would see the love and the care that shapes those haunted eyes. maybe. just maybe.

anyway connor mcdavid is an enigma and a weirdo and i love him so so much and i'm so so fascinated by him 🫠🫶

#edmonton oilers #connor mcdavid #idk if any of this is literate but i have so many thoughts about him i cannot contain myself #he's like a scared lost little doe on the side of the freeway and i want to give him a hug and then send him out there with a knife #watching him claw his way to a cup with edmonton like a proud mother who would die for her son #it's a need. i need him to win it with leo in edm. that's my christmas wish. santa i'm begging. hockey gods im begging. anyone #GET THIS SILLY LITTLE MANIAC A STANLEY CUP OR SO HELP ME-

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sempsimps · 2 months

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lucifer x (fem)overlord reader

uhm so I've never posted anything like this before and tbh idk how its gonna go but the brain rot is too real and i need this out also i should stop writing in class oop- punctuation? never heard of her (sorry if my writing sucks :] )

tags;

NSFW

public

eating out / fingering

bites / small cuts

sexual tension obviously

just a small amount of bondage but its mild

edging if you squint

possessive if you squint (well its pretty clear)

Alastor is kinda a cock block sorry not sorry

it was the week after the extermination and i had been called to a meeting by carmilla and when she sets it we all know that its serious so i had to go and no doubt it was about the most recent events

"i don't want you to go"

ah the authority in his voice would be threatening if he wasn't my husband being the 'the big boss of hell' or whatever silly thing he likes to say but i just smiled and absentmindedly passed him off putting my purse into my skirt pocket if i was looking at him i would of seen the look of mischief in his eyes

"i don't want you to go my love, l-love?"

"uh huh..."

i wasn't paying attention to him as he did the same thing every meeting and so next thing i know i felt his claws on my shirt pulling me down to be face to face

"are you even listing!?"

i smile as i calmly raised my self back up and fixed my shirt

"yes I'm listing to you but we both know i have a reputation to uphold and Carmilla herself asked me to this so its obviously quite important"

i calmly say lucifer wasn't allowed at the meetings as he was the king and had little business in the overlord affairs and i always told him what happens anyway but he was being over protective since he learned Alastor was at these meeting but the devil looked quite disheartened at my comment which made me hurt inside but his smug smile appeared right after it

"I'm coming with you"

"luci you can-"

"they wont even know I'm there"

i looked at him sceptically but shrugged it off as he would do as he pleased oh what a showy dick he was i sighed but i walked out of the mansion before teleporting in front of the elevator up to the meeting i immediately seen Rosie and curtly bowed to her which she responded to in the same manner we both smiled and walked in together i sat to her right at the end of the table my chest right at the table as i preferred to have my arms on the surface soon i seen Alastor walk in and we waved at each other in respect and soon the meeting had started i looked around Carmilla at the head of the table talking of the recent extermination Zestial next her as well as her daughters i didn't know the overlords across of me but they seemed.... nice Velvet at the other head to my right she must be here instead of Vox because of the media fight that happened ha classic Vox always a sore loser and Rosie to my left and Alastor to hers i always admired their bond the meeting droned on for a while becoming background noise my mind wandered to my angel and thinking about what he meant no longer did i have to think as i felt a claw end gently tap my knee i leaned back slightly to see my daring husbands hand at my knee i raised my eyebrow at it face not showing much emotion 'the fuck....so that's what he meant be being here with me and not being seen too ooohh i get it aw cute'

"--- are you okay?"

"mh yeah I'm fine sorry Carmilla continue sorry"

i moved myself back to where i was feeling rather embarrassed now but not because i got called out like that even though that was awful but its the fact i now feel lucifer's hands tease me from under my skirt it was long enough as it reached my shins but it also made pretty good cover for lucifer to roam and tease with his hands i thought his intention was quite cute 'cant go one hour without me I'm flattered but seriously now? here!?' his claws lightly brush against my skin the edge grazing across my thigh leaving a feeling like a paper cut i felt his feather light touches moving closer to my core i reached down with my hand under the table to lightly move his hand away in response i had a light nip at my leg my eyes widen in slight shock at this i knew the king was quite risky when it came to this but this was a little far...... but I'm not completely complaining too much i felt his head push between my legs and i just did the same thing reaching to his face and pushing him away lightly to stop him but i felt his smile as a light kiss was placed to my skin i thought nothing of it and placed both my hands in my lap but that was a mistake i felt a light pressure on my wrists i looked down to see a golden glint around both of my wrists 'that handsome prick' i couldn't believe he would abuse his magic in this way but oh well i guess im in too deep now i felt his sly smile on me and he teased me with his tongue now licking some parts and lapping at others i could only bawl my hands trying to act normal in the meeting 'of fuck has anyone noticed this' i glanced around no one cared at all all to busy doing there own thing or listening to Carmilla, lucifer continued the secrete attack and i let him opening my thighs over so slightly and i held in a squeak of surprise when i felt the end of his claw gently move the fabric of my underwear to the side so he could move his fingers inside of me my breathing got quite heavy and my pupils dilatating as i zone out of my vision and focusing on not making a sound in front of my collages or "friends" lucifer's fingers teased my entrance only lightly slipping in to test me his other hand rubbing circle's on my skin while his head rested comfortably on my thigh enjoying the torment i was in i was so out of trying not to make a noise that when his movements twitched and halted i was back into reality and i quickly knew why as i moved my eyes over to Alastor his gaze lingered down for a split second before he spoke in that stupid radio sound

"--- my dear you all there? you seem distracted"

his voice carried a sinister lint to it sending an uncomfortable chill down my spine

"uh y yeah im alright"

carmilla looked at me and i bowed my head in apology

"sorry"

'fuck did he notice what was going on shit fuck fuck-' i was brought out of my panic nearly jumping out of my skin when i felt a particular harsh bite to my upper thigh clenching fists from the pain my eyes going blurry as i try not making any noise lucifer's possessiveness was showing through and i could feel the slow trickle of blood form from the bite lucifer eagerly lapping it up as an apology 'prick there was no cause' i understood the rivalry but my thoughts were directed to another 180 as i felt his fingers penetrate me slowly before ramping up the speed of them being cautious of the sharp ends but as i was starting to feel pleasure they left but soon replaced with his hot breath and forked tongue doing wonders the small licks driving me insane my legs slightly shaking at the contact he was relentless in eating me for all that i had i finally slipped up letting out a small quite strained sigh i felt lucifer's smile from between my legs 'that sweet sly smug fucker aaaa!' the slightest touch he gave to my clit made my thighs close around his face in shock but he just softly opened them again at this rate i wouldn't last i gave another glance around the room and seen Alastors eyes snap away from me his ear hair thingy twitching 'oh fuck he knows' i didn't have time to think as lucifer's relentless tongue kept at my body i was getting closer and closer to the edge his skilful hands tracing patterns along the bites he placed on my skin edging closer to my core coaxing my body to release my nails digging into my palms i was so close to finishing but everything stopped i freeze at Carmilla's voice

"this meeting is over thank you all for coming to listen to this matter we will meet again next week to discuse the same topic hope to see you all there"

my saviour i really didn't want to cum here of all places 'thank fuck holy shit too many close calls' just as i was about to stand up i felt how shaky my legs were all of the other overlords had already left leaving me behind with-

"my dear are you alright? let me assist you it seems your having trouble"

oh that stupid voice again filled with smugness Alastor wrapped his hand around my arm assisting me with walking out of the room

"oh Alastor you don't have to im fine really-"

"oh nonsense and i insist"

his voice got sinister quickly as he led me out of the room i held in a groan i was so close to finishing that it hurt to move so i excepted my fate as he walked us to an elevator but then my stomach dropped lucifer always waited outside for me and his not so friendly rival was basically hand in hand with me 'oh shit' the elevator moved down and i seen my husband waiting i attempted to loosen Alstors grasp but he held firm and the see through door opened to look at a more than pissed of king looking at Alastor with a death glare

"hello my love how was the meeting"

lucifer was acting as if he wasn't there he was talking through his clenched teeth still looking at Alastor as he asked the radio man let go of my arm and i awkwardly walked over to my husband and as i did i could hear him snarl lowly his hand wrapping around my waist

"cant keep your hands to yourself deer?"

"cant keep your nose out of someone's business? wouldn't want your own trick to backfire"

and with that i grabbed a hold of lucifer teleporting us back to our room before he started somthing on the street...again

i didn't really know how to end that but i hope it was okay this is my first ever fanfic that I've properly written so sorry if it sucks idfk

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#hazbin hotel fanfic #my writing #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin lucifer #lucifer x reader #first post #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #first fanfic

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rusty--rose · 7 months

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thinking about rusty rose (+ black rose by association) soooo headcanons/assorted thoughts time. mostly centered around rusty i just like her

rusty she/it (it/its is out of reclamation + for funsies) black they/she . i dont make the rules i just enforce them

rusty used to be a regular little girl and was horrifically altered into a killing machine. the only organic part of her body left is a bit of its face. if youve ever discussed her with me you know i believe this wholeheartedly despite knowing the rating of the show would definitely keep them from touching on this.

the eye thats behind a cage is like. used for receiving signals and ui and other stuff. but most importantly its pretty much whats keeping its brain going and keeping it from processing what happened to her body. because if she did itd freak out

... i wonder what would happen if someone on the crew pointed it out lol.

something something phantom pains and traumatic memories hitting so bad that she shuts down (literally or mentally? thats for you to decide) for a few days! yaaaaayyy how fun!

i think the no place crew doesnt trust her fully with the obvious exception of black rose . they kinda just let her do whatever. it doesnt process this cause shes too focused on steering the ship and keeping it functioning (at least in the time between dread leaving and the new yoke invasion, which is probably a while if were taking weird time shit into account).

speaking of that. it doesn't sleep! she does that all night! the others have shown concern for this but it insists shes fine.

ok maybe im thinking more about her fully shutting down for a few days now . what about it. i should make a separate post about this but thats not how i operate

itd probably be after blackrose finally says something. i imagine she kinda feels that something is wrong deep down but pushes it back because she doesnt understand that stuff! theyre just a pirate girl! but one day she ends up waking up in the ungodly hours of the morning and goes to check up on rusty, poking her cheek to get her attention, and it just hits. thats skin! rusty is a friend! theyve always known that, but she never really thought about the whole robot thing too hard. and they end up asking about it. it doesnt go well, see above.

sails fixes her its okay :] like its not a perfect job but shes ok . sorry that was a long tangent

anyway YAYY HAPPIER STUFF UHM. i dont think it has a good singing voice. its very flat. not that the crew cares (once they properly warm up to each other at least)

the whole crew is family to me . rusty doesnt know the concept but it makes it feel warm. she thinks somethings wrong the first time it starts feeling like that

im a supporter of the flicky NOT being her power source theory (if it ends up being that you can ignore this part) so . sometimes she lets it out. its the crews parrot :]

idk this post is getting messy. im very sleepy ill just hit post now

also i made this ↓ feel free to use it

#wisp bein silly #long post #rusty rose #rusty #←for sorting

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mageofmindfr · 8 months

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Could you analyze page of life? Thank you and have a good day!

Haha, sorry for the long wait, life happened (haha, life). Uhm. Yeah I usually think up some sort of intro to the posts but now I’m just coming up blank, so, let’s just get to it?

Anyways, what do we know about the Page class, to begin with?

Pages are a class centered around self-growth. A lot of sburb/sgrub is based on allowing the players to grow more as people, but Pages have a lot to achieve in the span of the game, and as such we barely see a glimpse of what a fully realized Page can do in the source material at all, except that they are considered one of the most powerful classes out there.

Pages generally adapt traits of their Aspect into their personality, and grow more into themselves as they do so. There’s a lot of work in being a Page, and not everyone is built for it, because you need the ability to learn to look at yourself in a non-judgemental way and think of ways to improve yourself that are feasible and not just “I want to be better”. And that’s hard to do.

As Pages need to learn more about themselves and their aspect (and sometimes just the world at large), they’re very receptive to new ideas and concepts, and can have very flexible mindsets when it comes to certain things (and yet, unfortunately, usually not themselves). Pages can be very earnest and genuine people, which can lead them to accidentally learn things harmful to both themselves and the people around them, and they have to work very hard to unlearn such things on their journey.

So Pages need to learn to embrace their aspect in order to become the best versions of themselves they can be. What about the aspect, then?

Life is… an interesting aspect, in that all the Life players we meet in homestuck are members of the Peixes family. So all Life players are very confident in themselves, at least by the time we meet them at first. And also Life as an aspect tends to push people towards leadership positions? Like, Meenah didn’t particularly want to be an important princess and ran away over that. Feferi wants to take over Alternia and make the world a better place. And Jane is also a princess kinda. Idk Jane gives me a headache in terms of what exactly she’s considered an heir of. Too many timeline intersections to decide whether her being the heir to the crocker brand (or. whatever?) has any impact on how much power she actually holds. I’m so confused about that.

Anyways. Life players like to be in charge. They know their plans and listen to their teammates. A good Life player is someone to look up to and trust with ideas and plans, and a formidable enemy should you be the opponent instead of an ally. They might not be as heartfelt as Heart players or as creative as Space players, but a Life player on your side is pretty much always a good thing? Unless they’re a thief or a destroyer class, in which case. Maybe not so much.

Life players are usually very headstrong about stuff; they know a lot about the way the universe works, not in the way space and time players do, but simply in the way where they understand how some things can have some outcomes and sometimes refuse to hear otherwise, especially if it doesn’t fit with what they already decided upon.

So, with all that (very little rambling) in mind, what would a Page of Life be like?

There’s a lot to consider in this combination, which makes it feel very volatile. I think this is a classpect where lunar sway has a lot more importance than, say, a Sylph’s or a Heart player’s situation.

A Page of Life is someone who is both very confident in their choices, while also constantly doubting their positions as leaders. But it’s not like they can just choose to relegate, because nobody else would volunteer to pick up the role otherwise. In a session where someone else has more charm or energy for leadership, the Page might simply sit tight and watch the other leader learn nothing from their mistakes, but nobody would want them as the leader, not even them. They might grow in that quiet corner enough to stand up and say enough is enough and take charge anyways, but you can never be certain.

A Page of Life can also go the exact opposite direction, and be a person who really wants to lead but has no idea how. In which case they can simply lean away every time they make a mistake. This Page would need to learn that some times you fuck up, and that’s ok, but you should learn from it and admit you’re not perfect before your team gets sick of your blaming everyone else’s plans. Listen to the other members of your group, let them voice ideas, and don’t be hasty when pointing fingers.

Either way, a Page of Life needs to learn to learn from their mistakes. That’s how people grow, even if facing your fuck ups is usually the most mortifying thing to do. The Page won’t let go of their leadership position once they have it, even if they don’t like being a leader, because nobody else would step up, or at least nobody they would trust with these people.

I think a Drospit dreaming Page of Life would be too headstrong and would need to learn to listen to others on their team, learn to let go and also understand that pointing fingers won’t help anyone. They need to learn to be proud of their position on the team, even if they make mistakes, because then the others will see you as dependable and confident, which you absolutely can be.

Alternatively, a Derse dreaming Page would lean too far into “what-if”s, would focus on all that they haven’t done rather than what they did, and there would be their downfall. Focus on the future, learn from the past, and do your best to remember that the present is still the future’s past and you can always learn more, about your team and your goal and yourself.

A grown Page of Life can be a really good leader, someone who the group trusts and depends on and comes to with ideas and problems because they know you can solve it. Don’t let the past’s mistakes take your future away from you.

Anyways, sorry for the long wait (and also sorry to everyone else sending asks and getting ignored, I promise I’m working on it. Just. Very slowly) and also sorry this is not at all edited whatsoever, I don’t have energy to make sure I don’t repeat myself too often. Just. I hope this is coherent enough for you to learn something? Maybe? Or just to have fun, if that’s what you’re looking for…

#classpect #classpect analysis #homestuck #homestuck classpect #life aspect #page class #page of life #honestly pages of life out there yall great people I'd probably want one of yalls on my sburb team

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ticklish-n-stuff · 2 years

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Just sibling things

Long story short, as I was working on the WxS hcs, I felt inspired to write ler Saki and lee Tsukasa 'cause...sibling tickles are fun! Not that I would know....LMAO i long for the day i get tickled by my sibling lolol

This is my 2nd time writing Saki so...GO EASY ON ME AKSAJSAJSSK

Anyways, I know I said I was gonna take a break but idk, I feel like I've been possessed by the spirit of writing once again. Ig I was just having a bad day the other day. Still, I'm gonna try to take things slow to not overwhelm myself.

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Tsukasa x Saki (PLATONIC)

Lee: Tsukasa

Ler: Saki

Warnings: Tickles! I'm a touch starved sibling LMAO

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After a long day of working at the Wonder stage, Tsukasa finally arrived home. Saki quickly went over to greet him, like always, but...something felt off. Tsukasa typically made quite the grand entrace whenever he arrived home, but today he was quieter than usual, and his face looked more serious.

"Tsukasa...did something happen at work?" Saki quickly asked, concern visible all over her face. Tsukasa let out a sigh at her question.

"It's just...it's nothing. I'm fine" he did his best fake smile, but Saki could easily see through him. "Well...I'll be up in my room if you need me" and with that, the troupe leader marched upstairs towards his room.

Saki didn't like seeing her big brother hold in whatever negative emotions he must be feeling. He always went out of his way to make other people smile, especially her. So now it was time to repay him and give him a taste of his own medicine!

Saki went up towards his room. Once she arrived, Tsukasa was lying face first on the bed, his face squished into his pillow.

"Uhm...Tsukasa?" Saki slowly approached her brother, taking a seat next to him. She heard a soft hum come out of him, but he didn't even bother to look up at her. Whatever must've happened must've been real bad.

"Look, I know you're upset and if you're not ready to talk about it then that's okay. But...I'm still gonna take it upon myself to cheer you up~".

Tsukasa could hear the bit of teasiness in her tone, that can't be good. Before he could even think of interjecting, Saki had already taken a front row seat on his waist. He lifted his head up to try to look at her. "Saki, what are you- MPH!!".

Tsukasa chocked on a laugh when he felt small fingers poking and prodding at his sides. He quickly burried his face into his pillow once again, this time trying to muffle his giggles.

"Hehehe! You're supposed to laugh silly, so let it all out!" she said as she teasingly walked her fingers up his sides to his ribs. Poor Tsukasa shook with laughter, still he tried his best to hold it in. Although, his sister of all people knew exactly how ticklish he was so it wasn't the smartest idea he had.

"C'moooon, laugh! It'll make you feel better!".

Tsukasa shook his head as the occassional giggle came out of him, but he still felt too stubborn to give in.

"Hmm...oh I know! Coochi coochi coo~!" Saki teased close to his ear as she playfully tickled under his arms.

"S-Saki nohoHO! AHAHAHAHAHA!" and just like that, the room was instantly filled with Tsukasa's bright and bubbly laughter. He clamped his arms down and shook his head around but his sister wouldn't budge.

"Hehe! Works everytime~ Tiiickle tickle tickle~!" she playfully teased as she kept softly scribbling at his armpits.

"PFFT! HAHAHAHAHA! STOP SAYING THAHAHAT!".

Saki could see the tips of his ears and the back of his neck getting all red, looks like the tickles were being effective! After some more playful armpit tickles, she slipped her hands out from under his arms, but she was far from done. She quickly turned around and started to playfully scribble along the back of Tsukasa's thighs and knees.

"GAH! HAHAHAHAHA! N-NAHAT THEHEHERE!" silly Tsukasa kicked his legs out as best as he could, all while drowning in his loud, obnoxious laughter.

"You're so ticklish here it's so funny hehe!" Saki mused out loud as she gave his thighs some playfull squeezed, causing Tsukasa to squeak at every one of them.

"GYAH! S-STAHAP THAHAHAT!".

Saki couldn't help but smile at hearing her brother laugh himself silly, he definitely needed it. After a few more unbearable thigh squeezes, Saki moved over to the foot of the bed and placed Tsukasa's socked feet on her lap. She wasn't evil so she gave him a break to catch his breath before continuing again.

Tsukasa took the opportunity to suck in as much air as he could, all while still giggling himself silly from the previous tickles. Saki couldn't help but giggle along with him.

"Hehehe! I hope you're having fun, I know I am!".

It was a bit hard to tell but she caught the soft nod that Tsukasa sent her way, still to busy giggling to answer properly. Saki instantly smiled, she was glad her brother was having fun!

"Okay I'm gonna start again, prepare yourself!".

Tsukasa instantly giggled at her threat, curling up his toes out of reflex. Saki giggled as she started to softly scribble along his socked soles.

"Pffft-! Ahahahahahaha! T-thahat tihihickles!!".

"Really?! Well good! That means I'm doing a good job, hehe!".

They both laughed along as she kept playfully scribbling at his feet. Suddenly, Tsukasa could feel her tugging his socks off.

"S-Saki dohohon't!".

"Don't? But you're not even moving your feet away. Looks like someone wants some tiiickly tickles~!" Saki teased as she started to playfully tickle his bare feet.

"EEK! SAKI NOHO- AHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Tsukasa quickly became lost in his laughter once again. He couldn't even think straight, the only thought in his head was how much it tickled, and how much fun he was having!

"Aww, coochi coochi coo! Tiiiickle tickle tickle!".

"OHOHO MY GOHOD! SHUT UHUHUP!".

Saki laughed at all the flustered noises her brother was making, he was always so fun to tickle!

"But I haven't even tickled your toes yet!".

"Y-you better not- SAKI NOHOHO!!" Tsukasa screamed bloody murder when he felt her nails softly scribbling away at the base of his toes. He flopped around like a fish out of water, surprisingly, he didn't move his feet from her lap. Clearly he was enjoying himself!

"Such ticklish toes you have, hehe~!" she kept softly tickling them all over and in between them. Poor Tsukasa was too busy laughing to even feel flustered by her teasing, that's how ticklish he was.

After keeping up with the toe tickles, Tsukasa's laughter started to get silent...and more wheezy, it was pretty funny. But Saki didn't want to kill him so she slowed her fingers to a stop, giving him a well deserved rest.

"Ahaha...t-thahat was fun-" still feeling too loopy from all the tickles, Tsukasa spoke without realizing what he had said. His face instantly flushed once the realization hit, letting out a flustered groan and burrying his face into his hands.

"Aww! I'm glad you had fun!" cheered out Saki as she playfully bounced on top of him.

Even if Tsukasa had a hard time expressing his negative emotions, he knew he could always count on his sister to cheer him up!

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Y'know what would be fun to write? A Saki x Tsukasa x Toya fic! Since he's practically the 3rd Tenma sibling at this point lolol

So like...if anyone wants to request that...just saying 👀

#project sekai #colorful stage #tickle #colorful stage tickle #project sekai tickle #fic #tickle fic #colorful stage tickle fic #project sekai tickle fic #saki tenma #tsukasa tenma #lee!tsukasa #ler!saki #sibling fluff

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mementoasts · 1 year

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Oohh, you watched kaguya sama? That show is great, probably the only romance anime I'm looking forward to. There's actually a movie that was released, also the op for it is great as usual.

I know you said that binging it sucked out your energy to do masadai stuff, but for me, ngl that revived my love and imagination for the ship idk why. My brain have found a connection and I can't comprehend it. It's basically saying it connected the dots even if there's nothing I can see that will be connected logically, like "brain where???".

The Kaguya sama openings have held me in chokehold. I love the songs itself but it was crazy how I was able to connect each opening of kaguya sama for some reason to Daigo ships. Whether it is because of the visuals, the lyrics or vibe of the openings that possessed me to have a vision in my mind . Basically, Op 1 (Love Dramatic) is for RyuDai, op 2 (Daddy Daddy Do!) Is for ShinaDai, op 3 (GIRI GIRI) is for MineDai, and lastly the op 4 (Love is Show) is for MasaDai.

Anyways, this is already too long. I can probably explain my thought process on how I came to this conclusion that each opening of kaguya sama can be connected to these Daigo ships, but as I said this is already too long so... uhm... have a good or atleast day or night, I'm now going to sleep. 💙💙💙

P.s. I love your art, it's always a joy seeing them.

i just watched the movie yesterday! :D i was so surprised to see it was released online like, RIGHT after i finished season 3. it melted my heart and made me SO excited for whatever happens next… (though i may end up reading the manga because GOSH i want more!!)

i can definitely see your vision about the OPs 👀👀 literally the other night when i first heard giri giri & looked up the lyrics, i was like "hmm… minedai......" but i hadn't even thought about the others! now that i am, love is show is kinda making me think of pre-breakup masadai lmao (but also now i'm suddenly picturing daigo and aoki wearing fancy suits and dancing together aaaaaa). love dramatic for ryudai is driving me the most insane right now though because WOW does it fit

honestly anon you can send me a whole essay if you'd like, i would LOVE to read your thoughts too :3 but for now, i hope you have a good sleep! 💙🖤💙🖤💙

(and awawawww thank you so much! ^^)

#kaguya sama masadai au would be funny... i think there's room for that to work.... stir them in a pot together.......#they're both into each other but neither of them will confess sdfghjhgfd they're too stubborn #masato wants to make daigo confess first but also daigo doesn't want to give him the satisfaction of being confessed to. they are Annoying #ichiban is chika idk #anonymous #the void has no tag for asks

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rileys-castle · 2 years

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hii um idk if this is okay to ask, but do you have any advice about getting over the fear and embarrassment of regressing? With others it's fine, it's just me personally. I have a hard time letting myself slip and trying to force myself out of it when it happens involuntarily. I really do like it, but I just feel so ashamed. And I asked my bf of he could be my cg and he said yea, but everytime I'm little around him he seems annoyed or not knowing what to do. I have no one to take care of me when I regress and I just feel like such a burden and that I don't deserve it, and that I'm gross (again this is only towards myself personally, no one else). The only thing I do when I regress is read fanfics about ppl regressing or watch videos about ppl regressing. I get so scared to watch kids shows or color or get my paci out and I don't even know why im having this issue. Anyways,, uh,, help? Advice? /nfta /lh

i've never given advice on this before, but i'll try for you! i'll address it in a bullet point list since thats easier for me! (also i have no idea what that first tone tag means! i am new to tone tags)

Letting yourself be little IS hard, so i don't blame you! i suggest setting up a safe space for regressing, like a specific room of your house if you live with others! your bedroom is the most obvious place, but it can be anywhere you feel the most comfortable!

I personally only regress in the safety of my own room, with my door locked! (my family forgets to knock sometimes and it'd be kinda weird if they came in while i had my paci, yknow?)

I completely understand that feeling of shame, i really do. but if it makes you happy and isn't hurting anyone, then there ISNT any shame in it! you deserve to feel happy and comfortable!

im sure your boyfriend is a lovely person, but not everyone is really... cut out to be a CG? not to say he wouldn't be capable, its simply not for everyone! there's a chance he said yes to make you happy, but isn't super sure on how to look after you. and thats okay!

regardless of how he feels about it, it does NOT mean you are annoying OR a burden. its tough, but you gotta remind yourself that you're allowed to regress, and to be happy!

in the case of him not really being fit to be a CG, uhm.. i don't have a lot of advice there. there IS a whole community of lovely people here on tumblr! there's always a chance you might find and connect with someone enough for them to look after you! just be careful!

as for what you do WHILE regressed, thats up to you! i know a biiiig part of the "aesthetic" or "look" of agere is coloring books, paci's, etc, but you can do literally whatever makes you happy! again, having a lock on your door or something might make you a bit more comfortable to pull out things like coloring books, but thats up to you also!

my final thought is that you DO deserve to regress if thats what you want to do! its like eating or sleeping- you dont have to earn it.

sorry this is so long!! again ive never given advice on this before but you're free to send me more asks or dm me for anything!

#this is so long sorry aaaa #asks #advice

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yeraskier · 2 years

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the one where jaskier is drunk (taken from this prompt list, for @clementinecrane)

“You’re pretty.”

He feels himself blush. He ignores it.

“You’re drunk,” Geralt grunts.

“Mmm, true,” Jaskier slurs as his head tips forward, “but that doesn’t mean you aren’t pretty. Because you are.”

Geralt rolls his eyes and pulls the bard from the chair he had been seated on. “Come on, let’s get you to bed.”

“Yes!” The bard claps his hand once before pointing towards the stairs and exclaiming, “take me to bed, G’ralt!”

Geralt releases an exasperated sigh as Jaskier leans his full weight against him. It’s fine, really, he can carry the extra weight. What isn’t fine is the fact that his cheek is suddenly being poked at by a very pesky finger.

“You have such… lovely features. Nicely defined jaw, pretty plump lips, very expressive eyebrows,” Jaskier lists off, index finger dragging over every attribute he names, “and don’t even get me started on your eyes.”

It’s easy to ignore the feeling sneaking up on him when Jaskier nearly pokes one of out his eyes out.

The witcher growls warningly as he snatches Jaskier’s hand away.

The younger man laughs, “oh, Geralt. All bark and no bite.”

“Want to test that, bard?”

“Want to test that, bard?” Jaskier mimics using his Geralt Voice™.

Geralt has half the mind to let the bard trip and fall on his ass right here. Despite the temptation, he doesn’t.

“You’re so pretty,” the bard sighs. It comes off a little sad.

“So you’ve said.”

“And I’ll say it again. So pretty. So so pr—”

“You really never stop talking,” Geralt observes, and it was meant to be an insult but it came off a little… fond.

Jaskier goes on as if Geralt had said nothing at all, “the prettiest hair and the prettiest eyes. Why are you allowed to look so pretty? It hurts to look at you sometimes.”

“So stop looking.”

Jaskier gasps, clutching at his chest as if all the air has been knocked from his lungs. “Now why would I ever want to do that?”

Dramatic idiot, Geralt reminds himself even as he feels another layer peeling away. The universe is testing him, mocking him and his emotions.

Getting the door open proves to be a challenge with Jaskier draped over him but Geralt makes it work. He even manages to remove the bard’s jacket and boots, all while the man in question continues to wax poetry about Geralt’s never-ending prettiness.

“Pretty even when you’re covered in monster guts,” Jaskier giggles, “pretty even when you’re grumpy. Prettiest when you take care of Ciri. You smile. You have such a pretty smile. You should smile more.”

Ignore it. Ignore it.

He gets Jaskier situated in bed, making sure the pillow is properly fluffed before pulling the covers over the bard.

“So pretty all the time. Wanna be pretty for you, too.” Jaskier mumbles sleepily, eyes hardly open.

Ignore it. It doesn’t mean anything.

“Go to sleep, little lark.” Geralt whispers, combing a loose strand of hair away from Jaskier’s face.

Jaskier snuggles deeper into the blanket, eyes fully shut now as his head lulls to the side.

There’s a hint of a smile on his face, a flash of a thing. “My pretty witcher,” he murmurs.

And that one... he simply can’t ignore, not with the accompanying warmth that spreads through his limbs at the words.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s real or not. It doesn’t matter that Jaskier would never say this while sober.

Geralt can hold onto this, can’t he? He can have this, even if he can’t have anything else.

My pretty witcher. Jaskier’s witcher.

His.

#this took a slightly angsty turn while i attempted to rewrite it......#uhm? anyway idk how that always happens to me but whatever #its about time geralt is the one whos weak and wanting #and as a matter of fact! i might write more about it #jaskier #geralt of rivia #the witcher #geraskier #also im doing all requests like this now because i like this format #so i shall make all of my things in it yes yes #my writing

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kageyuji · 4 years

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How the pretty setter squad kisses

-> warnings ; kissing, making out

-> includes ; oikawa, kageyama, kenma, suga, and akaashi

a/n ; idk which group i want to do next! i was thinking about aces or liberos, but who would you guys want?

oikawa —

i feel like oikawa is the most experienced out of all of them, i just think he’s been in more half-relationships than the others

the first kiss probably happens at a very light hearted time; the two of you were somewhere just relaxing, laughing at some dumb joke or story he’d said when he suddenly asks if he can kiss you

you’d smile and say yes, he’d smile too and lean in

he’s very gentle and his lips are softer than you’d expected

his hands rest on the sides of you neck with his thumb on your jawline, pulling you just a little bit closer to him

you feel him smiling against your lips and then pull away, leaving you flustered although he seemed relatively calm about what had just happened

he’s probably the calmest out of everyone

not in a way that he didn’t care about this kiss, because he definitely did care, i just think he’s had a lot more first kisses

he isn’t very consistent with his kisses; sometimes slow and soft, other times rough and passionate

sometimes he rests his forehead on yours and just kind of. sits there

he finds it very calming, or so he says (we all know it’s because he lowkey wants you to kiss him again)

he also likes to gently kiss the tips of your fingers whenever you’re cuddling, he finds it very sweet??

also, i feel like he’s the type to give you sleepy kisses

like he’s half asleep, you both had long days, he just leans in and very lazily gives you something that’s more than a peck but not quite a kiss

makeout sessions are,,,,interesting to say the least

he’s very handsy and flirty, and he loves to be marked up

he would gladly show off any hickeys he earned (yes, earned)

he’s very passionate when it comes to making out w you <///////3

he likes you in his lap whenever you’re making out, his hands on your back with your arms preferably thrown over his shoulders

he watches makeout tutorials don’t @ me ABSJDBF

he also holds his hand on the small of your back so he can hold you against him, you don’t really notice it until you go to move away from him

but he’s holding you the entire time you’re making out

kageyama —

you’re going to have to initiate the first kiss; he doesn’t quite know how to ask so he waits for you

but also, it takes him a while to trust you enough to let his walls down a little bit

it’s not a person thing, he just isn’t one to rush into something, even if he’s known you for a while

which is why it took a long while for you to make the first move

you leaned in slowly, making sure he didn’t pull back

“can i...?” you asked

he looked awkward and even a little nervous, but he nodded

with that, you closed the distance between you two

he is a little confused as to what to do with his hands, does he hold your hand? does he hold your face? it feels awkward to have them at his sides but can he touch you?

when you put your hand on the side of his face, he freezes up at first but then leans into your touch

he’s also probably the first to pull back

it’s not that he wants to, his brain is just a fried mess of trying to figure out if he’s a good kisser, if he did it right, was he awkward? how long is a kiss supposed to last?

of course, you know absolutely none of this because he’s not that great at expressing his emotions

he has an expression on his face that’s something like panic

he has so many thoughts. he’s running through it in his mind again. he’s screaming internally

on the outside he’s still doing the 😧😳 face

after the first kiss, they go a little bit smoother but not really

it takes him a while for the kisses to get less awkward

also he’s much more a fan of quick pecks than full on kissing

however, makeout sessions are bound to happen at some point

he’s hella awkward about it at first, he’s literally never made out with anyone before

again, he doesn’t quite know what to do with his hands in the beginning

eventually he figures it out and things go a lot more smoothly, but he’s still slightly hesitant

i feel like he wants you to set the pace, at least to begin with; he doesn’t want to seem too controlling or too pushy

but once he figures out what you like he can takeover if you want him to

kenma —

i feel like with kenma, you’d have to make the move to initiate the first kiss

it’s not that it’d be impossible for him too, he just isn’t that big on kissing, he’d rather cuddle or something

so finding an opportunity to kiss you just isn’t on his mind

that’s not to say if the perfect opportunity arose he wouldn’t though

i feel like the two of you would have been snuggling, you perched beside him while he was playing on his switch

and you would have had to pec his cheek to get his attention, when he turned to you he looked a little confused

but you couldn’t help but notice how close your faces were together

“can i kissed you?” you asked him, and watched a soft smile pull at his lips

“mhm,” he answered

you leaned and pressed your lips against his, him kissing you back

he isn’t very touchy, it’s just a soft, feather-light touch on your side

also, if you kiss him while he’s holding something in his hands or he’s got his hands in his pockets, he most likely isn’t going to set the object down and take his hands out of his pockets

so it can get awkward with touching but only if you think about it too much VAHDFBNF

he honestly isn’t that big on kissing, he will sleepy nuzzle into you though? or give you a quick peck before he leaves

or he also like holding your hand, but not in like an actual way. he’ll like,,,want your arm thrown lazily over his arm or something

makeout sessions with kenma are,,,,something else, i suppose

it’s not that kenma doesn’t care about the relationship, he just isn’t a very passionate lover WHSUDBFN

so makeout sessions w him are not only rare, they’re rather sloppy

they aren’t consistent, either

sometimes he’ll want hickeys, other times not.

sometimes he wants you on his lap, his hands holding you somewhere

while other times he genuinely couldn’t care how you’re sitting

he’s usually still very gentle, but he’s pretty versatile about it so whatever you ask he’ll probably do

suga —

uhm. i’m so bad at writing suga anyway so uh basically

i feel like he’s not the type that like,,,ask you out of no where

the first time, you’ll definitely see it coming before he asks if he can kiss you

he’s smiling the entire time he asks, and even if you say no to him the smile never drops from his face

if you do say yes, he lets out something like a chuckle and leans in to kiss you

he is no way a rough kisser, he’s very soft and gentle

he has one hand on the side of your face and the other is on your waist

the first kiss is probably short, but when he breaks away from you he’s still just inches away from you face and his hand is still resting lightly on your cheek

so if you lean again by no means is he going to stop you

he’s pretty calm about it, i’m not saying he’s smooth by any means AHSJFJNF but he’s probably the most calm out of all of the setters

he’s used to initiating kisses i think, but he actually kind of loves it whenever you try to move first

the first kiss actually wasn’t so awkward, but it slowly becomes less and less so the further into the relationship

sugas the type to pepper light kisses all over your face

but i also feel like his kisses get a lot more lazy the further into the relationship? not in a bad way, but he’s the type to give you sleepy, half-kisses

suga is v sweet w his makeout sessions!! he always asks before giving hickeys, he’s very gentle about moving you or adjusting if any awkward situations happen

he’s probably the most verbal? he asks a lot of questions

he starts off very soft and gentle, but based on how into it you get the more he’ll adjust to what you want

hickeys are kinda. eh, i suppose. he’s a-okay giving them, but unless you ask or want to he isn’t gonna ask for hickeys on himself

akaashi —

who makes the first move is kind of 50/50, akaashi has a lot of anxiety but also he isn’t afraid to speak his mind

he’s also very intuitive so i feel like he’d be able to tell whenever you were ready, and if you were too afraid to say something he’d definitely make the first move

i also feel like akaashi is probably the sweetest out of all of the boys when it comes to asking you

he’ll grab you hand, looking you right in the eyes and asking you straight forward if he can

whenever you say yes, he’ll smile and lean in of course

he’s a bit rougher with his kisses than you’d originally expected, his hand under your chin in order to pull him closer to you

he’s got to be holding you in some way; wether it’s a hand on your waist or just him holding your hand

he’s probably the first to pull away - his kisses are kind of short compared to the others’

he’ll probably pull away from you a little, although not all the way. your faces are still close, but not too close

he’s smiling, a dry laugh coming from him

his other kisses usually happen in a similar manner, although how he kisses can change from time to time

he can definitely kiss a lot softer sometimes though as well

makeout sessions are sort of a different story? kind of?

he starts off slow, but then gets more rough the more into he gets

he likes to leave hickeys, but if you don’t want any it’s not like he’s gonna complain

he’ll claim to be embarrassed whenever you leave hickeys on him, although he secretly loves it whenever his team sees them

he’s not handsy per se, one hand rest on his waist and moves up and down and the other is on your back

he’s also another thats verbal, he likes to communicate w you, asking if this is ok or if you’d like this

he likes it whenever you run your fingers through his hair, curling your fingers and tugging lightly

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shinichiro-scigarette · 3 years

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Happy Birthday, Y/N

Synopsis: Y/N and Keisuke eats lunch at the school rooftop and invites you to his house after classes so you guys could hang out and eat peyoung together.

Story contains: Slow Paced Story, Wholesomely lovey-dovey bonding, kissing, hickeys, mentions of sex, and fingering. This will be female Y/N and in third person POV (for most of the time, I'll put careful indications).

Author's Note: it's my first time writing like this so please bear with me >\\\<, what inspired me to write was the image uploaded here, I wondered how would Baji be if He had a girlfriend, after all the wild smut I've read, I thought if writing some adorably wholesome bonding moments with my favorite guy, Keisuke while having intimate moments with him, I'll only be writing mild (maybe? Idk) sex scenes since the whole focus should be wholesome moments with Baji.

PART 2 COMING SOON IF PEOPLE ACTUALLY READ THIS

Chapter 1

I missed you

It's been so long since you and Keisuke or Kei (which you prefer calling him with) had hung out with each other since he was busy with other things in his life, you always understood him since toman is so precious to him, it's been actually just 2 weeks but you guys used to go out at least 3-5 times a week, it just made you lonely although you guys eat lunch together at the rooftop, just the two of you.

While you were busy thinking of Kei and the upcoming exams next week, you didn't notice that it was already 5 mins after the bell rang for lunch time, Keisuke has been waiting outside the door for you in his usual neat school get up.

You get startled as you feel a light pat on your head, you slowly turn your head and you are greeted with a smiling nerd

Baji: "y/n, is someone bothering you? Want me to beat them up" he says in a sarcastic manner with a grin on his face then chuckles as he clenches his fits

Y/N: You look at him as you pause for a sec and burst in to laughter "Now, didn't we already talk about that?" You wipe your laughter tears away "Can go to the usual spot now?, I bet you're starving, cuz heck yeah I am!" All of a sudden, you were a radiating light to Baji, you jumped out of you seat and you kiss his cheek, He smiles softly and pats your head.

Baji: "you're really f*cking adorable when you do that, y/n, that's my girl" he slides his free hand to your's as your hands intertwined, he was carrying something on his other hand, it was mostlikely food. "I love you. Now let's get outta here!"

You grabbed your lunch box tightly because you already know what's going to happen, while he was holding your hand, you guys sprinted out of the classroom like kindergartens on a playdate as you guys laughed, you always both get the student president on his nerves as you guys ran to the hallways, but at this point, he grew tired of telling you guys what to do, but he'd always grins his teeth in anger as he sees you guys

You finally reached the rooftop, you guys were mildly sweating, but you guys didn't seem to mind.

you pull out a towel from your pocket.

Y/N: "Kei, look over here" you say as you were both catch your breaths, he slowly turns to you "always so naughty, you get us into trouble!!" You say with a strict voice as you grabs his chin, you start wiping the sweat from his forehead while he looks at you with a pout. "But I love getting into trouble with you" you kiss his forehead, even though he was sweaty, he still smells nice.

Baji: while his eyes closed, his pout transitions to a chuckle, he then straitens his back "y/n" he takes off his glasses and puts it in a case inside the bag he was carrying as he unties his hair and loosen his necktie, your heart would race everytime you see him like this, it was always like when you guys make out at his house.

your thighs would tighten, you were turned on by the way he looked right now.he looks at you and notices your reaction, he'd always tease you like that because he damn knew you liked, no, you LOVED that whenever he does that, your face, your eyes, your lips says it all, it reminds you of the times he fucks you.

Baji: "oh-, silly girl, we're not doing that here" he chuckles as he corners you to the wall "you're so caring and loving, it turns me on" he says in a seductive voice, your back bumps softly on the wall as it meets you, he places his left hand on the wall and his other to your chin "I missed it, I missed you, y/n" you look at him in silence, as you notice the empty sadness behind his facade

You lean forward holding his face with both of your hands as you kiss his lips softly, he reciprocates as both of your eyes closed and passionately kissed eachother.

After that, you guys smiled and ate your lunch, he pulled out the thing inside the hand bag he was carrying, you were curious from since earlier since he doesn't usually carry anything except his lunch, he looks away for a second while blushing.

Baji: "Uh... I don't usually do these kind of stuff but uhm.." he shyly rubs his head still looking away, his face was turning red.

Y/N: you would chuckle as you find his behavior quite adorable, he rarely acts like that, I could only remember him acting like that was when he was confessing/courting me, our first kiss, and our first time having sex. "You look fucking adorable when you're like that" you tease him as you boops his nose.

Baji: "shut it!!!!" He grits his teeth and regains his composure "I made you something." he passes you a small container as he turns aways completely leaning his head against the wall.

Y/N: "Ke-Keisuke!"

you blush and investigated it, it was a black rectangular tub made out of plastic, it was meant to store food, you were a bit curious of whatever it was so you'd open it

Baji: "so what do you think?" He still wasn't facing you but he'd peak so he could see your reaction, he was acting cool and tough.

Y/N: "AAAAH!! KEIII! Are you serious?!" Baji would look at you, he got startled by your reaction, [shit, was it that bad?!] He'd look at you with a concerned look with his fangs showing.

your eyes would glisten as you were met by your favorite food, you would giggle though, since it was obviously homemade, you'd assume that your boyfriend made it for you since the icing and the written words were all wonky but you found it adorable anyways.

You would take a quick taste with the spoon that was placed on top of the lid.

You were amazed by how delicious he made it since it was the first time that he gave you food that he made, expect for peyoung, of course. you weren't really expecting anything like this.

You were indulging it as he watches you eat it , the white cream from the cake each time you lick it would turn him on, he was getting hard already, of course, knowing your boyfriend, you'd know how he would feel about this or how he'd react, but he respected you to do any sudden movements while you were doing something, except for exceptional times.

Y/N: you'd look at him, you'd see him wanting you on him right now, you'd take another bite but you wouldn't swallow it just yet— not until- "mhhh hmmm" you'd stand up, you'd go to his front, and he raise his brows.

You went crawling to his legs and sat on it.

Baji: "agh, my girl's doing hot girl shit. You do know how to turn a man like me on" he grins in a naughty manner while you guys make eye contact and not breaking it, you'd slowly sat on his lap while you loosely place your hands on his shoulder as you made naughty faces.

You'd feel his hard bulging cock clothed , on your cunt that is covered by your underwear. You'd lean in for a kiss, he'd reciprocate. You both were comfortable of doing stuff like that.

You both shared the cake that was on your mouth, as disgusting as it sounds, keisuke was in to that shit. He'd grab your waste and the other on your boob, you'd make moaning quiet noises as he chuckles while both of you were passionately kissing with cake, you felt so aroused that you didn't notice that your cunt was fucking wet already, it would leave a mark on his pants, it would look like he pissed on himself, yet, he didn't care, he'd just take of his coat and wrap it around his waist.

Your alarm would ring (10 mins before the bell)

You two break from kissing, you guys were fucking messy, with hints of the carrot cake on the side of your mouths but he loved the look on your face right now. He snickers and grabs your neck pulling you towards him.

Baji: "Mine" he'd whisper to your ear, it would leave goosebumps all over you, you loved hearing those possessive words, he would never cheat on you but you love getting verbal and physical reassurance.

He'd slightly loosens a button on your uniform and opens it slightly, he would dig in to your breast and sucks it slightly hard as he leaves a mark in between your breasts, arching your back towards him as your chest collides to his face even harder, you'd make cute noises.

Baji grabbed both of your breast and slowly slides to button your uniform again and tidies it leaving a soft kiss as he murmurs "mine" repeatedly

Y/N: "keisuke." You'd leave a small moan as you look at him hugging you with his eyes closed

Baji: "Happy Birthday, Y/N, I want you to come with me later, I missed you so much." You'd level with him as he looks at you, he gives you a forehead kiss "meet me later okay? Outside, after classes."

You'd find this entertaining and attractive, you'd just want more of him, but what holds you guys back was you were within school premises, and you didn't like the idea of fucking anywhere near the school.

Y/N: you'd only blush, giving him a nod "I love you, Kei."

Baji: He caresses you "I love you more, Y/N, we only have 5 mins left, don't want them losing their shit after they catch us like this" he chuckles.

You both tidied yourself up and went back while holding hands.

You guys wave good bye as you went back to your own classrooms.

#baji smut #keisuke baji #tokyorev x reader #tokyo revengers #fem reader #roleplay #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers fanfic #baji keisuke

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albaedhoe · 3 years

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four shots of espressos

pairing : albedo x barista!reader

summary : although it wasn’t any of your business, you begin question if it’s even legal to give this much espressos in one drink alone.

a/n : it’s not angst for once :) Since I’m from the uk, I will be using education terms that’s from here since that’s what I’m most familiar with :’) Secondary school = ages 11-18. Idk what the equivalent of A-levels are in other countries but you do them when you’re 17-18.

modern!au, coffee shop!au

tag :: @anormalguyreader

Determined to partake in something he enjoyed for his final years of secondary school education, Albedo took on art, biology and chemistry. Although the amount of work that goes into doing them was hard to keep up with at first, it wasn’t something he was foreign to nor did he regret his decision.

Only recently moving into his own apartment so that he could walk to his new school his original one didn’t enable him to do what he wanted. Albedo still needed to adjust to his different surroundings. Along the way he had found a quaint and quiet coffee shop, a perfect environment to concentrate on work. His apartment was starting to become too dull for him to find inspiration anyways.

In later months, Albedo would be thankful to whatever higher power lead him to this specific shop. Because he found a muse. One that would entertain his imagination and creativity no matter how many times he’d seen the same thing over and over again. His muse-

Stepping into the café, the scent of caffeine and baked goods filled Albedo’s senses. A bell above the door rang, its ringing alerting a staff member’s ears and the uni student watched as they perked up from behind the counter.

“Good morning! What can I get you today?” The workers voice was cheery but could do nothing to hide the fatigue hiding behind it, not knowing whether to find it unsettling or not, Albedo chose to mentally congratulate them for trying at least. Snapping out of his own thoughts, Albedo realised he’s been starting for a good few seconds.

“Uhm...”

Clearing his voice to try again, Albedo walks closer to the counter so that he wasn’t awkwardly at the front of the door. “I’d like a large black coffee with four shots espresso, please.”

-was none other than you.

Though this story between you and albedo was no love at first sight nor was it the kind that others would be envious of, you found yourself slowly finding comfort in his familiar presence and appreciating his rather good looking visuals. You’ve seen him around campus, always either sketching and painting intensely or solving quantitive chemistry equations on a lonesome bench or the corner of the library.

For weeks on end, you would exchange nothing more than good mornings or good evenings when passing by each other. Most individuals would be rather unsatisfied with that type of relationship, but you didn’t mind it. For you and him would already partake in plentiful conversations in your family-owned shop. Most days it just being you, him, your Spotify playlist and the usual older citizens in the shop.

“A large black coffee with four shots of espresso...again...”

Delicately placing the almost overflowing cup onto an empty space on the table, the tray in your hands trembled with the loss of mass. Looking down at the messy assortment of pens, pencils and paints, you shift your weight on one foot and flipped the tray under your arm. “So, what’s the project this time?” You ask.

“Thanks,” Albedo mutters, not looking up from the A3 sheet of paper and taking a sip from his drink. You watch as a frustrated sigh escape Albedo’s lips, the heat from his breath dissipates unto the air. “My teacher had asked us to create a ten pages portfolio of ‘the present time’, I don’t know what that meant but they had only said ‘you will understand what I mean when it happens’.”

“Yikes...How much is it worth?”

“twenty percent of my overall grade.”

“Double yikes,” you wince, understanding how Albedo felt.

“...”

“Well-” You start but was cut off by the bell of the door jingling, a child and mother entering the establishment. “Good Morning! I’ll be there in a second!” Turning back to your friend, you continued with what you were going to say. “If you need any help just call me!” Giving him a quick, reassuring smile, you rush behind the counter.

Albedo started to sketch the sight infront of him. He didn’t know what came over him, but the rising rays of the sun that peaked through the half open curtains had kissed your face so gently and serenely. Your soft smile when you interacted with the mother’s child through the glass panes, pointing at which pastry they wanted to try. Albedo did not know what you had said that made you, the mother and child giggle, perhaps a joke you made? Nevertheless, the sound of your laughter was an equivalent to wind chimes that danced with the breeze.

Stopping his sketching to truly take in what he had just drawn, Albedo tilts his head in fascination. It was a simple side angle of you, crouched on the ground with knees to your chest and hands resting on the tops of them. Your facial expression was endearing as you talked to the child at the other side of the counter, and the corners of your eyes crinkled in genuine kindness.

Maybe this is what his teacher had meant.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #x reader #albedo #albedo x reader #genshin #genshin x reader

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diavolosthots · 3 years

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Could you make a fic about Barbatos meeting his mc's strict religious parents? Idk if he would use his time travel power or not. I don't even know if he's allowed by Lord Diavolo. But that up to what you think

Idc if Solomon is left for this series i am completely and utterly done with this just FYI for anyone who suggests it.

Also! I remember in the game they said diavolo forbids him from using his powers and i have my own theories on that

Warning: religion

Who Has the Time? (BARBATOS X GN!READER)

“I won’t be able to stay long, (Y/N), you know that. Nothing can or will go wrong in the short time that I will be there.” And even that didn’t calm your nerves. Barbatos was probably one of the most well behaved demons, actually people in general, you will ever meet, but it still doesn’t change the fact that he is a demon. Diavolo didn’t even allow him to see into the future because “It will be fun, Barbatos! Just be yourself! And be back for dinner, please…” How is this fun, Diavolo, huh?! You were freaking out and what’s the point of having a time travelling demon boyfriend when he can’t even see into the future so you could prepare yourself for any possible outcomes?! If you weren’t sure Barbatos would fight you for this, you would’ve fought Diavolo right then and there. “That doesn’t give me peace of mind, Barbatos.” He only chuckled. Seriously, what could go wrong? What has he ever done that even remotely resembled bad manners?

“They’ll like me, (Y/N). If they won’t, I’ll simply never see them again.” Seriously he wouldn’t see an issue with it, either. Like, he’s dating you and not them and if they have an issue with him, well, that’s their problem. Barbatos is a very simple man and he doesn’t like to overcomplicate things, so he just doesn't. “I know… I just want everyone to get along. At least we’re meeting in a public place and we can leave whenever we want.” Truthfully, you hated dealing with your parents on most days and you hid most of your relationships from them because they were always so strict and “oh they aren’t God-like, (Y/N). You deserve better.” After hearing that for every person that you introduced to them, you just kind of gave up and dated quietly, understandably so.

“Is that them?” You decided to meet at a bar, weirdly enough. Your parents don’t drink a lot but they like the snacks they lay out so you figured this would be a nice ice breaker. Minimal amounts of alcohol and tasty snacks, why not? “Yes. That’s them.” they’re standing outside the bar, waving at you and you managed to smile and wave back, clutching Barbatos’ arm, which he offered so kindly, a little tighter, “okay… here goes nothing.” He’s smiling, as always. He’s also dressed as always, which you had advised him not to but he refused to change for your parents when he was just going back to the castle to work later on anyway, “Good evening Mr. and Mrs. (L/N). It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Barbatos beat you to the greeting and you silently cursed him for it but managed to smile too, “hey guys…. How are you? Do you wanna head inside?” The quicker you got inside, the quicker you could get this over with.

Both your mom and dad eyed him suspiciously. “Is there a reason you’re dressed like count Dracula?” Barbatos, bless his soul, was still smiling even at your dad’s somewhat insulting words, “Yes, as a matter of fact there is. My job requires it.” Your mom nodded, glancing at you and then shaking her head, “well, at least you have a job. That stands for something. Come on.” She led the way inside and your dad was about to get the door when Barbatos reached for it, “allow me, sir.” but instead of being impressed by Barbatos’ offer, your dad almost took offense to it. “Dad. Let’s go.” Thankfully you can tell by his body language that he was about to say something and Barbatos really didn’t deserve that so you just pushed everyone inside and joined your mother who had already found herself a seat at the bar. “So… tell me uhm… I don’t think I caught your name.” “Barbatos.” Your mother narrowed her eyes and so did you like dude, you couldn’t have come up with something else for the time being like Bob or something like that?

“Well… Barbatos…” the way she said it was almost venomous and you really hated her for that, “what is it that you do?” You held your hand up for the waiter because you needed a drink before any of this actually went down and I’m sure Barbatos would appreciate one too, “shots for everyone, please.” “oh no, I’ll just have a beer.” Leave it to your dad to kill your fun. He needs that shot, you know he does. “Well, I’m a sort of… nanny, if you will.” You laughed a little because yes, yes he is. Diavolo is a giant man child and Barbatos is the paid parent he never signed up to be; thus, Barbatos is a nanny. Perfect. “A nanny? Son, don’t you think you should have a more manly job? You don’t look weak or chronically ill or anything.” Barbatos is still smiling and you seriously wondered how, “please refrain from calling me ‘son’, sir. I’m not your son, nor am I a child, and it makes me rather uncomfortable.”

Your mom looked at you and shrugged softly, leaning in to whisper to you, “at least he can stand his ground and isn’t like some of the other wimps you brought home.” You glared back at her like, did she have to remind you of your past mistakes? Your dad nodded, surprisingly, “Well? Won’t you answer my question?” “I fear your question is embedded in some old school tradition I simply wish to take no part of. I am, in the simplest of terms, a nanny, a housekeeper, a cook, and a host on certain days and I assure you that there’s more to my job than meets the eye and is sure to measure my strength; however, I doubt you are simply concerned with my occupation and rather that there is something else. So tell me, Mr. (L/N), what is it that you actually mean to say?” Both you and your dad stared wide eyed at Barbatos because not only did he just call your dad out, he did so passive aggressively, and now he’s even downing his shot as if nothing ever happened?!

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Yes you do.” Was Barbatos using his powers? No… you doubted it. He’s probably just that good. “Fine. you are the man in this relationship and thus, you should be taking care of my (Y/N) financially and physically. You can’t do that by nannying little kids, which is supposed to be their future job.” “Says who?” Wow Barbatos really isn’t holding back here, “says the Lord.” Barbatos actually laughed for once before shrugging softly, “My Lord has said no such thing.” He’s being vague enough so that your parents don’t know what he’s talking about, or more so, whom he is referring to. “As a matter of fact, the Lord that I look up to encourages everyone to do as they please as long as no harm is done.” Well… somewhat correct, but yes Barbatos, go get them. You couldn’t help but smile at him because even though Barbatos is talking about Diavolo right now, this could also apply to their God. “Elaborate.”

And Barbatos did elaborate, and to your surprise, your dad and mom actually listened. Not once did Barbatos mention their or his actual faith but what he spoke of was interesting and entertaining and it was close enough to their version of the truth that they didn’t mind. “Very well… It seems you know the Lord very well.” You snorted. You didn’t doubt Barbatos met God at some point but you did doubt that it was in recent history. Whatever Barbatos had sold them though, they seemed to like and they actually ended up congratulating you on finding such a nice man.

“He still looks like Dracula, though, (Y/N).”

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios #barbatos x mc #om! barbatos #barbatos fic #barbatos obey me #shall we date barbatos #obey me barbatos #obey me barbatos x reader #tw religion

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ilovebokutokoutaro · 3 years

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Faded

Langa x reader

Warnings : self harm, mental abuse, physical abuse, crying, screaming, abandoning, depression, blood and angst and angst, not proofread.

Overview : Angst.

When your boyfriend, langa, left for japan, you knew you'd be lonely. They were your only family, you had no one except them, his father's death had hit you so hard you could kill yourself but you had to stay strong for langa. Living alone with no one by your side soon became a routine, the routine you had before you met langa, his family, they loved you.

Your father was straight up a drunkard and your mother, let's just say she opened legs for other men more than she opened her arms for you to hug or if she ever did.

You couldn't leave to stay with langa and his family, when your parents fought, resulting with you lying in your room after being hit by them, they needed to let their anger out and who was the best to blame except you? You were the reason they were both like this, they had said, hitting you over and over untill they calmed themselves down.

Your friends were worried for you, not only had langa left but also you were covered in new bruises and injuries almost every other day, barely eating or talking.

Langa called daily at first but soon his calls lied from once a week to once a month before you could comprehend anything that was happening. He would tell you everything about japan, his new friend reki, how he met so many people who skated so amazingly it was enchanting. Maybe the network wasn't so good on his side, that must be the reason he couldn't see your eyes hanging dull, your body looked like nothing but bones and skin, all the bruises, the injuries must be not so visible with a poor network.

He loved you afterall, he'd worry too much either way so it's okay. "Oh God reki is so awesome, you know y/n" and the rest you never heard your ears ringing in pain, as much as you wanted to listen to him, it hurt. The way he ignored all your well being and focused on some strangers he had met just a few months ago. it hurt so much but you couldn't speak it out, so you chose to end the call abruptly.

Sobbing into your knees, you sat on the bed feeling ever so lonely, you were starting to question everything and anything. Why were you even alive at this point, if only you died somehow. Soon it became a routine, crying till you passed out for an hour or so then getting up to go to school.

Your social media had died down to nothing, your life had died down to nothing. You were so tired of everything at this point, a murdered would stab you with a knife and you'd thank him for it. Soon langa's facetimes turned into voicecalls after your abrupt ending of the call.

You'd still receive calls from his mother but you barely picked them anymore, to say she was worried was an understatement. But langa was so busy, so happy with his life she couldn't get to tell him how worried she was for you.

you had started deeming yourself unworthy of living, of being with anyone, the mental and physical abuse from your parents only worsening to the point you couldn't breathe straight. You had switched to self harm as a coping method sooner than you had thought.

Not long before suicidal thoughts picked at your brain all the time, you were starting to fail classes, anyone could see how miserable you were, but no one ever cared enough to talk to you, or so you said, pushing everyone out.

It's been weeks since you last talked to langa, since you last went to school, choosing to burry yourself in your room instead. You parents were happier than ever, there abuse starting to get negligible, they weren't even near you anymore. your mother being pregnant with another child from your father. They were ecstatic, but you were not a part of it, the celebration stayed between them and their friends, tho your parents had started treating you better.

You found yourself falling deeper the more you struggled, your mental health declining to the point you were starting to loose all hopes in yourself. Your hate for others soon turned to hate for yourself and your self harm increased, many times your father would see your lying in you bedroom with bloody wrists, they were all worried for you, they stated, "go to therapy, y/n. We don't want to loose you" your mother sobbed to which you stayed there not moving. She hugged you, cried till you nodded your head. But therapy brought no good, just dragging you further down.

Langa had started getting worried sick and so was his mother, he had ranted about everything to his friends, whatever your friends told him. He wanted to talk to you even if once more, but you were fixed on isolating yourself more and more.

It was not long before you called langa, "I'm sorry, i was busy" you said, your voice was nothing more than emotionless and he begged you to tell him what was wrong but you stayed silent, his worry soon ending up with him screaming for you but you never answered. Not before he heard a loud crack and your parents screaming your name.

Langa stood frozen as he heard your parents cry and scream for you to wake up. He just wanted to pretend you were okay and alive. He was sitting in joe's restaurant, silently sipping the juice he was given as reki and shadow tried to distract him, suddenly his phone rang cutting off the awkward silence, and his mother told him to stay wherever he was and that she was coming to pick him up.

He just wanted to pretend you were okay, but it all came shattering down as his mother banged the door open, her face stained with tears as she fell on her knees sobbing and crying about how you had hanged yourself the day you called him, everyone remained silent, langa only sitting there not moving a muscle, oh God he wished he had stayed with you just a bit longer, called you a bit often, asked you if you were okay, he was selfish so selfish, if only he had noticed everything before maybe just maybe you would be talking to him rn.

Reki and shadow tried to comfort his mother who was now sobbing on the ground while langa just sat there frozen. He never thought a little lack of his concern could drive you to killing yourself. He wanted to blame someone and as much as he hated it he was the only right choice he found. Langa's phone pinged, a message from your mother's number. A page, stained with blood and tears, coming in his sight.

He saw your beautiful handwriting turn into nothing but a mess,

"I'm sorry, i love you i swear i do. But it was so hard living like this langa, there was no one, no one. I was so lonely so lonely, i thought cutting myself would do me any good, but it only drove me into more hunger for blood, and soon i wanted more than the stinging pain against my skin. I wanted to kill myself before i even knew it, you looked so happy when you called me that time. Stay smiling like that for me forever won't you? I'm sorry again langa i love you."

The letter was so abrupt as if you were in a hurry, as if you were dying. And he started sobbing before he knew it, surprising not only himself but everyone around him. His mother only teared up more she saw him crying. Cherry and joe desperately trying to calm the mother and son down.

It was a mess, the mess you left behind for them to handle, the mess you were going through all alone now cut short and stuck to everyone who loved you. Maybe if they all noticed sooner you'd have been here. Maybe just maybe if they told you they loved you sooner you would've been here.

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A/n: hey, so uhm idk i just wrote this in a flow. Just know if you, or someone you know is going through Something you can always seek help or go try to help someone, nothing you'd say to a depressed person would ever be meaningless, maybe your kindness saves a soul. Hope you all are doing fine hahhaha. Lot of angst for a day whew.

Anyway, thank you for reading🥺🥰🥰. Reblogs and likes are always appreciated 🥺☺️💜

#sk8 the infinity #sk8 angst #langa x y/n #langa angst #sk8 the infinity x reader #sk8 the infinity ff #sk8 the infinity angst

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okay spoiler free? tbb ep.14 talk

THIS IS WHAT WE WANTED !!!!

in terms of storytelling this episode is so much better, also in terms of character development and interactions between the characters. i mean we had the howzer episodes and the one with rex but this one actual being centered on tbb and other clones? best one yet imo

uhm actual stakes?? yes please

echo?? my king shone!! tell em off boo

there actually being discourse and planning between tbb and not just the hunter does whatever he wants variety show

captain traitor?? total babe as always, hope we see more of him/ possible lead up to the future

the cameo?? did not expect that and hope we see more of him and/or them

didn't think they'd go there for the ending but ooh am i excited for the next ep.

SLIGTH SPOILERS

the desperation in omegas voice broke me holy shit, and the way that they built up to it throughout the ep. with her being worried and wrecker kind of shrugging it off?? so good, i might be reading into it but it def seemed like she knew something would happen

also do we think we'll see wolffe?? i've been hoping we would see the seelos trio get together and that actually seems like a possibility now. was that what rex was doing?

really hope they continue with this

also costumary where tf is cody??? is that what rex was doing??? but have to imagine if he goes after cody he would actually tell tbb because they knew him too but idk

TBB EP 14 SPOILERS!!!

It was really nice to see Echo shine in this. There were some very interesting details that caught my attention throughout the episode. When Hunter, Tech, and Echo jumped down, the other two were soft thumps while Echo's landing was a lot louder. On the one hand, Echo is an ARC and should know how to land quietly, but also he now has metal legs to deal with so that was an interesting choice.

Echo's speech! He and Fives are so similar! I love Echo finally standing up and telling the Batch to stop being idiots! The regs are just as important! They don't have to be "different" to be special.

Gregor was a delight. "Insubordinate plebe." I love him. It would be nice if we got to see Wolffe, too, but at the same time, I feel like putting the Bad Batch in every major thing that Rex or the clones did after Order 66 is erasing what made Rex and the other clones special. I'd rather not have the Batch rescue Wolffe, personally. But it would be interesting if they show up to hand Gregor over to Rex and Wolffe was standing next to Rex, that would be okay.

Hunter's capture leads to a possible theory of the finale that I've shared with a few friends before. One that I think would be amazing but that Disney will be too cowardly to do.

I saw a tweet from one of the people involved in making TBB saying that they cried during the finale. And I've seen theories that Crosshair dies in the finale, and that's what is so sad. I can see Disney doing that, but then the show will go on as if nothing has changed and there wouldn't really be any major changes to characters or plot.

But . . .

I think Hunter should die in the finale. Not only would it be an epic twist, but it would allow growth for several characters.

1) Crosshair gets his chip removed but Hunter dies. He has to deal with all the trauma of being under the control of the Empire without his Sergeant there to lean on. Everything he knew gets shaken up again and he has to figure out how to be Crosshair again.

2) Omega. Omega imprinted on Hunter and she's been following his lead from the start, but she's still incredibly naive and innocent. She asked Tech what the war was like and he gave a very Tech answer. But now she's got a small taste of what it was like and it's awful. Maybe losing Hunter to the Empire encourages her to push the rest of the Batch into joining the Rebellion.

3) Echo would finally have his time to shine. There is no one else in the Bad Batch that has so many skills that they could feasibly replace all of them. He has experience at being a leader, giving orders, taking charge, and everything else that he is the only one that could feasibly take over. We'd get more than three lines an episode and see Echo bloom in a way we didn't have an opportunity to in TCW.

The others would struggle, too, and it would change the way the show and the plot developed. It would be a great way to add more character development and story development to the show.

Anyway, I'm not particularly thrilled with how they've done the show so far. I think the characters are really static and boring, as well as just being the epitomes of every American Action Movie Trope. I hope the writers give them more character development in the future, but 🤡. But this episode was significantly better than last week's, that's for sure.

Howzer's arc is still my favorite though.

#lizzie rambles #tbb spoilers #arc trooper echo #my theories

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