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“Yet at the end of the day, it’s just a pathetic, comical, uninteresting story..”

Part 1 of the prison au: here :3c

HELLO! Sorry I’ve been MIA, school has started and I’m teaching again and I’m writing my dissertation and I am tired

BUT every ounce of my free time is dedicated to writing so please expect the next chapter very soon!!!

Tianami for life!!! We in it for the long haul!!!!!! Bonus neck kisses!!!

chronically 19yr demon slays while slaying

Now that the first episode of the season is out, I can finally comment on how hilariously intense the meeting of the Upper Moons was. 

Like, we really watched (I, even paid money to see in the cinema) the equivalent of Akaza just taking the elevator to the office, pass by the recepcionist, get greeted by the one coworker he can’t fucking stand, get chewed up by the boss like every Monday and having to insist to his bitchass coworker that he’d rather die than go ‘hang out’ after work.

We really saw that but with an animation budget that’s off the charts. 

Lookalikes…

lil sketch between commissions, have my take on muzan in the heian era

First attempt at drawing him

Kokushibo holding up Muichiro: this is my descendant!

Muzan: This is an uppermoon meeting, not bring your great grandson to work day

I had a vision

May I offer you a rarepair

Leaders that have scarred faces with wives who can stare into your soul

Speaking of staring…

"muzan walking scene was so slow and the smoke was way too extra" "they tried to give muzan aura with that smoke" uhmm actually the smoke is just wisteria flowers trying to repel him

When KIBUTSUJI MUZAN had the GOATED villain entrance in anime history.

Muzan when he can’t leave the infinity fortress cuz of the sun

Made a new cover for my tianami fanfic, OTHERSIDE! send prayers to Ijichi, pls

ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ

☆ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ:

Tiana notes how she always get's sleepy around Nanami.

☆ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1,439

☆ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: fluff, lots of kisses, slight nsfw (mdni)

☆ᴍʏ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇʀᴇꜱᴛ ᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴍɪꜱꜱᴘᴇʟʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴏʀ ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴇʀʀᴏʀꜱ☆

Tiana’s eyelids fluttered open, the early Saturday sky greeting her through her blinds. She rubbed her eyes, squinting them as she tried to roll over, only to be met with a tug at her waist, pulling her back into Nanami’s chest as he grunted softly.

Tiana voices her surprise, her hands flying to Nanami’s arm that encapsulates her like a snare. 

“Ken!” Tiana giggled, the comforter rustling as she squirmed. “Ken, we have to get up.”

“Mm-mm.” Nanami declined, nuzzling his face into the back of Tiana’s neck, his breath fanning down her t-shirt, tickling her spine.

“Nanami, you…promised.” Tiana struggled to wiggle around until she was facing Nanami, both of their bodies pressed together so tightly that Tiana’s breast threatened to bubble out of shirt. But Tiana didn’t mind; his touch was so familiar that his body was an extension of her own. Even now, their heart’s thumped as one, mimicking each other’s tempo to the point where it was indistinguishable from the other.

“I retract it.” Nanami mumbles, bringing his face back into Tiana’s neck. “It’s too early.”

“Nanami!” Tiana whines, trying to uncover his face from her collar, but he wouldn’t budge. “You promised!” 

Tiana had on her best pleading face, her voice oozing with dramatic cries. But Nanami shook his head, burying his head farther as if trying to imprint his face into her skin. Tiana knew he was doing this on purpose, one look at this face and he fell victim to Tiana’s every command.

“I know you’re doing the look.” Nanami busted Tiana’s plans in one sentence, but she refused to give up.

She cups his face, placing a soft kiss onto his scalp. Then another, and another, his face loosening ever so slightly with each soft peck from Tiana’s thick lips. Noticing his posture growing less rigid, Tiana bends her knee, dragging it up Nanami’s side slowly until her leg is hooked behind his thick thigh, tangling their limbs. Feeling his neck loosen, she pulls his head upward towards her, placing a kiss on his forehead, his temple, and the apple of his pinkened cheek. The corner of his eye, his delicate lashes brushing against her lips, then the bridge of his nose. 

Nanami gave an airy chuckle, but Tiana could tell he was growing impatient, every time she dodged his mouth, she would feel his slightly parted lips graze a part of her flesh, waiting to be engulfed by hers. His large hand pressed into the small of her back, pushing their pelvises closer as Tiana decorated the features of Nanami’s face with her lips, like a soft, wet brush gently dragging across a blank canvas.

“Tiana…” 

She could feel him smile against her cheek as she gently rolled them over, straddling him with both knees at his side as his hands held her in place.

Tiana kissed the tip of his nose once, then leaned down once more, pausing right before she got to his lips. She looked at Nanami’s face, lips apart with anticipation, eyes fluttered shut and his cheeks bloomed with red.

She leaned down slowly, her lips ghosting over his. After a while, Nanami opens his eyes, Tiana’s big brown ones taking up his field of vision.

“Can we go now?’ She whispered against his mouth, a smile cracking across her face. Nanami winces in defeat, rolling his head against the pillow. Tiana's hands gripped his face as she laughed into him, her forehead nudging into his cheek.

“Dammit.” Nanami feigned irritation, his hands sliding up Tiana’s back.

“I’m sorry.” Tiana giggles, placing a succession of quick kisses onto his jaw, nudging him with her nose as a way to apologize.

“No you’re not.”

“I am, really.” Tiana meets his brown eyes with her own, tilting her head forward to show just how sorry she was, her eyes wide with her bottom lip jutting out in a facetious pout.

“That was a cheap trick.” Nanami murmured as he looked away.

“I’ll make it up to you later.” Tiana said, shuffling to roll off of Nanami, but his grip tightened to keep her in place.

“Make it up to me now.” He sounded like he was about to throw a tantrum, and Tiana’s ears perked up.

“Oh?” She said, raising a brow, her fingers tapping Nanami’s chin. His face held a cross expression, clearly annoyed by Tiana’s little ploy. “What did you have in mind?”

“Give me a kiss.”

That’s it? Tiana knew that despite their intimacy that the two didn’t divulge into sexual acts, but still. He made it sound like he would take her right there in the wee hours of the morning. Or maybe that was just Tiana’s deepest desires crawling to the forefront of her mind.

“Wow, don’t get too wild on me, Nanami Kento.” Tiana chastises, leaning down to plant a soft kiss of Nanami’s pink lips. It was gentle, slow and deliberate. Definitely on the sweeter side, the type of kiss to make you feel giddy like a kid on Christmas. Tiana felt Nanami sigh through his nose, his hands gripping her waist, thumbs pressing into her abdomen.

After a few more seconds, Tiana disconnects from him, a grin residing on her face as Nanami looks up at her with a completely starstruck expression, his pupils dilated so much that his eyes looked like black holes, ready to swallow Tiana whole.

“Again.”

With the roll of her eyes, Tiana humors him with a smile. The next one being a bit shorter than the last, yet burning with much more passion than before. It was slower, much more erotic, their noses brushing each other as they inhaled and exhaled rhythmically. Nanami fisted the back of her shirt, the clothing riding up her back slowly and tickling her spine. Tiana felt Nanami smile against her lips, and when she pulled away, he playfully nipped at her bottom lip, then kissed the corner of her mouth quickly before laying back down on his pillow.

Tiana’s purses her lips, her hands still graciously framing Nanami’s jaw. Her eyes scoured across his face, her thumb pressing into his bottom lip. She blinked slowly, looking at him with low lids as her chest heaved in an attempt to catch her breath.

“Again.”

His voice was a bit raspier this time, and a lot more demanding, causing warmth to pool into the lower part of Tiana’s stomach. So she obliged gladly, quickly pecking his lips a few times with a sly smile sandwiched between each of them before diving in and giving him a heated, sensual kiss. The sighs that were once soft exhales turned into quiet moans peppering the back of Tiana’s throat, and Nanami’s hands gripped Tiana’s ass with fever, causing her to laugh into his mouth as he kneaded into the plump muscle.

“Okay…” Tiana gives him a quick peck, one of her hands reaching under the covers to stop his roaming ones. “Okay-!” She giggles, pecking him a few more times, but Nanami doesn’t let up, smacking her thigh with a loud clap. “Ow! Nanami-! Okay!”

Exhaling through his nose, Nanami rolls over to let Tiana down back on her side of the bed, her leg still wrapped around him. But still, Nanami provides Tiana with a flurry of kisses all over her brown skin making sure to pay extra attention to the details that he admired the most. The small beauty mark under her left eye that was only noticeable when they were nose to nose? Smooch. The dimples in her cheeks that were much more prominent when she laughed at one of his dry jokes? Double smooch. Her cupid’s bow colored a dark brown in comparison to her pink bottom lip? Triple smooch. Each time, an enchanting laugh rumbles past Tiana’s teeth.

“Okay, okay!” Tiana feels absolutely tickled as she gently mushes his face away with the palm of her hands to stop his affectionate attack, unable to take anymore without feeling as though she would combust. It was getting extremely hot under that comforter, and she felt a bit of sweat forming on her back. If they stay here any longer, they’ll never get anything done today. “Are we even now? Can we get ready?”

Nanami smiles slyly, his hands finding solace in Tiana’s hair as he leans closer, eyes focusing on Tiana’s swollen lips momentarily before looking into those brown orbs that reflected back a sense of innocence that he wanted to devour. And again, that request danced on his reddened lips.

“Alright…but…” Nanami practically whispers, his head tilting slightly to fit into the shape of Tiana’s face.

“Just one more.”

ᴛɪᴀɴᴀ ᴛᴜᴇꜱᴅᴀʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

sentenced to air jail

How can he be so wrong yet so good?

preview of some art for the next chapter!! (I finally started writing again yayyyy) I just can’t believe these two are finally standing next to each other after what? 30000 words??

entp & enfp: the relationship

a really strong mental connection

literally besties who happen to be dating

no opinion is controversial for any of them: enfp becomes a person with no filter when they're around entp

categorically attracted to each other's intellect, which boosts their already huge egos

enfp definitely pretended to be unamused/unaffected by entp's obvious attempts to flirt at first

every conversation/activity can tacitly turn into a competition between them

they are similar enough to be compatible and different enough to keep it interesting and challenging → great chemistry

both of them are extremely creative when it comes to pickup lines and witty/sexy comebacks

never run out of things to talk about or do together

rivals to lovers vibes

never beating the good girl x bad boy allegations

they both finally found someone to be unapologetically genuine, weird and nerdy with

mbti types as scents

infj, enfj : sandalwood, patchouli, sage, jasmine, cacao butter

enfp, infp: vanilla, hibiscus, rose, autumn, lilacs, parchment

entj, intj: bergamont, eucalyptus, cashmere, almond, lavender

intp, entp: lemongrass, nutmeg, spearmint, blood oranges

esfj, isfj: rosemary, white musk, brown sugar

istj, estj: leather, toffee, mahogany, black cherry, cedarwood

isfp, esfp: sea salt, clay, coconut, ocean, cactus, peaches

istp, estp: pine, petrichor, lemonade, champagne, bourbon

I firmly believe that things like enneagram, MBTI,astrology etc. are tools that are meant for self development, they are something that can induce greater empathy, more tolerance in you, give you a broader perspective. These tools are not meant for enforcing stereotypes like portraying certain types as immoral psychopaths, hard hearted robots and then certain types as angels or Messiah; People aren't really two dimensional like that. Just because you struggle with rational thinking or social skills as an effect of belonging to a certain type doesn't mean you have to stay that way till you die. Putting people in a box won't get us anywhere, it limits our potential, makes us close minded. Instead, these tools are are supposed to make you open minded by showing you that there is no only one true, right way of looking at or doing things, that each type plays an integral & equally important role in our society, its supposed to tell you your weakness & strengths so your can better yourself and become a more well rounded person

Part 7 - Revenge

Disclaimer- blood and gore

Please read this first.

Part 0; Part 1; Part 2; Part 3; Part 4; Part 5;  Part 6;

Part 8; Part 9; Part 10; Part 11; Part 12; Part 13; Part 14; Part 15; Part 16; Part 17; 

Part 4 - Evidence

Please read this first ;

Part 0 ; Part 1 ; Part 2 ; Part 3 ; 

Part 5;  Part 6; Part 7; Part 8; Part 9; Part 10; Part 11; Part 12; Part 13; Part 14; Part 15; Part 16; Part 17; 

I'm sorry but THIS IS SO TRUE!!

Izuku, darling, you're my favorite and all media basically and i love you so much...but this is true.

yuck!

no offense but if ur into this shit proudly n publicly, shoo shoo 😭 stop interacting with me if you are into this or that stupid d¥kebreaking bs!! yuck!!

Why do I keep seeing people say Marinette is poor, comes from a lower-class family and faces a lot of hardship? This girl has a design as a hobby and that is by no means cheap because she's not only designing but also creating it! She never even needed to work in her parent's bakery, the only time she's shown to work on it is when she temporarily dispelled from school and I don't think it even lasts for a day or two for most. The bakery is in Paris, we can even see the Eiffel Tower from her balcony, she's far from poor. The only hardship that Marinette has in her life is juggling her double lives, one that she's done poorly because of her control freak tendencies. Chloe? She has already taken care of her since Origin. Derision is just trying to show us a flashback that no longer matters except for "justification" for Marinette creepy behavior. I feel like Marinette is the protagonist who hardly faced any hardship in her life and even if she did, everyone around her would take care of it for her. Unless failing to confess to her crush is considered hardship, but even then Adrien already takes care of it. Guardian duty? I feel like Alya has done a better job than her at it. I don't think I know any protagonist who got so many compliments for zero achievement as Marinette did.

Yeah, the Marinette is in the lower class thing is such an annoying misconception just cause rich kids like Adrien and Chloe are in the same room as her. Its not helped with how s5 seemed so fixated to cast Marinette as this simple girl from a working class family going after the uptown rich boy Adrien. Emotion definitely put emphasis on this in the Diamond Ball, not to mention the show's gotten more upfront about their stance against the upperclass (while being highly sympathetic to rich upperclass men, as if Chloe is the only one representing the rich). Finance is the least of Marinette's real worries, she is far from poor and I will die on this hill.

Also yeah, it feels like Marinette's personal problems are such 1st world problems. Confessing to the boy she likes, accidentally ghosting friends... sure superheroing and guardian stuff are serious problems, but also yeah. Maybe the sympathy fatigue is kicking in for me cause I personally can't bring myself to feel for Marinette and whatever she's going through. All that suffering and what does she have to show for it?

The show be like "Marinette is the bestest best Ladybug to ever best. She only lost the Miracle Box twice and missed out on a chance to grab it all back because she was feeling smug that day and wanted to rub it in until Monarch got out from under her nose. She has such a strong sense of justice, she made Paris sing the praises of the man who terrorized them and erect a statue in his honor! This is the greatest Ladybug of all time! But pls excuse her for her mistakes cause she is 14 and traumatized and its all Chloe's fault anyway."

... Yes, I'm paraphrasing. Please only take it as seriously as I do: which is not at all.

The show itself couldnt put in the work to get me to take it seriously again for the past 2 seasons, I ain't going back now.

offline meetup is mostly just very funny to me but the end bit makes me just the tiniest bit emotional

hes protecting them 🥺