Jules of Nature

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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trying on a metaphor

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Spin the wheel. Now, imagine you're on a first date with someone who says they`re a [result]. How does this affect the odds of a second date?
100% guarantee I'll want a second date
It's significantly more likely
The odds don't change
It's significantly less likely
There wont be a second date. Absolutely not
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Binding Vows and Breaking Bonds
Chapter 4: Changing Tides
Arriving in the main hall, Naobito waited for her, usual bottle of sake already in hand as he drank straight from the bottle. Sayuri had expected her father to be in attendance as well, but much to her surprise, he wasn’t.
The idea of being trapped in a room with the rotten Zenin leader made her stomach roil and her body clench tightly on itself. Nonetheless, she approached quietly, make and demure smile firmly in place.
He gestured sloppily to the cushion before him. “Sit, girl,” he slurred. He hadn’t even been back an hour and already he was half drunk. She obeyed silently, kneeling neatly on her offered seat. “Do you know why I’ve asked you here?”
She bowed her head politely as she answered him. “I would never presume to know what my Lord is thinking.”
He barked a harsh, humorless laugh. “That silver tongue of yours always knows what to say, doesn’t it?”
“Thank you, my Lord.”
“Let’s cut down to business.” Naobito leaned forward, encroaching uncomfortably close. “Are you pregnant yet?”
Against her wishes, the blood drained from her face. “Not that I am aware of, Lord Zenin, though I can assure you that Naoya has been most vigorous in his attention to this duty.”
He grunted noncommittally as he took a long drag from his bottle. “When are you next due for your bleeding?”
Raising her head, she stared down the clan leader who had pinned her with an intent glare. Not one bit of amusement was present in him. “Assuming I am not pregnant, I should bleed in the next few days, my Lord.”
Naobito nodded once, setting the bottle back onto the tatami mat beside him. “My business in Tokyo is nearly complete and we are scheduled to return to Kyoto by the end of the week.” He leaned forward, resting an arm on his knee, twirling his moustache in his free hand. “If you intend to continue this tryst with my son, I expect you to be pregnant by then.”
Sayuri’s fingers twitched on her lap, drawing the Zenin’s attention as a wide smile crawled over his face. It was only through sheer force of will that she kept them uncurled and elegantly positioned as she bowed. “I understand, my Lord. I will endeavor to meet those expectations.”
“Run and get to it then. You have work to do.” He grinned lasciviously.
Oh yes, she did. Determination settled over her like a heavy cloak as she bowed her way out of the room with Naobito.
It was time to see if Naoya would keep his promise.
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Put in the tags the completely finished (whether cancelled or wrapped up on its own terms) TV series that has YOUR perfect ending, however you define that
Please don’t include huge spoilers for the specifics of the endings, and it would also make me happy if people don’t use this to talk about the shows whose endings they hated
rb and tag your favorite song that's not in english, japanese or korean
I don't read as much fic as I used to but one "tell" for non Canadians writing us, besides the etransfer, is the units you use to describe us measuring something. I hate to tell you this but The Chart is real and it's completely subconscious. Please abide
ETA the chart (or at least a version of it):
ETA2: we do use inches/miles in poetic ways ("he was lost in thought/miles away" or "his lips were a bare inch away").
Also, the length of a dick is in inches for SURE.
one person's "ugghh this trope is so overdone" is another person's "oooooohohohohohohohoho"
Fanfiction is insane. You can write porn so good you make friends.
if your favorite oc ever broke containment and developed their own fandom, what would the most pervasive discourse about them be?
too beautiful/smart/skilled/strong/perfect/etc
blatantly evil in some way
was mean to someone once
the unforgivable crime of just being kind of annoying
“in the way” of a popular ship
age gap relationship (2-10 years)
age gap relationship (10-30 years)
age gap relationship (30+ years)
a stereotype/“bad representation”
female
op you forgot ______
character is bald / im bald / see answers
(i’m not giving a “multiple apply” option on this one. pick the most applicable/what you think would be the most argued about.)
incredibly pleased that everyone is following the instructions i forgot to give and reblogging to explain their choice in the tags 🙏 more of that please i want to know about your ocs and also i love you
It’s Nero Loses His Fucking Arm Day!
I have been on a one piece kick lately and I just saw a scene of Marco just eating a pineapple like an apple. Skin and all. What is Juniper's reaction when she sees him doing that?
.... he WHAT.
everyone shut tf up and look at Oscar still looking like Victor in suit
I nearly died from that
me: mmm this thing this person said rubs me the wrong way, but they probably didn't mean it like that, I'm just overreacting, there's no need to block them or respond
the beloved mutual: just blocked someone for liking the colour blue ✌️
Binding Vows and Breaking Bonds
Chapter 3: Upping the Ante
Sayuri lay awake, staring at the wall full of swords, knives and blades of all shapes and sizes.
Her entire body throbbed and leaked in all kinds of ways she didn’t think was possible. She couldn’t be sure how long Naoya had kept her in his room having his way with her in every way possible.
Her mask had been no help, having been crafted for use when she schooled herself to feel nothing but when Naoya had been mercilessly fucking her like the whore he believed her to be, it wasn’t ‘nothing’ that she felt.
Despite her best efforts to not feel any pleasure, Naoya had been relentless and the denial of it only made her body burn hotter.
But with the passion gone, only regret and disgust remained.
A light snore sounded at her back, as a strong arm tightened around her middle. Unlike her, Naoya was sleeping soundly, and the ‘only reason she could stay, was because he would be ‘hungry in the morning.’
Dragging in a shaky breath, she knew he could only possibly mean one thing; more sex, whether she wanted it or not.
Tears burned behind her eyes but she blinked them back. There was no use for self-pity, she had made this bed for herself; it was only fitting that now she lay in it.
A sob choked the back of her throat. Everything now lay on the impossible chance that she would conceive a son with two, different inherited sorcerer techniques.
She would have to come up with a backup plan. Something more concrete than the half-baked hope she would produce a literal prodigy.
The logical solution would be to find a way to convince Naoya that they needed to be married before trying for any children. That would provide the protection and support she was looking for as then any sons or daughters born to them would officially carry the Zenin name rather than simply a bastard.
A sigh escaped her as she rolled onto her back to stare at the ceiling as a change of scenery. Naoya snuffled at her back, pushing her away as he rolled over, taking the covers with him.
If this became permanent in any way, they would definitely be sleeping separately in the future.
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not all ships are For wanting them to be in a happy healthy relationship together. sometimes shipping two characters means you want them to be erotically obsessed with each other and become entwined in a mutually toxic love affair for a few months and then horrifically break each other's hearts and never speak again. sometimes you want them to be codependent best friends with enough repression to explode a submarine who only make out/have sex when they're at their worst. sometimes you want them to pine after each other for years, never say anything, and then die. sometimes you want them to kill each other. this, too, is shipping