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bullet-prooflove · 8 months

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You’ve created a monster 👿 and because you told me to request you best believe I’m gonna %1000 come thru! So BETCH I am on my knees begging you to please do a part 2 or better yet even a full update 😆 of your Nero/Cam girl series please! I would love her reaction to him confessing his feelings for her and FOR THE LOVE OF GOD WOMAN PLEASE GIVE US THE SMUT WE DESERVE FINALLY!!! You are literally torturing me with these two because every time I read an update you post of them Im left yelling in frustration because the sexual tension is legit torture when you leave us with just a tease of them!!!

So please put me out of my misery and don’t let me endure another moment of torture because I just might break

💛💛💛

Keep up the awesomeness and can’t wait for your next update Queen

Companion piece to Day Off

This did not go the way I planned...

“I love you.” He tells you. “I’ve loved you since the moment we met.”

You don’t believe him; Nero can see it in your expression. You turn your head back towards the sky, your fingertips slipping from his so that your palm comes to rest upon your stomach. There’s a tension in your shoulders that resonates through your entire body.

“Is that what you say to all the other girls?” You ask him, your voice a rasp as you stare up at the clouds. “Is that why they sell themselves for you?”

“What?” He spits the word out like a curse because never in a million years did, he expect this from you.

There’s an agony blossoming in his chest, and he tries to shut it down, to be rational but truly you’ve shaken him. He can’t understand how he could have been so wrong about a person.

“I know when I’m being played Nero.” You say quietly, toying with the silver rings on your fingers. “I know what it means when a man says that he loves you, I know what’s expected in return.”

“That’s not what…” He trails off, his lips clamping together as he forces himself up into a sitting position, his elbows coming to rest on his knees as he inclines his head towards you. “You’re fucked up you know that?”

You lay there still sprawled on the grass; your arm thrown up over your head like in one of your boudoir shots on the website.

So fucking tempting and so fucking infuriating all at the same time.

“Do you think I’d be doing this job otherwise?” You ask him as you flick your sunglasses down from their place on the top of your head so that they cover your eyes. “Do you think I’d be selling myself if I was ‘normal’?”

Something happened to you, he feels it in his bones. Someone turned you out and once that happens you can never go back. You re-live the ways you’ve been used even when you step away from the life, it carves itself into your psyche. This he realises must be the compromise. The camming.

You don’t hook anymore, but you sell yourself in a different way and it erodes at your soul little by little until there’s nothing left but an emptiness right where it used to be. He thinks that’s what he’s looking at right now, that vastness. Someone reached into the depths of your spirit, and they tore it to pieces. He sees exactly who you are, and he loves you for it, the problem is your experiences have always been transactional, no matter what he says you’ll never believe him.

“I can’t do this anymore.” He tells you with a sigh. “It’s too much. I can’t be around you.”

There’s no way to win, he understands that now. In your mind, he will always be a pimp and you will always be a whore, trying to claw your way out from underneath him, even if it wasn’t him that put you there in the first place.

“Alright.” You say, your voice devoid of emotion. “I’ll get myself out of Diosa tomorrow.”

#nero padilla x reader #nero soa #nero padilla #nero padilla x you

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angel-inrealtime · 1 year

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November F1c Prompts Day 29

29. Sight: Monument

A/N: Second last day (again, ignoring the month pls). We're embracing the tooth rotting fluff I guess.

He truly, disgustingly, loves America.

You’ve accepted, by now, that it’s not likely to change. That he’s just going to keep loving America and you’ll spend some of the year there.

It’s not so bad, you think, doing a leg of the great American road trip (which you started off calling it as a joke and then it stuck) where you’re in a car rather than on the bikes and it’s just the two of you and you book a couple of nights in a dome made for stargazing not far from the Grand Canyon.

There’s nobody around for miles and miles and you lie with your heads next to each other on the deck outside, looking up at the endless inky sky and the pinpricks of stars dotted all over it.

“Mm.” Daniel makes a noise after a while, contented rumble in his chest.

You thread your fingers into his hair, stroking through his curls and scratching your nails against his scalp. “Okay?”

He nods emphatically, pushing his head up into your hand. “I’m good. Like, so good.”

🌙

It’s worth the early morning wakeup, you think, to see him bathed in the sunrise light. It catches all the gold in his eyes, makes them look like they go on forever. You feel on fire with how much you love him, want to carve out a space in his chest and curl up next to his heart, keep him safe and never let him forget how much he’s loved.

Daniel reaches a hand up off the railing and pokes your nose. “You’re staring.” He’s preening, a little.

“I know.” You couldn’t keep the little smile off your face if you tried, lean back on the railing so you’re looking at him instead of the sunrise, one arm looped through his. “You’re just gorgeous. Can’t help myself.”

Definitely preening, now. “Aw babe.” He grins so wide it splits his face. “Stop it.”

“You don’t mean that. You love it when I tell you how pretty you are.”

Daniel laughs with his head thrown back. “Guilty as charged.” He runs the backs of his knuckles over your upper arm, face softening as he looks at you. “Thanks, for doing some of this with me, when you can. It means a lot.”

“Oh, love.” You kiss his bicep, between the astronaut and cowgirl tattoos. “Of course. I love exploring with you.”

He hums, the same contented noise in his chest from the night before. “Would you…” There’s something on his face that you can’t quite place. “I’m crap at this, I had a big thing to say, and...”

“Crap at what? What do you mean?”

“I just…I don’t wanna explore with anyone else, you know? And I was thinking, like, we’re going to Vegas soon. For the race and stuff. You wanna add in a visit to the drive-thru chapel?”

Your eyes have snapped back to him, now. You can only blink, dumbfounded. “Are you…did you just propose to me?”

He looks like he’s blushing, but he doesn’t move away. “I mean…only if you want to. We can have a party any time and…” He gets more flustered as you stand and look at him. “You always said you wouldn’t want like a big thing, or anything! I just…”

“You are absolutely…” The words dry up in your throat and you turn him around to face you. “Fucking come here, idiot.” You drag him down into a kiss with a hand around the back of his neck.

“So is that a yes, or…?” He says against your mouth, when you let him pull back.

“Is your mum gonna hate me if it is?”

It makes him laugh, trying to pull you as close as possible. “Nah, I told them I was gonna ask.”

“Then yes.”

“Run that by me again?” His eyes are shining.

(You think you might be crying, actually)

“Yes, Daniel.”

🌙

“You guys aren’t coming for a drink later?” George asks, surprised.

You look at Daniel first, furtively, and then smile at the younger man. “Nah we’ve…got plans.” You manage airily.

You leave with Daniel's arm over your shoulder and his head thrown back laughing at something you said, think that’s the end of it. Later, Max tells you the conversation that happened right after you left.

“I’m telling you. They’re gonna do it. Carmen heard her talking about getting photos done after they picked up a car. And they’re all...” George waves his hand. “Y’know.”

Lewis laughs. “They’re always like that, they always have been. Like they’re disgustingly in love or something.” He jostles the younger man. “They’re not even engaged man, and Daniel isn’t the marrying type. He’s told me before.”

“Maybe he wasn’t.” George turns to his teammate, hand outstretched. “Bet you fifty quid, they’re getting married in Vegas.”

“You’re insane, there’s no way.” Lewis says it even as he’s shaking his hand. “Deal.”

🌙

“Are you sure, Daniel?”

He nods earnestly. “We can have a party anytime, with everyone. I kind of...” Daniel cranes his neck up to kiss you where you’re standing in front of him. “It’s kind of nice, that this is just us.”

“But your family...” You fret, not for the first time.

“They get it. Don’t worry.” He smiles at you, and it feels so soft, like a caress. “It’s nice that you care, though.”

You scrunch up your nose. “Of course I care, it matters to you. And like...I like them, and I want them to continue to like me.”

“They fucking love you, are you joking? You sure I don’t have to like, ask your mum for permission or anything?” He asks, poking you in the side.

“Ohhh, you’re so funny.”

“I mean you clearly thought so, at some point.”

“I still do.” You concede. “I’ll deny it if you tell anyone though.”

He laughs, bright and loud, rests his hands on your waist when you both go still, breathing falling in sync. “No take backs.”

You brush your hands through his hair, and the only word you can find to describe how he’s looking at you is ‘adoringly’. You bend down to kiss him softly. “No take backs.” You repeat firmly.

The black dress swirls around you as he stands, picks up your hand and makes you spin in your cowboy boots, grinning wide when he puts the hat on your head too.

🌙

You stride into the paddock on Thursday holding hands, and it’s George who spots you first.

“You actually bloody did it, didn’t you? You went to the fucking drive thru chapel.” You laugh loudly and hold up your left hand, newly adorned finger glittering in the sunlight, and he leans back through the front door into the Mercedes hospitality. “They did too, you owe me.” He crows.

Lewis shakes his head but hands over what looks like $50 to the younger man, before he hugs you both over the fence. “Cheers for the invite, man. Happy for you, but like...”

Daniel laughs. “Thanks, mate. Party will be later. It just...when in Vegas, you know?”

Geri screams when you walk into the Red Bull hospitality area, and you know the news has beaten you there. Daniel stays close all day, rolling his eyes when they pull him away to film social media content.

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the0retically · 2 months

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Monster Control Service:

……..I can’t keep these thoughts to myself but oh my god that was an absolute fever dream

Part 1:

- Rip Condi, lost in a fire, transported away in a bubble, damn

- This is already insane, how did Grizz and Charlie just forget to design their characters

- Charlie what is your character???? HUH??

- Their voices are so—

- THEY ARENT EVEN AT HOME??

- “Just a changeling wearing a hat” oh my god

- GRIZZ PLEASE THAT LAUGH IS SO WEIRD

- ……..is this just monsters inc? Is bizly describing Roz right now?

- CHASE HAS A LITTLE PROPELLER HAT?? AWWWW

- “Every man shits himself at least once in his life” ok grizz

- The banter between Grizz and Charlie is so so fun

- “Why would you do this to me father?” “Because I love you, son”

- POISON DAMAGE????

- THE CREEPS ARE LEGIT CREEPS WHAT IS HAPPENING?? Just father son bonding day at work!

- The music is just so cheery right now

- “You know we actually have six monster balls and I look at my pants” RICHARD PLEASE DONT SAY THAT

- Charlie playing a changeling is so so cursed

- Chase just unscrewing the lightbulbs??

- Chase keeps going to bite people Richard should’ve given him those eggs before this

- I love how Condi is there but just hanging out off camera and watching them play

- “That is my baby” “what? No I am your baby father” Chase just wants his father’s love

- Can the bubble be popped?—YEAH THANK YOU CHARLIE

- Chase is just Goobleck but able to talk more and is a little boy

- “I told you papa, if I go to church I will burst into fire”

- Bizly looks so upset by everything that Chase does and honestly me too. I love Chase but he’s horrific

- They are spending so much time at this drive thru pleaseeeee, bizly is just dying slowly

- GRIZZ JUST LOOKING AT DAD SAYINGS AND ONLY FINDING “working hard or hardly working”

- COWS DONT EXIST “father what the fuck is a cow?”

- Richard just telling dad jokes is Everything

- “Alright, son, attack!” OH GOD

- Chase is a druid changeling?? That’s so so cool

- Black sand!! It’s canon across universes!!

- Oh god he just shot this gun in this town please bebo don’t let there be repercussions to that

- Yay!! Charlie got his attack of opportunity!!

- I’m so—this is devolving so fast why is Chase saying— OH HI DAKOTA??

- I’m just watching in awe?? I just don’t even understand what’s fully happening

- Charlie has lost his mind, Chase what are you even saying right now

- Bizly is just Disgusted

- “Oh no I ate him” “YOU ATE THE OLD MAN???” Bizly proceeds to just stare at Charlie in horror

Part 2:

- The disclaimer at the start……..I’m scared

- Why does Charlie want to become a hollow animal—so he can turn into a meat car??

- ……….Chase is the interior?? This is a horrifying ability of his

- And now this is sad, Richard just accept your son!!

- Charlie really makes all of his characters be a fucked up little guy who’s told he’s different and will never fit in

- ……..Richard What, good for Charlie for not justifying that with a response

- I like can’t even process what is fully happening

- Richard takes his shirt off??? I guess that’s smart to distract while Chase is chasing down the mayor

- 18 POISON DAMAGE TO THE MAYOR????? HE WANTS TO REPLACE HIM

- “Performance to eat his ass?” OH GOD?? “As soon as I’m the mayor I’m gonna kiss him on the mouth…4!” CHARLIE NO

- Chase being the mayor but just being upset that he was placed in time out is SO FUNNY??

- Mom lore now?? After all of this??

- RICHARD SAYS HE HAS A MONSTER COCK???? WHAT IS HAPPENING GRIZZ WHAT THE HELL

- ok now it’s mom lore—I’m so so confused

- “However old you are, years, months, days” Yeahh Chase is just 10

- WHY IS HE EXPLAINING HOW BABIES ARE MADE TO CHASE RIGHT NOW

- “How do I explain this and not get demonetized” “it’s patreon go for it” “…it’s patreon :) guys :)” GRIZZ DONT LOOK AT THE CAMERA AND SAY THAT IM HORRIFIED NOW

- :( oh chase is going in to hug his dad!!! WAIT I LOVE THIS THIS IS SO SWEET

- ROLLING TO BECOME FURRIES?? I MISSED A CHAPTER HOLD UP

- Tizen note: “this is awesome” TIZEN!!!!

- DICK OUT???? RICHARD WHAT THE FUCK

- Charlie and Grizz are having too much fun with this oh my god

- “I start whimpering” “WHY??” Oh my god they’re losing it, they’re just genuinely losing it

- “That note came straight from the mayor” “oh” holy shit??

- Can’t believe they killed the mayor and he had all the answers

- “Like I do with monsters, fuck the house” PLEASE

- THE IMMEDIATE BACKTRACK FROM CHARLIE “fucking monsters is ok but I’m making furries illegal” IM CRYING

- This is chaotic I’m gonna lose it what on earth is happening

- I have still over an hour left and my brain feels like it’s turned into mush

- SANTA IS A MONSTER IN THIS WORLD??

- Grizz please don’t roll a 20 for this man to have a monster fetish WHAT GRIZZ ROLLED IT BUT IT WAS AFTER THE TWO ROLLS NOOOOOO NOW I FEEL BAD GRIZZ SHOULDVE GOTTEN THAT 20

- Chase plays fortnight? He really is just a boy monster, love him

- And now he’s just playing among us

- Why are they all rolling for among us “if I die in among us then do I die in real life?” “Yes” HUH?

- I literally forgot about the secret room oh my god

- This is insanity, I honestly love it, the vibes are just crazy, peak friends just playing dnd and messing around

- “so you can’t find any monster smut” never mind I hate this, I forgot Richard was looking for that

- Bizly did not just say that

- He just sounds like Goobleck during this mayor speech oh my god

- Thank you for the apology Grizz cause this is so—“you have a spiked cock” “…yeah”

- “Instead of yellow, walk up and say jello :)” “…jello :)”

- “Chase is engulfed….and he’s gonna engulf back” OH GOD?

- The glasses are off, yeah that makes sense

- Oh god Bizly talking about how he and his girlfriend created this world that was supposed to be sweet and cute as animal control pretty much but they’re monsters and then this is how it devolved to is so—bebo im so sorry

- Bizly’s face is how I feel right now

- But they’re right I do like the Creep family, they’re just goofy!

- …….I hate them

- What on earth is happening

- Oh god chase is going through puberty???

- Bizly is losing it and so I am

- “My balls light on fire…I don’t know they’re on fire” HUH?

- Why is Charlie whispering to Grizz right now, what are they planning-OH MY GOD

- I hate this???? Grizz please

- I just, I don’t even know how to react to this

- “Son, I’m proud of you” how dare they make an emotional moment right now, hold up this conversation is sweet

- ……I don’t know how to act

- CONDI HIIIIIIII

- Charlie pleaseeee everyone is just so done

- What an incredible fever dream

#jrwi #jrwi thoughts #jrwi mcs

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plasmasimagination · 8 months

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Hello! (W-wonderhoy!) I saw your matchup event, can I get one?

fandom: Honkai Star rail.

character I don’t want to be paired: Sampo.

I’m a ENTP Capricorn cis girl who loves do cosplay as a hobby, i’m a very confident person, even though people used to joke too much about my voice and height (too tall to wear cute stuffs), causing me not being confident of myself and afraid of singing. I like playing online games as a way to escape from reality just for a moment and I really loves having a time just to drink tea and eat some dessert made my me. I like baking something too.

I hate too much noises and people who likes to fake things just to receive attention. I just tell them to stop and judge too much these people (I know is wrong but- I can’t).

My love language is words of affirmation and quality time (is between these two ;-; sorry)

HI THERE DARLING how you doing? I'm so excited that you requested! Also your description is very nice and your persona is so cute I love their hair

Onto the interessting part now .....

Your matchup partner is....WELT

It might be very unusual but I think Welt would fit you. He would definitely balance your personality out, he would definitely encourage all of your hobbies and actually try to help you, If he found out about your insecuritys he would compliment you on random times, but expect a "you look very beautiful in that" and such little comments constantly thru out the day from him. If you have something you're interested in for example a new game or something he would love to listen to you talk/rant about it because he finds your voice soothing and relaxing. I matched you with him because you two have a lot in common. He will definelty have a certain time where you two meet up to drink tea and just enjoy each others company, I like to headcanon that he enjoys sweet things so he's always fond of trying your new baking recipes or such. He's also not fond of loud noises he prefers to keep to himself and avoid bigger crowds if he can, so you two would probably always end up having like really intimate and private dates where there aren't much people,ofcourse if that's your preference, he would change his ways if you prefer to go to a restoraunt or something. Also welt is like a gossip aunt in my head so you two can have an occasional gossip session of the people that annoy you two (🥹). Also your love laungauges align his perfectly, his number one are quality time and act of service and after that words of affirmation on third place gift giving and fifth physical touch, since he's not very used to physical affection he would prefer to show his love for you while spending time with you, hes also always gonna help you out if you're feeling overwhelmed with something. And like I mentioned don't be suprised because welt will make sure to tell you how amazing you are atleast once a day

Love you darling don't forget to eat an drink <3

Thank you so much for dropping by on my blog :^

#honkai star rail x reader #headcanons #honkai x reader #honkai star rail #honkai star rail x you #honkai star rail smut #welt yang #hsr welt #welt yang x reader #honkai star rail welt #welt x reader #honkai star rail kafka #star rail #honaki star rail #hsr #hsr fanart

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ohlovxr · 2 years

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ok u cannot judge me i read that one stepbro remus blurb (ur prolly gonna be able to recognize which one. thats all im sayinfg. i’m a whore i literally cannot stand myself. eep) but

idk i heard somebody say sumn about an older stepbro!matt who “accidentally” (maybe. maybe on purpose tho. open to interpretation) buries his cock balls deep in your ass when you’re fooling around one day. he’s behind you with your body pulled flush to his chest when you freeze and squeak under your breath— “matty— that’s— wrong hole.”

speaking from experience (a fr accident. that i handled like a champ bc i am a champ) if you’re relaxed and aware of the fact that you need to REMAIN relaxed it doesn’t hurt as much as it just feels really weird and big and overstimulating. As long as you’re not moving, you’re mostly fine, even with spit for lube and little prep. You’re squirming as much as you dare to-which isn’t very much— while matt holds you still, hands smoothing down your arms and tone dripping with concern, “Oh, jeez, I’m so sorry. I dunno if I can get it out, I mean, there’s no lube and you’re just so tight it’s gonna hurt both of us a whole lot :((((we’re gonna have to wait until you relax, baby.“. and hugs you tighter. n maybe that sounds not quite right, but matty’s older, he’s in grad school, so he prolly knows what he’s talking about, right? plus he’s fucked you thru 3 orgasms atp so your brain is swiss cheese. of course matty is right. he’s always right. always looking after you. N so you’re pretty much stuck there, in his lap, his mouth at your neck n his fingers rubbing little soothing circles around your puffy little clit as your hole flutters n clenches around him. it’s so hard to stay relaxed, especially when matty starts to grind his cock into your ass, careful to keep his movements shallow so he doesn’t tug at your poor stretched hole too much :(( and you whine n whimper at first but matt’s quick to tell you it’s fine, he’s just a little uncomfortable, ‘cause this hurts him too, after all, so wouldn’t you just try to relax already? and you’re trying real hard but every time his fingers brush your clit you can’t help the shiver that spasms through you, sharp like a shockwave up your spine, n you end up squeezing tight around his cock even as hard as you fight not to. Matty lets out this little rumble in the back of his throat each time you clench up like that but he keeps bullying your poor lil clit anyways, pinching n squeezing n rubbing at it until your pussy starts to drool n that uncomfy overstimulated feeling of his cock stretching your ass starts to give way to smth else. when he urges you back against his chest and kisses your neck from behind a fretful little moan slips out and you choke on a pleading matty, not exactly sure of what it is you’re even asking for. But matty’s good to you n he always knows what you need. “we’re gonna need lube if you can’t relax, sweetheart,” he whispers against your throat, his voice shallow and strangled as he grinds you against his cock and works your clit a little faster, breath hitching each time you clench down around him in response, “but don’t worry about that. i— oh, fuck— I think I got it covered.”. your head is spinning atp and your only coherent thoughts begin and end with matty n the feeling of his cock inside of u so it takes a second before u fully understand what he’s saying. and then he groans and tenses up and something warm and wet and hot floods ur insides and you clap your hand over your mouth—

“Oh my god, matt- what the hell?”

“sorry,” he replies, grinning, n even though you can’t see it his tone is vv much “not sorry” so you know precisely the shit eating grin he has on as he works his hands up under your thighs to lift you just a little, pulling out just a little and then pushing back in. anyway im literally blushing rn and cannot continue this bc im writhing n screaming n dying of shame. but basically ur big mad bc u didn’t get to cum :(( but that’s ok because now that matty’s got u all lubed up with his cum he can fuck u until ur shaking <3 i will see myself out. runs directly into traffic

STOOPPPPP GAAHHHHHH

…

when he can actually start thrusting into your little hole, he praises you with the MOST condescension, “good girl, sweetheart. taking my cock like a little champ.”

#you really are a champ though cutie #thank you for sharing your experience and turning into the highlight of my week #matt murdock x reader #notsfw #stepbrother!matt #tw stepcest

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ask-mangle-the-sad-one · 3 months

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it didn’t go as planned

so u know my revenge I was talking about well it didn’t go as planned

“hi I’m back and u went way too deep so I’m tossing u into the sea!”-mangle. “I don’t know what you are talking about” -toy Chica. “U have never been Pritty like look in a mirror and if I’m a “pile of parts” then you must be the stupidest chicken I’ve ever met and I’m sorry that ur ugly but “it’s not my fault that you have such a fat beak” and whoever herd of a chicken who has a cupcake that is the supedest thing I’ve ever heard of.”-mangle. ”NOW YOU LITLE-“-toy Chica. “But I’ll forgive you, I will never forget it, but I do forgive you, I am just trying my best to shake you in the same way that you shook me, so I’m forgive’ing you”-mangle “oh so are we messing with each other’s feelings now are we?well you have no idea how many things I’ve heard from your mouth… and from Freddy’s.” “OH NOW DONT BRING HIM INTO THIS! YOU DIRTY LITTLE RAT! I WILL SHOVE YOU IN A RAT TRAP MYSELF IF YOU GET THIS PERSONAL!”-mangle. At this point the older animatronics walk out and kinda just stand there in the doorway “see they keep saying our names”-withered Bonnie “Bonnie look at what’s happening how r u not able to put 2 and 2 together they r our replacement’s! Come on this doesn’t concern us” they then go back to parts and service “ oh just u wait you’ll see what I have to say”-toy Chica by now toy Freddy and toy Bonnie walk in “what’s the matter, just tell me”-toy Freddy “oh! Well I’m just gonna say it now! I’ve been up later than you all think I also have herd words meant to stay between 2 animatronic’s and by now Bonnie is the only one of us who doesn’t know so why don’t I let him know! Bonnie here’s the news after I told mangle that she was a pile of parts she was crying about it in kids cove and here’s the juicy part Freddy went to confert her and I forgot everything else *mangle and toy Freddy both look terrified* except this one bit he said “you’re a beautiful pile of parts, and let’s keep it between us but *she starts whispering* I’ve always had a bit of a crush on you myself.” And do ya know what mangle said back!? *at this point mangle is crying in toy Freddy’s arms* she said “oh well let’s keep it between us but I’ve had a crush on you since I can’t even remember” “HEY THAT IS SOMETHING YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO SHARE! And wile I admit I knew it before this I just want you to know exactly how much you’ve hurt her!”-mangle’s endo head “ oh! But now everyone knows it and I win again!” *thru shaky breaths*”oh y-yeah? W-well I um YOU LOVE BONNIE!”-mangle “WHAT!?!?”-literally everybody “HOW DID YOU FIND THAT OUT YOU DIRTY RAT!?!”-toy Chica “wait you actually do?!?!”-mangle “why didn’t you tell me?”-toy Bonnie “EVERYONE STOP!!! Listen we all need a break from each other so why don’t you 2 talk over on the stage and me and mangle will talk in kids cove.”-toy Freddy “fine”-toy Chica mangle and toy Freddy then head over to kids cove and when they get there mangle collapses on the floor “I feel like somebody tossed me in a washing machine for an hour”-mangle “I’m sorry but ha-ha-ha it’s just what you just said I’m sorry about that. Anyway I guess they know.”-toy Freddy “yep *she pops her lips*”-mangle “um do you want to just sit together then?”-toy Freddy “m-hm”-mangle “sounds like Bonnie and Chica are getting along well”-toy Freddy they then just sit down together *im going to direct your attention to toy Bonnie and Chica* they walk over and sit down on the edge of the stage “so how long?”-toy Bonnie “a year” -toy Chica “wow!…well I might as well tell you *sigh* I love you to”-toy Bonnie *toy Chica Is shocked* “wow… u want to *she trails off*”-toy Chica “why not, we can try, see if it works.”toy Bonnie *toy Chica and toy Bonnie suddenly start laughing* “come on let’s go talk to Freddy and mangle”-toy Chica *toy Chica knock’s on the door frame of kids cove* “hellllooo! The then walk in “listen mangle… I’m sorry I called you a pile of parts, can you forgive me?”-toy Chica “of course”-mangle *and then the clock struck 12 and they went to try to get the night guard*

Um… I’m not explaining this yet

#mangle rp #it’s a long story #my revenge didn’t go as planned

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cheriboiyo · 4 months

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Heyy 👋

I haven’t officially made this announcement on any other platforms yet so you guys are the first to hear this—

Soo I am going into full time freelancing again! 👀 I finally quit my day job and I’ll be staying with my boyfriend for a bit, so I can just focus on better growing a brand for myself I suppose? Idk we’re working together and we’re gonna see how this goes 🙏 I’m in the process of making some merch to open a little online shop somewhere, aaand I have plans to open a patreon soon! c: I’m still putting things together, some of it is a lot and happening on top of each other all at once, so for the time being it’s all on a TBA status

I do need to update my commission prices for those who are interested in that 🤔 I’ll have more options this time around and I’ll be trying to keep them scheduled, so let me know if you’re interested and stay tuned for updates on that!

As for the shop, I’m not certain of where I’ll go thru — I’ve been thinking Etsy because it’s pretty easy and widely known, and beginner friendly from my understanding at least, but I’m open to better suggestions if anyone knows any other sites! I already have a small amount of designs being processed right now for stickers and keychains, some original and some fanart type ones ✨ if things go well in this first wave and I get good interest in more designs I’ll definitely let you guys know so you can help me pick out ideas and franchises you’d maybe like to purchase!

Also for patreon, I wanted your guys’ input on things that would be good to keep exclusive there 🤔🤔 like I’ve been told early access and like process or tutorial videos would be good, but I want you guys to tell me what you would want in something like that from me 🤲 i will be starting it simple and small when I get there, but I still want it to be worth checking out so let me know!

I’ll stop here for now, I’ll be updating my commission prices once I settle in with my boyfriend, and as soon as I get mock ups for previews on the merch I’ll drop them here 💃✨

#text #updates

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Hi, I just wanted to let you know that your blog here really inspires me. I write fanfics, and all the time I think "oh I shouldn't write this, it's too weird or different or no one will like it" even though it's a concept I LOVE. Then sometimes I scroll and see your art here and get this rush of admiration. Like a lot of artists settle on drawing one thing for years and that makes me so sad because you can tell they don't like it anymore and just do it to keep their followers happy. But you fill your blog with all the different things you love and that's how I found it (thru HxH) and fell in love with your art and that makes me feel… idk, just so happy and makes me want to fill my profile writing all kinds of different fanfic that I love too. Not just your attitude towards art is beautiful, the artwork itself is also always so interesting and unique and gorgeous, and I love your artstyle!! Okay, I've ranted for a long time, but I just had to tell you.

-C

AAAAHHH

I couldn’t stop smiling reading this :_) I’m glad my blog gives you inspiration! You’re absolutely right: you can keep your followers happy doing one thing for years, but for me it’s not an option… I just can’t make myself do smth I have no passion for anymore. And as I think there’s smth wrong with me (that is my first thought in any situation kjkjskjsk) it often seems to me like ppl do it willingly :0 I just look at them with sad puppy eyes like “oh, they’re so lucky their interest lives through years, I just can’t do that” x) But from this point of view…

I mean, anyway, it’s a choice that has its advantages and disadvantages, for me doing what I want is more important! Even if sometimes I’m gonna be sad about lacking feedback. But again, messages like this convince me I do the right thing ❤ Thank you for your support and nice words ❤

#anon

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tboygareth · 11 months

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wip wednesday

i was not tagged by anybody but because i have finally been given permission to talk about my steddiebang project, i'm goddamn gonna.

RULES

Post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. This is an opportunity to flex your steddiebang - DO THAT.

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in or just post.

*Optional: Respond the the ask with the lines you wrote. (This is me holding myself accountable honestly)

WIPS - all my file names already have titles

batter up! (steddiebang!!!)

greatest hits (final update forthcoming... at some point...)

for the bit (fake dating au, currently going thru a full rebrand)

Early in the week, Wrigley Field welcomes the press for interviews about their upcoming games, the spring season now well underway, and a reporter from ESPN actually has the nerve to ask Steve about it.

“Yeah, of course I’ve listened to it,” Steve tells her, forcing a smile. “Eddie and I graduated high school together. He’s really made a name for himself, huh?”

“Well, you do know what the rumor is, don’t you? It’s been all over Reddit all week.”

Of course Steve knows what the going rumor is. It’s him, he is the rumor. He puts on his best doofus expression. “No, I hadn’t heard. I don’t spend much time online these days.”

He waits for her to say it, for the ESPN reporter he once went down on in the locker room after everybody else went home for the night to tell him that he is the subject of even more gay rumors, less than a year after he’d been caught fucking a teammate in the very same locker room where he fucked her.

What’s her name again…? Shelby? Sara? Samantha? Steve can’t fucking remember. She doesn’t say it, though; she puts a finger to her earpiece and smiles once again at the camera.

“Looks like that’s all we have time for,” she says instead. “This is Simone Tindell, signing off for ESPN.”

Simone. That’s right.

The camera shuts off, and Simone smacks Steve on the arm. “You do know, don’t you?”

“Off the record?” Simone nods. “Of course I know. That asshole hasn’t been subtle a day in his life. The album art? Cheap Cubs uniform? Number seven on his wristband? He practically gift-wrapped the rumors for me.”

“Is it about you, Steve?”

“You think Robin would let me say one way or another?” Steve asks, holding his hands out in a placating gesture. “And you can say as much as you want that you won’t tell anyone if I confirm it, but you’re a reporter above all else, Simone. If you get the scoop, you gotta run it.”

“Can you tell me what your favorite song is, at least?”

“No,” Steve says, short and simple. “I’m not talking about it. If I talk about it too much, the rumors will just get worse, and I really, honestly wanted to keep a low profile this season.”

“Are you mad at Eddie for releasing the album when he did?”

“No comment, Simone, okay? Let it drop already.”

“Are you done flirting?” calls one of his teammates.

“Fuck you, Carver.”

“Fuck me yourself, Harrington,” Jason Carver says with a wink.

“Better stay away from that one this season,” Simone teases.

“Learned my lesson last year,” Steve says, nodding in agreement.

It got really bad last year. Carver had been deeper in the closet than Steve at the time, with the gold crucifix practically glued to his neck and the sign of the cross in the batter’s box every time he stepped up to the plate.

The media storm overshadowed the team’s eight-win streak and put Steve in a vat of hot water.

Not both of them, just Steve. Because he already had a reputation before Carver even joined the team. And now on top of being a bitch and a slut, here he was corrupting a good Catholic boy from the Bible Belt, tempting him into sin. The accusations had sent Steve reeling, because they were the very same types of accusations Eddie had gotten after… well, after everything.

With Carver last year it was never serious, so after getting caught it was easy for them to put a stop to it, but it has been months and they are both still being asked about their relationship. And Jason fucking Carver is still doing the absolute fucking most when there are cameras around that might see him within arm’s reach of Steve. Carver’s stats are garbage, so like… anything to have his name in print, right? Even if the only leg he’s got left to stand on is whatever relationship they may have had last year.

There never was a relationship, is the thing. They fucked around a couple of times here and there, and Steve was finished with him the one singular time he brought Carver back to his condo and watched him push his cat off the bed. Petty? Maybe, but he was never worth the headache in the first place.

In the months since the thing between them that had never even been a thing to begin with, Steve has continued to date around. He went out with a tattoo artist for a few weeks before dropping him when he realized he hated the way the guy laughed. And then there was the girl he’d gone out with a few times that had a cockatiel. He dumped her because she had a cockatiel.

That’s another thing; Steve Harrington, serial dater, can’t commit.

It was never like that with Eddie. Sure, things between them ended badly, and way sooner than either of them would have liked, but that was justified. When you’re eighteen, threats about college and a beating from your dad outweighs every good thing in your life. Especially when every good thing runs away from the fight and leaves you to deal with it on your own, even after all the promises you made to each other.

Steve doesn’t know if he’s ready to reconcile with Eddie; he doesn’t know if he should. They were good in high school, an unlikely but compatible match in almost every way. They argued sometimes, about what they were to one another, because Steve wasn’t ready to be out, but the time they spent alone together remains some of the best memories of Steve’s high school career. Not even state championships could compare.

tagging literally all my followers and mutuals who are taking part in the bang. please join in, today's the wednesday to do it! even if you're not doing the bang and working on something else, please join in!

#bee's blurbs #batter up!#steddie fic #wip wednesday #steddiebang

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frecklystars · 11 months

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I just got back from the emergency room.

At 6am, an irl friend (doesn’t have a tumblr) with good intentions thought I needed to see a NSFT commission my abuser purchased of her with STSC, I’m too tired to explain why, they thought they were bringing something to my attention about her lying to me about the STSC commissions from January, but like I literally already knew bc I was there 5 months ago when the lies happened? Which is what made STSC a trigger in the first place???

Anyway of course seeing my abuser is a major trigger, I can never handle it, it’s not something I can work on reclaiming. and it’s even worse seeing my main comfort character she ruined as the main commission piece… with her. like that

So. This commission was a NSFT commission of her and STSC together. Just, showing up on my phone after my friend sends me the image with a “thought you should know” caption. Felt sick immediately looking at it. Dropped my phone without even closing it out. Immediately threw up, been throwing up all night so it’s just water now

I told my friend I couldn’t look at things like that, I told them I don’t want them digging up stuff on her blogs and I definitely don’t want them showing me anything holy fucking christ I just want to forget she exists. I said this nicely of course. They apologized. I said it was fine. I’m crying my eyes out bc I’m trying to get the image out of my head. I hang up the phone. I tell myself it’s ok I have therapy in a few hours. Spoiler alert I don’t make it to therapy

Ten minutes later I get that feeling in my chest like it’s being crushed, went thru this twice before in the last few months when I saw other commissions of her posted on artists kofi pages. I try to remember it’s like the other two times I had crushing panic attacks, it will pass in a few hours, but my vision was getting black spots every so often, I’m sweating and shaking more than I usually do when this happens, I felt my left arm starting to go numb. I thought “uh oh that’s new”. Nobody else is home so I sat there wondering if I can afford to call for an ambulance. I call my dad he doesn’t pick up. I call again. He says “I don’t have time for you I have customers” and hangs up. Father of the year. I call my friends they’re all at work so they’re unable to answer. I sit there and wonder if I can afford another fucking hospital visit. My left arm is still numb. I feel my toes start to go numb. I sit there another good ten minutes telling myself to just deal with it because this is so fucking stupid. I feel my right arm starting to lose feeling. My dog is whining at me. I call 911

So another ten minutes later I’m in an ambulance, they immediately tell me I’m having a heart attack. I am torn between “fuck what the fuck? no fucking way what the fuck I’m in my early 20s what do you mean I’m having a goddamn heart attack? Over a trigger? Can a trigger give you a heart attack?? ” and also thinking “oh my god I hope this kills me please fuckjng kill me I can’t take this shit anymore god if you’re real you need to take me right now I am so sick of feeling this bad I can’t do this anymore if you’re gonna take me out then just make the heart attack quick”

I pass out

I wake up in a room and the doctors do a different type of heart test. One hour later they tell me I’m not having a heart attack and they actually misread the machine’s readings or something (which is common apparently, and the same thing happened to my dad back in August, he got false heart attack readings as well). I’m barely hearing what they’re saying bc I can’t read their lips and they’re talking too fast and not facing me directly. They keep me for 5 hours and run another test to confirm I’m not having a heart attack., or rather by that point, that I have no trace of any heart attacks. Just the worst fucking panic attacks that kept happening in succession

they say I’m having so much anxiety that it’s “worrying” and they shouldn’t be seeing levels of anxiety in someone my age. they asked if I’ve been anxious about anything particular lately I start crying I say YES I just had a major c-ptsd trigger, I’ve been stress-vomiting on and off for several hours before I even saw the trigger, and I’ve been very high alert/on edge very jittery for two days before THAT. so it’s like my brain had been building this up to happen for two days

they ask for how long I’ve had anxiety on a consistent basis like this and when the stress started and I answer it’s been like this for almost 10 months straight and then they said Oh Miss Keri you’re going to definitely have heart attacks if you don’t try to address this soon you can’t keep continuing like this and I say Oh Doctor I’m going to therapy and doing breathing exercises and meditating and before one week ago I hadn’t accessed ANY of my social media in 8 fucking months. What else can I possibly do. Genuinely. Please. Help me. And they said I basically just need to keep doing breathing exercises and therapy and drink more water and I was like. Fuck. Okay. What else. They said there is nothing else I just need to “take it easy” and I was like. Fuck! Okay!

They asked me if any of my other ptsd triggers gave me this reaction, I said no it’s literally just this one particular trigger (seeing my abuser) that sends me into a panic attack that makes me feel like my chest is getting crushed. They said to try to avoid that and I was like “okay yes” like hoo I am trying my fuckjng best here but it’s hard when! ppl keep showing me my abuser! saying oh Keri she’s talking about you and oh look keri she’s doing this and this and this oh keri see who’s talking about you in her blog see who’s saying your ptsd is fake because you drew yourself in a pink shirt 8 months ago. before the ptsd even started. bc the reading comprehension is piss poor here. ooh keri how can you have ptsd if you own a pink shirt!!!!

ppl Keep talking about her and sometimes I see her by accident when I want to check an artist’s blog and she’s right there. Obviously it’s within her rights to buy commissions, and this time I didn’t even see the comm directly sourced from her or an artist, it was my irl friend who sent it. It’s so fucking hard for me to relax when people keep talking to me about her and trying to tell me that she’s “spreading rumors about me” or “tagging me in posts” like. I don’t want to know!!! I don’t want to see her I hate her so much I will probably never forgive her for ruining me. I wish ppl wouldn’t bring her up with me !!! and it rly sucks that I have to risk seeing her Literally Everywhere bc, yes it’s within her rights to get comms from whomever she wants whenever she wants, but oh my fucking god. it’s like she is omnipresent in the tf self shipping community i have to jump thru hoops to avoid her and I can never manage one single week without seeing something and it is frustrating. I hate that I had to have such a bad falling out with a person who is nearly impossible to avoid seeing despite me blocking and blacklisting and filtering. It’s the goddamn worst. I wish we never met.

I’m sick of seeing the inside of hospitals. Sick of the smell and the beeping sounds. I want to die so bad rn I’m so sick of this happening

HATE HATE HATE that my stupid fucking traumatized brain cannot stand the image of my abuser. Hate even more that my brain associates seeing characters being affectionate with her, with the very feeling that the image provokes, and uses it as “proof” that my f/os want to hurt me, want me to feel this bad and would do it all for her. Seeing STSC be tender with the person triggering me, it does something to my brain to make me believe he doesn’t love me, I don’t know how to word it properly I’m not a fuckinf therapist and I haven’t slept properly in over 24 hours.

I Cannot see myself healing I am doing so fucking bad. Like how do I possibly recover from ptsd when it grips me by the throat and strangles me. How am I going to heal fro this if I can’t avoid her. I’ can’t just drop tf I can’t just stop self shipping I can’t just leave for another 8 months, nothing is working. I am trying everything. I tried dying multiple times when I was offline for those 8 months and hahah that didn’t fucking work either!! I am in hell!!! I just want my f/os back I want to stop being scared of them I want to believe STSC would never want me to shake like this and cry like tiis but there’s a voice in my head saying that he’ wants to hurt me, that he feels good whe I’m broken up like this. that image of him with her, seeing that while having the attack, it’s like my brain is saying “see! Look! I was right! He hates you and loves it when she hurts you! See!! See how much he loves her when she’s hurting you”

I just want to go back to normal. I hate that I can’t function. I miss myself so much I have no idea how to function like a whole entire person. I’m sorry to my friends who have to see me like this. I’m sorry to my followers who keep saying I’m their inspiration, I don’t know what you could possibly see in me when I’m like this

I’ll delete this later I am going to sleep bc I missed my therapy appointment and I am fuckjng exhausted

#vomit mention and suicide mention #delete later #vent

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rahleeyah · 1 year

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I’ve been away from tumblr for a while, did you always have a gf?!

Re the EO of it all, the reason ppl catastrophize, include me, at every little thing, is because there is little to no movement. When C first came back I was like relax, things are moving along, then they abruptly stopped giving us anything, no EO no movement, no progress for 3 seasons now. I’m tired. Only saving grace is that I don’t really watch OC, and I’m enjoying SVU this season.

LMAO no not always, we've been together a few months 🤣

So the thing is I understand why people catastrophize, I said in my post I'd been doing it myself, for some of the reasons you mentioned. I never said that people shouldn't express disappointment or concern (I expressed my own frustration in that post several times) and I never like. Passed a judgment on anyone for responding in any kind of way. I was asked my opinion and I gave it. I think everybody knows why we and others are frustrated by this, I think there's been plenty of posts on that topic. I don't want you to think you have to defend your position, when in part I agree with it.

The thing is, if all I ever thought about was how the show isn't doing what I want then all the joy I derive from it would be gone, and I would simply stop watching. Life is too short for me to actually be hurt by a TV show. If I genuinely only felt resentment I would stop. But I haven't, bc I don't feel that way.

what I am doing, all the time, is evaluating what we have been given, what we can reasonably expect, what I can do with what we have been given, and whether at the end of the day it still makes me happy. This is work I am doing for me; other people will do things their own way and it's not up to me to tell them what to think or get upset when we're not in lockstep.

When I am asked about my perspective my answer is going to be based on those four questions above. This a network copaganda series that has never done deep dives into relationships and in fact even for the men Olivia was actually sleeping with only ever gave us brief, periodic glimpses into what was going on at home. The franchise prides itself on not doing a lot of relationship work. Whatever we might want, however compelling a story they may have on their hands with EO, they aren't ever going to center EO. Not bc they hate it (tho perhaps some of tptb do) but bc that simply isn't the kind of show this is. It's a hot dog cart, they're not selling pad thai. When all they have to offer us is a hot dog, well. What else did we expect?

Yes they have the means to do more, but to what extent? Mariska and Chris are already on set for their own shows 16 hours a day, when are they supposed to stop work on their individual shows (which the writers/producers of each show have to prioritize their own show over EO, bc EO is not a show, eo is a concept that is connective between two shows but eo doesn't get renewed, the shows do, and so the shows, individually, have to be good on their own merits) and go to a different set? Esp when they're still filming episodes just like 3-4 out from airing? That schedule is TIGHT. Plus oc has had like three showrunners this season and they aren't even halfway thru filming. They barely know what story they're telling over there and it's unclear whether what we have now is the result of current leadership or the last fingerprints of someone who's already gone. I'm not happy with it, and I've expressed my unhappiness with it, but I'm not gonna like. Just keep repeating how disappointing it is.

The echo chamber of negativity hurts me. I know that some people find comfort in hearing people voice their concerns and discussing that together, but to constantly be soaking in that environment clouds my judgment. It pulls me away from my own thoughts and perspective, it stifles my creativity, and it makes me feel bad, when if I only step outside that discourse and evaluate things for myself, I'm actually pretty happy with where we're at.

So again, when I am asked my opinion, I am not going to contribute to a cycle that hurts me. I am going to be honest about my perspective, and offer some encouragement - and, again, not tell others what to feel.

Y'all feel any kind of way you feel. Everybody has a different outlook and it's important for us to hear a range of voices. But this here is my house, and I will not contribute to distressing others as these conversations sometimes distress me. I'm not going to amplify bitterness. I will not foster it in my own heart and I will not do so to others. I genuinely believe we are in a good place, EO wise. I know it is not what we hoped for, but as we have discussed, many times, what we hoped for was not ever really in the cards. We can't be angry the hot dog cart couldn't sell us a gourmet meal. In fact, if we want a gourmet meal, we frankly should not have come to the hot dog cart at all.

Part of what makes EO so compelling is all the space the show leaves for the audience to draw their own conclusions. If the show was slightly better made or all those holes had been filled in, what would there be for fandom to do? A vibrant fandom full of creative ideas and cool fic and long meta needs a source media that is just a little bit bad, and leaves some of those doors open for interpretation. So I'm glad they're a little bad. That gives me room to work.

That was. Way too long, and not at all what you asked, but I'm still drinking my coffee lmao

#anonymous #e.o asks #s.vu

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cabinwritesmatt · 4 months

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Roomates📘

summary: you’re matt’s college roommate and have become best friends with each other with hidden feelings

just fluff and some kissing!

I stared down at my laptop with tears welling up in my eyes as I sat in my bed. How am I supposed to get this done by 12:00am? I clicked on my phone screen lighting it up so I could check the time 8:23pm.

I audibly groaned in frustration putting my head in my hands. I was getting ready to let the tears fall until I heard a soft knock on my bedroom door.

“Can I come in?” Matt says softly on the other side of my door. “Yeah of course” he walks in with a worried look on his face.

“Whatcha working on? I could hear your distress all the way from my room” Matt says giving me a smile, trying to make me feel better, but when I don’t return one back he sighs and sits down next to me grabbing my computer and pulling it onto his lap.

i just stared at him as he scrolls through the assignment and then into my barely worked on essay. His hair perfectly flopping onto his forehead almost making me feel better.

“Y/n I thought you were gonna drop this class? I mean how does your professor expect you to get this done in one night?” Matt huffs. His words making me feel worse and more stressed.

“Matttt” I drag putting my head in my hands letting the tears fall that i’ve held back this whole stupid assignment. His face drops and quickly rushes to my side. He puts one arm around me and the other one onto my knee, rubbing it softly.

“Shit y/n i’m sorry i didn’t mean it like that. You’ll get it done I promise let me help you.” He says still keeping one arm around me but taking the other one to drag my laptop closer to us so he could start to work on my essay with me.

This is how it usually is for Matt and I. If Matt needs help with something, i’m there. He’s always done the same for me ever since he picked me to be his roommate. Matt still does youtube but decided he wanted to get a degree and enroll in college. Since he was going to be living alone he thought it would be nice to have someone with him. and it was. Matt and I became extremely close after the first semester. Always spending time with one another and helping each other out.

I know Matt sees me as his best friend but at first, I couldn’t help but feel like it was like we were in a relationship. I mean, we slept in each others rooms if we wanted to watch a movie, went grocery shopping together, and drove each other to class. How could I not? After a couple months i shook the feelings and realized it was just how we were.

****

After a long week of absolute hell, it was finally the weekend. Me and my girl friends decided to go out tonight to the bars for a girls night.

I’m sitting infront my full body mirror that sits on the floor of my room with rollers in applying my makeup. Matt sits on my bed behind me scrolling thru his phone.

“Do you really have to go out tonight? I hate sitting here by myself. Who’s gonna entertain me?” Matt says in an exaggerated tone. I giggle at his dramatics.

“You know I can’t back out now. Besides, Ethan will be there and I told him I was going. He’s been texting me all day about my plans” Ethan is a mutual friend through one of my girl friends, Julia, who set us up. He’s cool and easy to talk to. Hot but not as hot as Matt. Not as smart either. Dumb as rocks quite actually. But whatever.

“How do you even like that guy? He’s an asshole and so are his friends. Last time you talked about him you told me he was nearly failing all his classes because he parties too much.” Matt huffs looking obviously annoyed.

“Matt he’s a nice guy. Besides, I have to get out there and give it a shot. My friends are all getting boyfriends and i’m about to be the last single one.”

“So? Why does it have to be Ethan? You deserve ten times better than that kid.”

“I appreciate it but I want to give it a shot. Now get out I have to get dressed. I’ll tell you when i’m ready so you can come judge” I hush him away with my hands. I always show Matt my options of outfits before I go out. Makes him feel included in what i’m doing. Matt gets up all annoyed and walks out my room leaving me to get dressed.

I look at my mini dress in the mirror questing if it’s too much as i’m taking my rollers out. My hair coming out perfectly. I hope Matt likes it. I should be thinking of Ethan but his name doesn’t even cross my mind. He doesn’t really appreciate the little things like Matt does.

“Matt come see!” I yell to him from my room letting him know i’m ready. I hear rustling letting me know he’s walking over from his side of the apartment.

He sits on my bed waiting for me to walk out of my bathroom. As I walk out matt’s mouth slightly parts. I jokingly do a little spin when i’m in-front of him making him slightly smile.

“what do you think? too much?”

“you look beautiful y/n your hair came out perfectly” I blush at his comment. A guys never talked to me like Matt before. He makes me feel special without even trying. Instead of saying hot or bad he say’s beautiful and pretty.

“you always look good” he says slightly lifting his head to meet my eyes. The air suddenly feels thick as we make eye contact. His expression is impossible to read as we just stare at each other for a second.

*phone ringing*

my phone breaks us out of our trance

“hey we are outside waiting for you” julia says on the other line. “okay okay i’m coming just let me grab something” I say hanging up and grabbing my purse, lipgloss, exc. I can feel Matt’s eyes burning into me as I run around my room.

“Okay i’m headed out but i’ll be back late tonight. You know I hate sleeping out.” i say smiling at him. He stands up and walks with me out of my room. “Be safe please. And don’t let anyone give you a drink. Call me if you need anything you know I stay up late I can come get you and bring you home, always.” Matt says with a serious face. “Yes I got it dad, don’t have too much fun without me. Miss you, bye.” I say walking out.

“miss you too”

***

This night sucks so far.

I took too many shots on the way here, Julia handing them to me like water so that i’m eased up to talk to Ethan. I don’t even care about Ethan.

my friends and I are on the dance floor having fun. The alcohol takes over my body as I move my hips to the music, suddenly coming to a stop as I feel hands on them.

“Finally, i’ve been looking for you everywhere” I feel Ethan’s breath against my ear. It reeks of alcohol and he’s holding my hips tight. I turn around to look at him to say hello. He drags me to the bar and away from my dancing friends. Already i’m tired of this.

The night goes on of Ethan being touchy and slurring his words. Constantly going back to the bar so him and his friends can have another round. I stopped drinking once I got here and the soberness is hitting me, making this get old real fast.

“I have to say you look so hot tonight” he slurs. Of course he didn’t say beautiful. That’s what Matt says. He’s not like Matt.

his hands roam my body as he tries to pull me in closer. “Why don’t we order an uber and go back to my place?” He whispers trying to pull me in. “I think i’m gonna head home. I have to up early tomorrow.” i lie. “Y/n stayyy the night has just begun and i don’t wanna go home alone” he says not letting me go.

“Ethan I can’t my rides almost here I need you to let go of me.” he’s still pulling me in as I push away. “Ethan seriously stop.” I finally shove his drunk self off of me and he stumbles back.

“God y/n why are you acting like this? I know you got all dressed up for me tonight. Don’t be such a prude. I knew i should of picked julia” he scoffs and stumbles away. leaving me standing there with tears in my eyes. It’s not the fact that Ethan said that to me, it’s what he said to me.

I quickly walk out the bar bringing myself outside. Taking out my phone to call someone.

“Hey what’s up?” Matt picks up quickly. His voice soothing me as tears still come out of my eyes.

“Can you come get me? E-Ethan just did something shitty and I just wanna come home.” as i’m talking I hear the noise of Matt grabbing his keys and walking out the door.

“Of course i’ll be there in 5. I see your find my friends don’t move i’ll be there soon I promise.” He says as i hear his car starting. “Okay thank you so much.”

“Of course sweetheart” my heart pings when he calls me that name. It rarely ever comes out unless we are in situations like this and every-time he says it i feel like i could melt away.

I sit outside in the cold and wait for Matt’s car to pull up, slightly shivering.

I see his car quickly pull up and him step out and rush over to me. He grabs me and opens the car door. Helping me in without a word but I we don’t need to talk. I know he’s mad about Ethan.

The drive home I tell Matt about what happened. a couple tears falling down my face when I get overly emotional and his hand resting on my knee. Not in a flirtatious or sexual way. Just a way of letting me know he’s here and listening. When we pulled into our apartment complex he came around and opened my car door for me. We walked up to our shared place and hurried in from the cold.

“Go change out of your dress and we can watch a movie if you want in my room? I’ll let you pick it tonight” he said singing the last part as of he was trying to convince me. As if I needed to be convinced. “That sounds perfect”

***

Me and Matt laid in his bed sharing it. I’ve slept in here numerous amounts of times, but something about tonight feels different. I just wanna be close to him. We both laid with our bodies facing each other but our heads turned to the tv. Our heads laying on two different pillows.

“what are you thinking about” Matt said making me direct my eyes to his. His icy ones already staring back at me. “i was just thinking about how shitty tonight was. And how grateful I am to have someone like you” i said giving him a smile.

“i’m really grateful to have you too. I was scared i’d come here and really miss my brothers but it feels really natural and reassuring being with you. Feels like i’m not far away from anyone.” i just blinked at him.

“I know that sounds weird but I just mean i really am glad I chose you to be my roommate and that I have you. You’re always there for me and i’ll always be there for you. You laugh at my jokes and you make me laugh. You’re the best option out there” Matt whispers giving me a smile. “Aww Matt your getting all soft on me” I giggle “Trust me i’m so happy to have you too” i say genuinely.

“come here” Matt says pulling me into a hug as we lay down. I cuddle into him and listen to his heartbeat. Calm and gentle. like him.

“you’re the only guy who’s ever called me beautiful” u blurred out.

he squeezes me before pulling back to look at my face and meet my eyes.

“And i’ll say it every day a million times” he breathed out

“you’re so special to me y/n you have no idea” He’s staring into my eyes like earlier again. the air gets thick again and i feel the tension build up around us.

“give me an idea”

Matt crashes his lips onto mines and somehow pulls me in tighter. As if he wouldn’t I would disappear.

<3333

AHHH first storyyyy let me know if you guys liked it!

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ANNIE !! you were one of the first army blogs i followed on here, mainly for ur gfxs and gifsets. let me tell u that i regularly scroll thru ur gfx tag bc everything in there is just so fucking lovely and well conceptualised, its so inspiring. 🥺 im not joking when i say some of ur gfxs live rent free in my head and i find myself wanting to capture a similar dreaminess in my art in the future.

tho i initially followed u for ur work, over time i noticed just how lovely ur entire personality is! u always treat every ask u get with such care and equal enthusiasm and ur blog is one of the few safe spaces on here, so judgement free. i am so grateful that u are a part of this community 💜🫂

its so incredibly kind of u to set up this event, i think ive said this before but its so heartwarming to see so many ppl come to ur blog to share some love. i know how much a simple @ my way can brighten up my mood, and thats what you've done for several ppl by setting this up 🥹

i hope the little sketch i made for u can put a smile on ur face :) - outroindigo

first your beautiful art, now this letter – kari, you make it feel like christmas all over again. I said it earlier already but I genuinely don’t know how I deserve you, every word you have for me is just filled to the brim with love, I’m gonna explode from it someday and it’s gonna be the best way to go. I feel like you always got my back no matter what, I feel less alone because I know you’re there to listen and take me seriously and appreciate what I say and do. there’re not many people who make me feel so appreciated and seen as you do, I am so grateful and am forever in your debt for that. you saying the other day that I’m artist? I can’t stop thinking about that. oh jeez I’m tearing up as I type this lol that’s how happy that makes me (heartbeat is playing in the background which just makes it worse). I hope you know how much your words mean to me, that you make my days so much better and that you keep motivating me to put out my art (??!?!!). I love you so so so much, thank you for everything 🤍

#maybe it’s because it’s nearly the end of the year maybe it’s because it’s taehyung’s birthday maybe it’s hormones but I’m crying right now #😭#I love you #kari🩵#outroindigo #christmas at annie’s #annie’s mail #to keep

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