#....no talk to me im lonely

[napping-sapphic]

I just want to fall in love with someone who makes me feel safe like even when we’re angry or sad or upset i just want to know that both of us are still going to be okay

#wlw #wlw mood #sapphic #sapphism #lesbian #today was….not good #and at one point i had a moment #where i was just unbearably SAD and LONELY because i didn’t have anyone to call or talk to about it #but im still really hopeful it will happen some day #because all i want in this world is to feel secure #and for others to feel secure around me #and for everyone to feel secure around people they love #because it’s so painful and scary when you don’t #but one day im going to be warm and happy in someone’s arms and will barely remember this at all #im manifesting it #im completely okay btw things just got a little rough #and in the incredibly stressful and dramatic times i was experiencing my brain STILL had to be gay #im gay and i like sleeping #also yeah i said i wouldnt post after midnight again like two days ago but whatever #im sad and want to yearn on the internet we can make an exception tonight

[mokadevs]

you've given me nothing to miss

#arknights #lone trail #saria arknights #arknights saria #kristen arknights #arknights kristen #kristen wright #listened to this song on loop for the entirety of drawing these #im in the middle of writing a fic about them ill get there just you guys wait #shakes my finger through tears #theyre everything to me. please talk to me about them #and by to me i mean at me because im unable to form coherent thoughts through anything but mediocre art #kiki draws

[luxaofhesperides]

For ghost lights prompts: eldritch/creepy/weird Danny + shy/flustered Duke + hand holding

Your ghostlights fics are giving me so much joy RN I cannot express how much, if this prompt doesn't spark a brain worm for it I get it but I'm excited to read all the others you may wind up posting

There’s a new kid at West Robinson High School. 

This normally wouldn’t be a big deal. They get plenty of new students, being an average high school; not prestigious like Gotham Academy, but not terrible like some of the schools in the lower South Side. New kids are hardly anything to make note of, but something about this student has everyone paying attention to him.

It’s not charisma. The guy doesn’t talk to anyone. It’s not attractiveness, because no one really knows what he looks like under the tattered hoodie he wears all the time. It’s not curiosity, not really, because the student body moves around him like he’s dangerous, not like they want to pry all his secrets out into the open. 

It doesn’t help that Duke sees things around him. 

He considers briefly telling someone about it, but then remembers having to argue for returning to West Robinson High School instead of being put in Gotham Academy and decides that Bruce can continue to mind his own business. It’s not like this new kid has done anything bad (yet) and Duke can handle investigating this on his own.

So he watches, catching glimpses of the new kid—Danny Fenton—in hallways during passing period, hiding away at lunch, disappearing into the streets as soon as the school day is over. They even share a class together, French Language and Culture, but Danny is always in the back corner, ignored and made invisible by everyone else. 

Well. That’s not quite true. 

There are shadowy figures that surround Danny and they never leave him alone. Even when he’s got his arms folded on his desk, head down, looking as if he’s asleep, these figures pull at the hood covering his head or reach semi-transparent hands down to pet his hair. And Danny reacts to them, lightly batting their hands away or turning his head away from them.

Duke has no idea what they are. Ghosts are his best guess, but he can’t confirm it. As far as he knows, ghosts are magic and can only be seen by magic users, which Duke very much is not. They do lead to cold spots, keeping the temperatures noticeably colder around Danny, and make the shadows darker, which only makes other students more nervous about being near Danny. 

Through his week of observing Danny, beyond the ghostly figures and visible unease he causes in everyone, what Duke learns is that Danny is lonely. 

No one talks to him. People barely look at him. Teachers avoid calling on him when they can. 

And Danny accepts it. He fades into the background, keeps out of the way, shrinks in on himself. 

No one else sees it. No one else wants to see him.

It’s breaking Duke’s heart, just a little bit.

He’s lucky that he’s not an outcast at school. With his meta gene awakening and his free hours taken up by Bats and fighting crime, it’s hard to have much of a social life, but he still has a few friends during the school hours he can hang out with. Danny doesn’t have anyone, and the more Duke sees how isolated he is, the more upset he becomes.

Which brings him to step two of his investigation: befriend Danny.

So what if he has some ulterior motives! He also just wants to give this guy someone to hang out with! What little glimpses of Danny’s face he’s able to get show him a tired teenager, worn down the way Alley kids are when they’re at the end of their rope and have nothing left to give.

Duke’s first attempts at befriending Danny fail so fast it’s almost funny. It’s as if Danny knows when someone is seeking him out, because every time Duke goes to where he is, Danny up and disappears, hurrying away and vanishing in the crowded hallways, or in the alley a few buildings past the school, or into the fucking restroom, which is always empty when Duke goes in after him. Trying to use his powers to see where Danny goes next doesn’t help either; all he sees is some glowing figure resembling Danny walk through walls, which is either due to Danny being a meta or from Duke’s powers deciding to be unhelpful.

He’s about to resort to Tim level stalking to finally have a conversation with Danny when his French teacher blessedly (and unknowingly) aids him on his mission.

“Find a partner, everyone!” she instructs with a clap of her hands near the end of class. “This is a translation project, and you’ll be doing them in pairs to check each other’s work and decide how to best interpret something into English. If you don’t have a partner in the next minute, tell me and I’ll assign you someone.”

The class is a flurry of movement just as the last word leaves her mouth, friends turning to each other or running across the room to make sure they’re partnered up before anyone else can butt in. 

No one looks at Danny. Which means Duke can just skirt along the wall of the classroom until he’s next to Danny, gently knocking on his desk to get his attention.

Danny looks up, and Duke sees a flash of blue before Danny averts his gaze, tilting his head down again. “Yeah?” he says, and his voice is much softer than what Duke imagined. He expected something hoarse and rough, a little deep, intimidating. Instead, it’s gentle and quiet and smooth. 

It’s a nice voice. It’s a shame that no one else has really heard it.

“Wanna be partners?” he asks, as if he’s offering a choice. They both know no one else is going to ask Danny, and if he wants to avoid talking to the teacher, then he has to work with Duke.

Danny sighs. “Sure.” 

And then he puts his head back down on the desk. 

Duke backs off. This is the best he’s going to get right now. Now that he’s got an excuse to spend time with Danny, he can take his time breaking down his walls and getting to know him. He watches as a figure from the usual group that hangs around Danny breaks away and gently brushes a hand against Danny’s arm. Then they turn to Duke and reach for him.

He moves without thinking, stepping out of the way. The shadowy figure fades back, almost invisible even to his eyes, and Danny’s turned his head to lay his piercing gaze on Duke.

…There’s no way that blew his cover, right? 

He didn’t just reveal one of his meta abilities from taking a single step to the side. No way. 

But Danny’s eyes are a deep blue that seem almost endless as he keeps his attention on Duke. It feels as if he’s staring into Duke, seeing more than what he wants to reveal. 

“Alright, looks like everyone’s found a partner! As you head out, be sure to grab a practice packet from my desk to work on some translation. There are due the next time we meet, and I will be handing out your individual passages once these have all been turned in.” Their teacher sets a large stack of papers onto the corner of her desk, then gets to work erasing the whiteboard just as the bell rings. 

Students grab their bags and rush to take one of the packets before heading out to their final class of the day. Duke stays behind with Danny, waiting for most of the class to leave before swinging his backpack onto his shoulder and grabbing a packet for both of them.

He hands one to Danny, who takes it with some hesitancy and a quiet, “Thanks.”

He leaves before Duke does, and though it’s only a second between his leaving and Duke stepping out the door, Danny’s already vanished from sight.

As soon as school ends, Duke heads for the Hatch, hoping a quick evening patrol will help clear his mind. It’s a quiet evening, though, so he’s left with his thoughts more often than not, staring out over the city long enough that Oracle asks him if he’s alright.

Against his better judgment, he says, “I’ve been looking into something, but I’m not finding much. Can you do some research on Danny Fenton?”

Oracle is already typing before he finishes asking. “What am I looking for?”

“Anything. He’s… strange. I don’t know if he’s a meta or just lightly haunted. But there’s something up with him.”

“Do we need to be keeping a closer eye on him?”

Duke considers. None of them ask Oracle to look into specific people unless they’re dangerous. But danger is not the sense Duke gets from Danny. It’s more like he’s hiding, shying away from the world, constantly on edge. “No. If anything, he might be in danger. Something happened to him, because no one ends up like that by living an average life.”

“I’ll let you know what I find. Turn in for the night, it’s quiet out and you’re too distracted to patrol properly.”

“You got it, O.” He salutes the nearest camera, knowing she’ll see it, and makes his way back to the Hatch to change back into civies and get started on his homework.

When he next goes into his French classroom, all the desk has been rearranged so they’re all in pairs, side by side. Already, patterns are filling up the desks, so Duke heads for the back and sits down where Danny usually hides away. He’s not here yet, which is making Duke realize that he’s never actually seen Danny walk into the classroom and head to his seat.

Did he just never pay attention? Has Danny always just slipped in unnoticed until attendance was taken? How did Duke miss that?

There’s movement in the desk next to him. Duke goes to say that he’s waiting for his partner, so please sit somewhere else, when he realizes that it’s Danny who managed to sneak in yet again.

“Hey,” he says after a moment, hoping his surprise is hidden.

There’s a pause, and then Danny returns, “Hey, Duke.”

That’s all they have time for before class is starting and their teacher goes around to collect homework. She then hands out new packets, each one a different section of L’Ecume des Jours, and gives them the rest of class to begin working on translating it. 

Duke is already dreading it as he flips through the three pages they were given to translate, stapled to each other beneath the two page instructions of how to format the final translation, how to document their previous translation drafts, and what to include in the reflection essay. 

There’s no way he can get all of this done in a week. 

On the other hand, it gives him a week to learn more about Danny. He needs to make the most of it.

“This is a lot,” he comments, hoping to prod Danny into conversation.

Danny shrugs.

“Can we work on this together after school today? Or do you have plans?”

“We can work on it today,” Danny says, voice barely louder than a whisper. He’s already scanning the pages, underlining certain words and phrases. 

Duke hurries to get to work as well, trying to parse out meaning from the text through single words scattered on the page. 

Qu’est-ce que vous faites dans la vie, vous? 

J’apprends des choses, dit Colin. Et j’aime Chloé. 

Duke nods to himself. He definitely doesn’t know French. Well, he knows qu’est-ce que. He knows vous. He know j’apprends and j’aime Chloé. Also dit Colin. Fairly simple, but with the missing pieces to the rest of those sentences, he really doesn’t know what’s going on beyond the fact that it’s a conversation and Colin loves Chloé.

When he glances at Danny’s desk, he’s shocked to see that his partner is already translating the first few lines into something that reads like normal English.

“Oh, wow,” he says, leaning over to get a better look, “You’re definitely better at this than I am.”

“I just like languages,” Danny replies, turning his paper so Duke can read it more easily.

“Have you been hiding your French skills this entire time? I could have definitely used your help before this.”

Danny goes still for a moment, eyes flicking towards his right where a shadowy figure has placed a hand on his shoulder. Then he turns to fully face Duke and says, “Better late than never. What do you need help with?”

“Everything.”

His immediate answer makes Danny smile, and he begins talking in that soft, soothing voice of his. He talks about not trying to translate everything into English immediately, but to understand the French and take it in as a whole language itself. He talks about getting the idea of the text first, the feeling of it, before trying to fit it into English. He talks about splitting up the text into sections to make it easier.

And then he reads the text, entirely in French, and Duke did not have a thing for voices or multilingualism before this, but he sure does now.

“Qu’est-ce que vous faites dans la vie, vous?” Danny reads, reaching the end of the first page. The syllables come to his easily, his French smooth and steady. “J’apprends des choses, dit Colin.” His eyes dart up, off the page, and fix Duke in place. “Et j’aime Chloé.”

Duke has never been happier that he doesn’t blush so visibly with his dark skin because he feels downright romanced. It’s a mix of the French, of Danny’s addictive voice, of their closeness, of how intimate this dark corner of the room feels, tucked away from the rest of the class.

“We can work on the other pages after we finish translating this one,” Danny says, leaning back at bit. 

Duke nods, swallowing to chase away the dryness of his throat. “Sounds like a plan!” 

They work in silence for the rest of the class period, and once the bell rings, Danny says, “I’ll wait for you by the bus stop down the street,” before he slips out of reach and disappears into the throng of students heading to their last class. 

He’s beginning to think that he’s in way over his head. Duke can handle being in the middle of all the action, risking his life, fighting for others. He can handle staring down rogues and criminals and Gnomon. He can’t handle feelings and romance and other such things. Those are much scarier than a criminal shooting at him. At least with the criminal, he knows what to do and doesn’t just freeze up like he did with Danny.

The school day ends faster than he’s prepared for. As promised, Danny waits for him by the bus stop down the street, where other students are also waiting. 

They don’t wait for a bus, though. Danny just meets his eyes and begins walking away, leaving Duke to follow after him, matching his pace so they can walk side by side.

The shadows in the alleyway seem to reach towards them as they walk down it. Something about it doesn’t feel right, so Duke tries to quietly use his powers and force them back. 

He only has time to think, Oh, that was a bad idea, before Danny is shoving him against the wall, getting them both out of the way as a shadow solidifies and lashes out at them. He’s kept in place by strong hands on his chest, and Danny’s eyes are glowing lightly as he hisses at the shadows, making them rear back and settle down once more. 

As if given permission to reveal themselves, more shadowy figures and strange movements in the shadows emerge, surrounding them. 

“Danny, I don’t mean to alarm you, but—”

“I know,” Danny says. “I thought you might be able to see them too. Which is not good.”

“Sorry, man, it’s not like I can turn it off.”

“It’s fine. Just be more careful. They like me because I’m like them, but you just register as a threat. Either that, or prey.”

“Great,” Duke replies weakly, “Those are my favorite things to be. Are we… are we safe to move?”

Slowly, Danny steps back, no longer pressed right against Duke. Nothing moves to attack him, but it might be due to the glare fixed on Danny’s face, eyes still glowing.

“They’ll leave me alone, so…” He reaches a hand out, looking away. The hoodie isn’t able to hide the way his cheeks go red. “Don’t let go and we’ll be fine.”

“I hope this isn’t to lead me to my doom,” Duke jokes nervously as he accepts Danny’s hand, holding it tightly. 

Danny wiggles his fingers, making him loosen his grip, and then their fingers are lacing together. Duke stares down at their hands, wide eyed, and hopes he doesn’t look as flustered as he feels. 

“Not to your doom,” Danny reassures. “Just a coffee shop I thought you’d like.”

“Well, then, lead the way!”

“Allons-y,” Danny replies. 

Stealing glances at him as they walk, ghostly figure and shadow shrinking away from them, all Duke can think is that he doesn’t need to worry about Danny being evil. His immediate instinct to protect Duke has proved that. He’ll keep the investigation going, though, to make sure Danny is safe from others that could hurt him. 

Strange and unsettling as he may be, Danny’s also a smart, kind person who deserves more.

Duke is determined to make sure he gets it.

And if he gets a crush along the way, that’s his business and his business only. 

It looks like Step Two: Befriend Danny is finally complete. He’ll figure out the other steps later. For now, he has an evening of French in a coffee shop to look forward to.

#ghostlights #dc x dp #dp x dc #dcxdp #dpxdc #dc x dp fic #prompt fill #my writing #im glad youre enjoying my ghostlights fics so much!!! im having a blast writing them #thank u for giving me more propaganda to spread for the ghostlights agenda <3 #this could easily continue into a much larger fic that goes into danny relocating to gotham for his protection #and start mixing in dc's spirit world with danny phantom's ghost zone/infinite realms #its kinda two stories in one tbh #1: danny trying to protect his kind classmate from ghosts and gotham spirits leading to supernatural shenanigans #2: duke trying to protect this clearly hurt and lonely person which leads to getting him accidentally roped into superhero shenanigans #both are the protagonists of a ya novel where they stumble into a secret for the sake of protecting one person #idk if im getting that across well but if u know the vibes then u know what im talking abt

[stiffyck]

Okay what if the winners got to meet previous versions of themselves through the life games.

Like grian meets no one. He didn't have any previous "versions".

Scott meets 3rd life Scott.

Pearl meets 3rd life and last life pearl.

Martyn meets 3rd life, last life and double life Martyn.

Scar meets 3rd life, last life, double life and lim life him-

This whole thing was an idea that I got just because I was thinking about ll and sl scar because they were both so lonely like wtf and I just though about a scene that would be so. Grips chair.

Ll: "We won?"

Sl: "Yeah"

Ll: "Did we have allies? Friends?"

Ll scar probably thinks sl scar won only because he had allies to support him. He knows what its like being lonely and he hopes no one has to go through that loneliness. And he wants to be optimistic for once that sl scar, future him, gets allies, gets friends.

He tries to hope and then he sees the look on sl scars face. Or maybe sl scar tries to lie- maybe he tries to say they had allies.

Ll scar sees right through him. He's him after all. Maybe he's always gonna he lonely anyway

#im being insane give me a momebt #also i forgot pearl wasnt jn 3rd life but its okay. she was in 3rd life to me <3 #ALSO? THE POTENTIAL OF 3RDLIFE SCAR? AND DOUBLE LIKE AND LIM LIFE SCAR? #3rd life scar is optimistic. he thinks its okay! grian is his ally in the fjture too right? he wins with grian? #no other scar wants to look him in the eye becayse they all remember the allyship they had with grian thay crumbled in ll #and that got completely destroyed in double life. #double life scar doesnt want to tell 3rd life scar and tell him grian doesnt care. he cant do that to himself. #tell his younger and more optimistic self that grian doesnt want them as his soulmates... that he would rather sneak off with skmeone else.. #and lim life scar. he was excited for the future because he did have friends! he had allies jn lim life- but seeing sl scar? #seeing how they just go back to being alone again? #its soul crushing. #(inserting my aroace angst here: is he really that unlovable? is his lack of romantic love so unappealing? #does no one want him? does no one but himself love him? #does he himself even love him? can he? seeing how miserable they all are it feels hard and lonely #lim life scar probably wants to comfort them all- but isnt it sad that the only person to comfort him would be himself? #) okay im done being insane goodbye- #stiff talk #gtws

[somewhatprofesional]

I've been watching Conan voice imitation streams of the Conan crew playing among us. There's these yearly stream where they sometimes invite Hattori vc and everytime he's on he's just automatically become a Kudo bot.

Like last year (2023) his kudos count is 155 compare to last last year (2022) with the count of 416 (thanks you the one who counted them in the comments). I swear his Kudos haunted me even when I'm sleeping.

Bonus content is when Heiji is being voted off he said something along the line of "There's no meaning if Kudos is already dead, just vote me off)(?) And my he goes full yandere sometimes while the Conan vc just keep trying to run away.

Conan even said once: "If I'm an imposter this guy right here would already been dead!"

Even funnier when Heiji and Kid surrounding lil cone and them both keep going :"Meitantei" "Oi Kudo"

#detective conan #hattori heiji #edogawa conan #conan edogawa #dcmk #heishin #because god hattori feed us so good #but #his kudos #oi kudo #this fandom need to consume more content like this #pls im lonely you dont get my obsession #if anyone interesed #talk to me about cone #please

[lover-of-mine]

I made these gifs for my Eddie touching Buck set a really long time ago and I keep meaning to talk about them and well, what better time than now.

I think it's an insane choice to have Eddie hand just hoover over Buck's shoulder. Because he could touch him? Yes, Buck has a complicated history with Abby but Buck is still his best friend? He can very much pat his shoulder before running into a call. And add that to the way Eddie was acting the whole time they were in the train "his fiance is Abby *stomp feet while walking away*" it's insane that Eddie got insecure enough about Buck in that situation that he actively stopped himself from reaching out. Like???

This one I think it's just cute, he has to catch himself because of covid regulations and also the level of professionalism that's expected from them in a scene but I absolutely ADORE that he starts laughing and his first instinct is to lean towards Buck.

But this is the one that drives me WILD. Eddie was just trapped, broke several ribs, they're in a really bad scene considering Bobby is missing and they don't know the whole situation with Hen and Chim and the patient, and Eddie is probably in a whole lot of pain and his instinct is to lean into Buck. This is a man we got told a lot of times is the one who always wants to be in control, is bad at asking for help, and yes post therapy Eddie is better at that but he is still very much controlled, and his reaction while in pain is to lean into someone else. It makes me want to scream. He actually moves so that he's closer to Buck and he is about to lean into his shoulder when Hen gets down and it's back to action. They had a few seconds to breathe in a terrible call and Eddie's instinct is to lean on Buck. I will never get over it. give me Eddie leaning into Buck for real please

#i just wanted to talk #im lonely dont mind me #thoughts thoughts thoughts #911 #buddie #buddie thoughts #otp: you don't need to pretend with me #911 meta

[magicdragonoid01]

i like this one, its silly >p<

#lifesteal smp #mapicc #princezam #roshambogames #baconnwaffles0 #branzy #clownpierce #yeah jaron #4cvit #pangi #another template :DDDD #i love templates they make me feel like i can edit #ive tried doing my own edit… it wasnt great.. #i inveigh other editors its so cool #posting this at like 1 am bc im super bored and dont have anyone to talk to #please talk to me im so lonely 😭 #template alert !!

[memzyyy]

hey bro me again hehhe

so erm how tom would be in a relationship with a girl vampire ykyk 😭

2010 or 2007 tom whatever you want

i didn’t know if you wanted smut or fluff so i did both🥰

i’ve completely forgotten how to write oh my goodness!

just a reminder you can talk to me through DMS about literally anything ☺️(i’m so lonely since Kaye has gone for a nap) @1sjsoul

but yeah enjoy

WARNINGS!!!!!: Blood sucking in both stories! praise bc who doesn’t like praise🤭, me despising Tom. you and him praise eachother in the smut one💋

FLUFF FIRST

He would never fail to grasp the back of your head/neck as you rammed your fangs into his shoulder, groaning in pain as you begin to slurp he starts to shuffle and squirm; you detach from his neck, “quit wiggling! ittle hurt more if you do.” he takes the advice and shoved his face into the crook of your neck trying not to squirm as you fed upon him.

of course you wouldn’t drain him, he’s the love of your life! so after Tom told you he was feeling lightheaded you immediately stopped and unlatched, licking the bite wound; the one that would definitely scar, but he’s fine by that. He loves the idea of being ‘branded’ by you!

you whispered sweet nothings into his ear, telling how much you love him and appreciated him before you give him a kiss. He didn’t appreciate how the taste of copper overwhelmed his taste buds but he was willing to deal with it just to have you in his arms <3

NSFW DOWN BELOW

He liked pain.

you knew that.

he knew that. (what a whore🙄)

that’s why he was delighted when you asked to drink from him.

5 minutes in and he’s writhing under you,

shamelessly moaning and praising you on how good you were being, your hand is wrapped around his length, stroking him as you feed off him, who knew he’d get hard from you sucking blood from him?? (everyone knew, SLAG)

he lets out a deep groan as the pain of your fangs along with the pleasure of you stroking him mix together, causing him to buck his hips into your hand; desperate to chase his release.

“fuck…that’s it.. just like that yeah…good girl.” he moaned into your ear softly, 2 more minutes of him fucking his cock into your hand he came all over your hand; you detach from his neck and began to lick his semen off your fingers, watching him intensely as he tries to catch his breath. Him being lightheaded from you taking too much blood and the hard ejaculation, you smirk before

saying;

“good boy.”

#tokio hotel #tom kaulitz smut #tokio hotel tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz #tokio hotel smut #tokio hotel x reader #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz x you #tom kaulitz x y/n #corruption kink #pain k!nk #praise k!nk #ilovepraise #meow #k!nk blog #smut blog #please dont flop #someone talk to me #im lonely #k!nk mention

[jenoutof10]

my roman empire is that bllk actually has a fandom inside the bllk universe (yk with bllk tv and all), do you think they do the same shit we do? like fanarts, fanfics? do you think the members watch velocity edits of themselves? is there a josh hutcherson edit equivalent of a bllk member? you think one of them said smth that became an online meme and has become a sound on tiktok? you think fans debate online on who shouldve gotten eliminated the way kpop survival show fans do? you think one of them has gotten canceled for the most miniscule things meanwhile shidou does the absolute most yet people brush past it?

#ive been thinking too much lately someone should sedate me #guys im so lonely #i have no one my age or w the same vibe as me to talk to around here #and bcs of the time difference most of my friends are only online for a bit #and then i spend the day spacing out not really there #why am i ranting wtf ok nvm #blue lock #bllk

[nuppu-nuppu]

Ignore if you don’t want to read about me being stupid once again

#pls dont read if you cant handle venting and whining #once again i am here to say that i am the loneliest person alive and i feel like i can’t grasp the basic consept of friendship and do it lol #like idk how to be friends #i feel like i will forever be sad and lonely #and i know everyone will say you can talk to me and i know that but i’ve just been by myself for so long that i don’t remember how to have #actual conversations with people i feel like i am disconnected from reality #i feel like i am an extremely unlikeable person and that’s why i was all alone in highschool and idk i am oversharing on the internet again #because it’s the only place i kind of feel safe doing it #pls take care of yourselves first before comfoting me or anything im sorry i sound very pathetic #how do i start living again #how does one live anyway #im just in my head all the time #this was supposed to be hot girl summer but it’s once again summertime sadness #im so stupid!!! #im so anxious and depressed that i dont know what to do with myself #im so sorry for oversharing i have a therapist dont worry im kind of taking care of myself #but the eternal loneliness just wont let me go #idk how to be a person anymore #i’m just sad #thinking of going to a church and pretend to be a believer so i could have a community again lol

[sawvhs]

seriously doubt adam or lawrence had any close/trusted friends which just makes their relationship in the bathroom that much more weirdly emotionally charged. codependency bait to the max

#like it seems like scott was kind of the last person adam really talked to when he bounced on his parents and he sticks around him #but subtext (and by that i mean text) makes it so obvious hes just kinda his punching bag. but hey he sticks around #hes got that highschool dropout who bounces between acquaintance friend groups and never got super close to anyone #kind of vibe. #everyone knows him but nobody hangs w him or whatever #but like lawrence is so in the same boat. that is a guy that goes to colleague dinner parties to keep up appearances and thats bout it #like i bet even diana’s friends parents barely know much about him and think hes just stuffy or whatever #his lawyer calls himself his friend but i really think thats just in a ‘i know you and im looking out for your best interet’ way. #i dont think they hang #and like. he doesnt even talk to his wife anymore #i think they r both lonely and miserable in different ways and kind of have what the other thinks they need #despite being so drastically different #it drives me insane #bathroom boyfriends #chainshipping #click

[malbenita]

No context, no story - just happy Coco and clouds

#omg have I just posted something from a different fandom? yes I did #witch hat atelier took over my life lately I am so obsessed #in love. head over heels. #hello fandom! please somebody talk to me im so lonely with my obsession #wha #witch hat atelier #atelier of witch hat #wha fanart

[puppyeared]

ive made myself more wet and pathetic

#new icon because im SUFFERING. im in HELL #its so bad. i had to sign out of discord so now im both lonely and stressed #because i KNOW im still gonna get dstracted. i just did making this URGH #how good are brains at working around things. i once set a 7AM alarm on my phone with snooze cause i was so sure my brain would #be too lazy and keep snoozing instead of actually turning it off. but nay it either kept sleeping through the alarms and snoozing #or actually managed to turn off the alarm half awake that i barely remembered it and then waking up late #i actually have a track record of climbing out of bed and turning my alarm off without remembering. which is impressive bc i have a loftbed #the other thing is setting fake deadlines so make myself panic into doing things ahead of time. but unfortunately that doesnt work either #because if theres one thing my brain will put all its energy into remembering its self assurance. meaning i WILL be able to remember #the real deadline even if i try to trick myself. cant ask someone to give me a fake deadline either #the only things keeping me going rn is that i have deadlines due at least 1 day between each other and excitement being able to talk with #crow after break. but you can see how well thats going <- ignores long term rewards in favor of short term pleasure #BTW CROW IF YOURE READING THIS IM SO SORRY TURNING OFF MY DISCORD WITH BARELY ANY EXPLANATION #im a huge fucking dumbass and i had barely enough impulse control not to block everyone in my dms because i realized that would send a real #really bad msg. youre not distracting me im distracting myself and i promise youre not annoying me i just really like talking to you and #thats why im just barely stopping myself from signing in. I WANT TO TALK TO U LOTS BUT AT THE SAME TIME IM KICKING MYSELF FOR DOING IT #you can be a little mad at me btw cause i definitely could have done that better but i was all over the place abt how to do it without #making u think im ignoring you. IF THAT MAKES SENSE. SORRY #yapping #doodles #puppysona #edit but last week i tried to schedule and give myself work periods and break periods using my class schedule #and reminders on my phone to tell me when to start and stop. can you guess what happened

[chryblossomjjk]

ot7 enlistment reality is starting to sink in

#im so sad like #what the fuck do you mean two years without them #we’ll have our jinnie back soon tho 🥹 #that scene in twilight where this bitch just looks out the window for five months bc her emo boyfie left #is literally going to be me like #what am i (adhder) to do without my hyperfixation ?? #and highkey worry about their mental health a lot #especially joon and jungkook #bc i feel like since hiatus they’ve been v concerning on live yk? #like being really sad #talking about feeling lonely and whatnot #sigh #i just want them to be happy #im going to miss them a lot #IM SO SAD RN

[wildstar25]

What physical part(s) of Arsay does her partners find the most attractive! Is it the same for all partners or does it differ between them?

(also optional bonus ask of what part(s) of/about Arsay generally do they love the most, physical or not!)

Meanwhile, if you were to ask the same of Arsay:

#ffxiv #wolship #g'raha tia #y'shtola rhul #wolgraha #wolshtola #y'shtola x wol #arsay nun #graharshtola #y'shtola calling arsay a pain in her side is very much an affectionate thing btw #and i couldnt pass up the joke of g'raha giving the sweet gentlemanly response only for yshtola to be like 'tits tbh' #her defaulting to an answer that would probably stop the conversation before she has to talk to much about her deeper feelings imo #i have. a lot of feelings about yshtola and arsay's friendship #someone who is constantly trying to build walls between herself and others vs someone who desperately wants to form real connections #its not a 'wearing that person down' type situation either #just one lonely person seeing another lonely person and hoping that they could be less lonely together #or that she could at least bring some cheer to #and idk yshtola strikes me as the type to have been like 'if they want to be my friend they have to work for it' #which arsay certainly did #i could ramble on and on how their friendship lines up so well with yshtolas character development but theres a limit to these tags #so just look at how cute shtola is with the slightest blush on her cheeks #graha is a much more complicated topic since he went from Extreme adoration to I want to be her friend but I dont think im good enough #to 100% Hero worship again to Shes my hero and I love her to Shes a person and I love her #to I love Arsay. Even the parts she can't love in herself. I will love all of her till my dying breath. #he thinks shes the most beautiful person in the world and the most important thing in his life #but he now knows how insane she's been about being everyone's hero and he really doesnt want to feed that beast #so hes trying to build her up in other ways #focusing more on the adventuring side than the saving the world side #and then there is arsay who loves so much about her partners and is in capable of narrowing it down to any one thing so its #'here let me list everything that comes to mind right now' with 0 shame or filter

[philistiniphagottini]

Pspsps. Persona 3 fans, please come to me. I bring a small, humble offering of this Akihiko smut while I'm busy working on other things ((this fandom needs more smut and I am here to provide, pls interact with me I beg))

cw. smut, oral ((male receiving)), gn! reader, 1.2k words

A wistful sigh blew past Akihiko’s parted lips, his breath shuddering and a pleasant tingle racing along the curve of his spine when you wrapped your pretty lips around the weeping head of his cock. Warmth twisted tight in the pit of his stomach, his skin searing to the touch as your tongue gently lapped at the drooling slit of his dick, a pleased hum tickling the back of your throat as you gently sucked. Akihiko trembled from his place above you, strong thighs caging your head into the mattress as his cock slipped past your lips into your warm mouth.

"Aki" you moaned softly, his taste dancing on your tongue and lingering in the back of your throat as you swallowed thickly.

The way his name sounded in your mouth should have been illegal with the way your voice dripped like warm honey. Another violent shudder wracked his spine as he grunted softly, hands gripping the headboard of your bedframe like a vice. The wood groaned beneath his harsh grip, threatening to splinter beneath his unyielding grip as you dragged the flat of your tongue along the prominent vein lining his cock. He twitched between your kiss swollen lips, the tip wet with your saliva as you swirled your tongue around the fat head of his cock like you were indulging in your favourite sweet. Sweat dotted Akihiko’s forehead as he struggled to keep the cant of his hips still, every hair lining the nape of his neck standing up in anticipation as your hot breath tickled his perspiring skin.

Another sweet hum rumbled in your chest as your hands idly curled around his hips, fingers dancing along the tantalising v-line as you dragged your thumbs along the sensitive skin. The muscles in his stomach jumped at the featherlight touch, a soft groan clawing at the back of his throat as he stared down at you with eyes just as dazed as his mind. Fair lashes brushed against his burning skin; cheeks flushed a dark shade of red as he stared at you with rapt attention. He couldn’t tear his gaze from the way your full lips sucked his cock, tongue occasionally peeking out from the plump skin to tease the sensitive skin. The fire coiling deep in the pit of his gut refused to die down as you continued with your ministrations, laying comfortably idly on your back as you happily buried your face between Akihiko’s warm thighs.

Your fingers suddenly dug into his hips without warning, nails biting his skin and leaving behind crescent shaped marks as you pulled his hips, urging him to slip deeper into your mouth. His eyes widened, the tips of his ears turning red hot as you stuffed more inches into your mouth.

"Wait-!"

His words were cut off as a strangled noise was wrenched from his lips, his words garbled as his cock slid along your tongue. Another happy noise reverberated in your chest as the tip of Akihiko’s cock nudged against the back of your throat, the sticky taste of him sliding down your throat as you savoured the flavour melting in your mouth. The fire in Akihiko’s gut was fanned into even hotter flames as you continued to suck on him, teeth just barely grazing his skin and setting every white-hot nerve in his body on edge. His jaw set as he hissed through clenched teeth, unable to contain the jolt of his hips as your greedy hands encouraged him to tilt forward with each harsh tug. His teeth chewed on the dry skin on his bottom lip as another shaky sigh escaped his kiss swollen lips, his intense grip on your headboard yet to ease.

"Shit" Akihiko groaned. "I’m not going to last if you keep this up…"

Hearing his words only encouraged you further, arousal spiking in your stomach as you pressed and rubbed your sticky thighs together to temporarily relieve you of the dull ache building in your core. Thin strands of saliva dripped down the corners of your mouth and stained your chin as Akihiko’s cock slid back and forth along your tongue, his strained noises of approval gracing your ears like a chime from a shimmering bell. He could barely hold onto the fraying edges of his sanity any longer, mind fogged over in a haze of lust as he continued to stare at your face. He could feel the crown of his cock being squeezed each time he reached the back of your throat, the hot, wet cavern of your mouth coaxing the most arousing sounds to crawl out of the back of his throat.

"Shit, shit" Akihiko stuttered. "Gonna cum."

He half-heartedly tried to pull away from your alluring mouth but he severely underestimated your strength. Your eyes fluttered close as you moaned around him, fingers pinching his hips as he tried to pull away only to have his cock bury straight back into your mouth. Akihiko swore something foul under his breath, headboard creaking in protest as his hands curled into fists around the shaky frame and the boiling coil inside of him shattered into tiny pieces. You moaned in delight as thick ropes of his hot seed filled your mouth, painting the back of your throat as his cock pulsed and twitched.

Akihiko pulled his softening from between your soft, pillowy lips with a loud pop, the drooling tip painting your plump flesh with pretty pearls of white as he pulled back. Your eyes fluttered open as your tongue poked through the seam of your lips, Akihiko’s eyes tracing the movement as the slick appendage lapped at the remnants of your meal. His heart fluttered wildly, pulse droning loudly in his ears as he struggled to calm his harsh breathing. He felt like he had just run a marathon with how his muscles stung with a satisfying ache. You rubbed your hands along his thighs, fingers dancing along the hardened muscles as a soft smile tilted your lips.

"Aki, could you please let go of the headboard? I don’t want it breaking."

Akihiko’s eyes widened in surprise and he immediately wrenched his hands away from the wooden frame before his unbridled strength accidentally snapped it. A soft chuckle breezed past his lips as he swiped the back of his hand across his forehead, dabbing at the sweat that clung to his clammy skin.

"Heh, sorry about that."

His hands fell back to his sides as you wriggled out from beneath his legs, carefully sliding out beneath him until Akihiko was the one situated between your parted thighs. You sat up, placing a fleeting kiss to his chin as his body still continued to buzz in the aftermath of his pleasure high. He leaned into your soft affection with a smile tilting his lips, strong hands curling around your hips as he pulled you close.

"Though, would it be such a bad thing?" he mused with an amused smirk.

You snorted softly as your hands danced along his toned torso, admiring his physique beneath your wandering hands as you quirked a bemused brow up at him.

"Do you want to be the one explaining why my bed would need replacing?"

Akihiko looked thoughtful for a moment before he eventually shook his head with a small sigh.

"No. I suppose you’re right."

You chuckled with a cheeky smile, loosely coiling your arms around his neck as you brushed your lips against his.

"We’ll find another way for you to expend that boundless energy you have~"

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