#I am so tired of driving it’s so stressful

[servicpop]

✶ ﹑ㅤlate nights ﹏

NOW STARRING : hockey bf Suguru x male!reader

「ㅤNSFWㅤ」ㅤyour boyfriend can't help himself before the big game, he has some sort of jinx!

✙ warnings — thigh fucking, size difference, use of "prince," hand-job

notes ,, tbh I know nothing about hockey i just wanted to make an au with suguru that isn't just the normal jjk plot... / also this was inspired by Jinx manhwa... the sex jinx thing you know

1:00 AM

The room is cloaked in the silence of the night; the soft light of the moon filtered through the half-closed blinds casting gentle shadows across the walls. The air is still, filled with the faint scent of lavender from the nearby candle. On the bed, you and Suguru lay intertwined, your bodies molded together with you as the little spoon, and Suguru as the big spoon. The soft fabric of the sheets cocoones the both of you in warmth as you find solace in each other's embrace. At this point you're already fast asleep, lulled into a deep slumber as you lay in Suguru's arms. However, no matter how hard he tried to push the growing heat beside, he was kept awake from the raging boner he had.

With one arm wrapped around your waist while the other propped his head up, he watched your chest rise and fall steadily. You looked so peaceful. The pale hand placed on your waist snaked down to your thigh, caressing it slowly. "Hey, wake up, prince" He shook you awake gently, not wanting to jolt you awake but his saccharine, honeyed voice was enough to pull you back to sleep. A light hearted chuckle left his chest when he saw your sleepy eyes blink to conciousness, and the way your nose scrunched like a kitty was adorable to him.

Suguru's palm kept massaging your thigh as his breath tickled your neck, "I can't sleep," He whispered, groaning softly when his hips involuntarily grinded against your ass. It was an accident he swears, it wasn't his fault he couldn't sleep because of his erection... it didn't help how you were still half asleep, trying to process what was happening. You realised immediately when you felt something poke your back. "I'm tired..." you mumbled, your words barely reaching Suguru's ears. It was 1am, of course you'd be tired. "How about your thighs? I'll do all the work," you knew Suguru had a thing for your thighs, he would always squeeze and grope them any chance he got. He mentioned something about how it was the warmest and softest part of your body but you never really understood his rambles.

"You have a game tomorrow, Suguru," You scold but don't push away his grabby hands. You know about his "jinx" but to be honest it was most likely just an excuse to fuck you before games; it was probably a way for him to get rid of his stress. "I won't win if I don't feel you," He groaned, his fingers dipping in-between your thighs, trying to hoist them apart. At this point you let him, too overcome by your sleepiness to care.

The noise of fabric shuffling filled the otherwise quiet room as Suguru slots himself in between your thighs, pushing your plush flesh together to secure him. You could tell he enjoyed it as you heard a shaky and breathy moan from behind you. To be honest, you got off on it too, seeing the way his tip would peak out from in-between your thighs. You always knew he was big but it never failed to suprise you each time.

Slowly, Suguru moved his hips in a thrusting motion, drawing them away before pushing back in with a small noise of his skin making contact with yours. His breaths stuttered with each movement and his hands wandered up your shirt, caressing and feeling your stomach underneath his fingertips. Suguru wasn't extremely vocal but with the small grunts and huff he lets out when he's enjoying himself... drives your body insane and you can't help but grow aroused as well.

"You lonely?" Suguru chuckled, his hands moving down to the waistband of your pyjama pants. With a small mumble of 'there we go,' he slips off your pants, tossing them aside carelessly. He continues his thrusting, slipping his dick in-between your thighs rhythmically. With every thrust, you could feel Suguru's cock slip along the underside of yours. It was such a light feeling that it almost tickled. Suguru coos in your ear, whispering sweet nothings that barely register in your sleep-ridden brain. All you can focus on is his warm palm trailing to your cock. His hand clamps around you as he cradles it in his hand for a bit, allowing you to really feel the warmth from his hand. God you were already leaking. "Hah... feels good Sugu'"

"Does it now?" he hums in a sickeningly sweet and innocent tone, but the way his hands pumped your cock was far from innocent. His movements get faster, his hips went from slow and calculated thrusts to slamming his hips against the back of your thighs, chasing his pleasure alongside with your own. Both his hand and his dick sliding in between your thighs made whimpers slip out your lips. Suguru uses his other hand to hold you close to him, pressing his palm flat against your stomach to push you flush against his body.

"Gonna come," he grunts, his voice getting louder and more raspy as he keeps thrusting. The hand wrapped around your cock was still pumping with vigour, like he wanted you to lose yourself with him. Your voice wavers as moans flow out of your throat — Suguru's hands are way too skilled for their own good. You feel a knot forming in your stomach and your cock twitches in Suguru's hand. Your tip is so red its practically begging for him to have mercy but he doesn't stop. He wants to see your pleasure as much as he wants to feel you. Suguru's voice breaks slightly as he groans, white spurting out of his dick and coating your thighs as well as the sheets. He keeps pumping his hand until he feels you pulse and twitch before you come, "Mm... good boy, yeah just like that."

With a few more slow thrusts, Suguru finally stopped. He wrapped his arms around you in a bear hug-like way, letting his face fall into the crook of your neck. He littered kisses all over your cheek and your jawline before speaking, "I'll do well tomorrow, thanks prince," Suguru chuckled softly, letting his eyes close while he settled down with you to catch up on the sleep he missed beforehand.

♡ little gift — X nsfw video that inspired this !!

a/n : this was meant to be an oc fic but decided I wanted it to be suguru...

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[figofswords]

the post grad why did i get an art degree what am i even doing what do i want in life where am i going crisis has finally hit i want to. lie down in the dirt. or something

#WHAT AM I DOING!!!! #i get up i go to my stupid retail job i stick labels on bags they pay me fucking thirteen bucks an hour i come home i lie on the couch #too tired to draw in too much pain to go anywhere no energy to reach out to college friends to do anything fun #no idea where the even start with getting an industry job no clue what i even WANT at this point #trying to remember what i loved so much about comics i want it BACK i HATE this #WHAT IS THE POINT!!!! WHAT DO I WANT WHERE AM I GOING!!! WHAT COMES NEXT!!!!!! #there's no clear career trajectory i can't do freelance i need structure i can't work too much i need free time #my brain doesn't work every job requires me to move across the country the irs just took fucking three hundred stupid dollars from me #my friends live in different states i can't get a job without experience i can't get experience without a job #i can't work on my portfolio with no energy and no time and i dont have any money and everything is so expensive all the time #i can't get anywhere bc i dont drive and im too stressed to think about taking driving lessons again #and WHAT DO I WANT! #THE MOST INTERESTING THING I DO EVERY WEEK IS GO TO PHYSICAL THERAPY! #I AM EXCITED EVERY WEEK FOR PHYSICAL THERAPY!!!! WHY!!!!!!!! #anyway WHATEVER i need to go to bed #delete later #i got into spx. today. so. had to have a crisis about how i felt when i attended spx (energized. excited. a part of something. ambitious) #versus how i feel now (tired. unmotivated. kind of apathetic about art. disconnected) #i dont miss the stress of school but i miss being around other artists. ppl who speak your language and who want the same things you want #ppl who are excited abut art and that makes YOU excited about art. ppl who get you #i miss that i want that back #whatever. its 1am i gotta go shower i have an 8.5 hour shift tomorrow. wahoo. $13.50/hr lets go

[rubenesque-as-fuck]

Someone rainchecked an arcade date for this evening and I'm so damn frazzled from this week already that rather than being disappointed I'm just hugely relieved

#i know i should probably be disappointed but I do not have the energy i was just determined not to be the person who cancelled #work has just been a lot this week #plus the new property management company causing parking mishaps #and also catsitting for my friends 5 cats #stressing on getting my shit together to drive 10hrs both ways to my little sisters grad school ceremony next month #need to get car checked out so i don't break down halfway there or something #anyway yeah am tired and stressed #dating nonsense

[simplyghosting]

*pulls up search bar*

“How to convince your dad he’s not 20 anymore and cannot drive 12hrs round trip on top of setting up his mom at home, while sleep-deprived, safely”

#ghost posts #dad please #I’m…so stressed #he is not the rock and roll tour guy he was in his 20s #he is tired old man who is also still rock and roll guy #but Ghostie? you may ask. why don’t you drive part of the way? #well that is an easy answer my friend. it is because I am also sleep deprived.

[seekingthestars]

sometimes i get the General Melancholies and i hate it a lot

#personal #i stayed up until almost 2am last night reading fic (not melancholy-related) #so i am tired #and i was fully planning on going to bed at a reasonable hr tonight #but then i was minding my own business when the General Melancholy slunk in and now it's almost 1am #and i desperately need to go to sleep and i'm tired and i want to #but i also don't want to go to bed bc i don't want to wake up and be tired again and have to deal with the day #and i have long in-person meetings and my brother and sister-in-law are coming and the dog is gonna be here #and they're going on a 10 day vacation and we just get to babysit the dog the whole time #which is going to drive my cats insane #one of them will probably scratch herself to bleeding at some point bc she gets so stressed when doggo is here that long #that's not FAIR it's HER house it's supposed to be her SAFE SPACE #idk #a lot of things going on in my brain about relationships and shit #hate it #giving me the Melancholies #i know i'll snap out of it but rn it sucks a little

[mashmouths]

@ god if you don't want me to kill myself turn my power back on i am NOT playing

#it is 2 am and everyone is asleep and i've seen two firetrucks drive silently past my house and i am miserable and cold and alone <3 #sorry to once again be pity posting but my phone has 3% so i'm charging it with my laptop that i'm also using for light #i have a flashlight but my laptop will be backup in case it dies and i want the Power Back Passé #**Please #there's this high pitched chirpy sound that i'm pretty sure is the smoke alarm? which thank god she's battery-operated but also my fire #alarm is faulty on a good day and the firemen know that and i'm so worried that one day we'll die bc our house cried fire one too many times #once again sorry i'm just tired and stressed🫶 how is everyone's day doing bc i hope it's better than mine #fuck the garage won't open eitherrrrrrrrrr so i can't go anywhere to work :( genuinely just. fuck me i guess? #whateverrrrrr ain't nothing gonna break my stride i'm running and i won't touch ground or something #a post #real negative nancy vibes this evening sorry gang i'll try to be more throat goat nancy in future #it's not even storming it's just windy as all get out which? i suppose could take down a power line but i wish it would not :/

[starbuck]

me: *has been working nonstop for over 16 hours in highly stressful conditions*

also me: why am i freaking out?

#i want to curl up under a warm blanket and not emerge for a week with zero consequences please #i’m going to Texas this weekend which i’m HYPE about #but also like Jesus Fucking Christ #life truly conspired to make this the most stressful week imaginable and going away made it into a time crunch #and it’s like. i WANT to go #but i’m so stressed and tired that in a sense i don’t want to #i AM going though and it WILL be fun #driving around like a madman in the desert and coastal plain for a few days will cure me i know it #but rn there’s a fucking killer workday and finishing a chem assignment and packing and a plane ride between me and Texas #and i feel like death #EVERYTHING IS FINE! #… and Yet

[catkin-morgs-kookaburralover]

I keep listening to different pieces of music that I love and then my brain comes in all helpful with 'this sounds like great music to die with doesn't it'

#tw suicide #im just. so tired #and i know that right now part of it is im sick (not covid tho) but still. #and it's like im grieving the lost friendship all over again and what might have been #i am the best version of myself when im with the boy. but now no wonder he is avoiding me. and i don't blame him! but for some reason it's #hitting rlly hard again atm and it's just. Im Sad. #i really don't know why that's so prevalent in my mind right now #and it's rlly not safe for me to drive long distances alone i think. i find driving v stressful #and any guesses what *that* leads to #tw sh #the answer was: a frightening amount. #and then there are things i don't understand #my brother begged me to destroy the suicide note i wrote yesterday #and i don't know why. because it's very unlikely to be something that i would stop to do tbh. so what there is would at least explain #*something* perhaps. i don't know #i have spent more than half of my waking hours in the last week seriously thinking of suicide. i don't know how to stop this #and given that i've read two books in full and gone to a play i enjoyed that says something about what hte rest of the time has been filled #with. i don't know how to get out of this. in some ways i feel like it's worse now than it was bc i expected it to get better when mum and #dad got back. if anything it's worse - more constant. #the lows are not quite as low but the baseline is definitely lower #i am just feeling very hopeless rn #yesterday i was driving and reciting psalm 23 and i was so overcome with emotion and i repeated it multiple times and that helped somewhat #but only in the moment ig. i don't know. i don't know how to fix this or even improve it #if im still feeling like this on monday i am so going to walk over the road and straight-up ask to borrow a kitten overnight. #and hope the kitten doesn't decide to go near all the cuts :( #a part of me is genuinely wondering if i should check myself into a psych ward. the other parts of me say either that this isn't bad enough #for that or thta i am simply too scared to. which is true. nasty stuff in psych wards for obvious reasons #anyway i need prayers thankyou

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

#christ. so i was selected as the top candidate for the program i interviewed with on Friday #and im very annoyed and very pleased and also annoyed that im pleased #im pleased bc it means that they were impressed with what ive done to this point and they think i communicate well. which is cool #and the project is very very cool and id love to work on it #am annoyed bc this does put pressure on me to accept bc they can only put one student forward so if i dip out then thats it for them #which i find extremely stressful. and everything is just so much more complicated if i go to the uk for a phd #and i dont get the luxury of faffing about and taking a bunch of classes like i could in the us. ugh but it would b so cool to go back to #the uk and i wouldn't have to fucking drive. ugh. this project. #ugh its like my boss said #sometimes the project is more worth it than the school. id have crazy cool opportunities to learn things on this project #but at the cost of taking a lot of classes in the us. but every project is what u make of it #but im so fucking dyslexic thst its hard to learn outside a classroom bc i cant concentrate and i dont have a person talking me thru the #info. so idk idk. hopefully when i visit the other school ill kno how i feel #god but i loved living in the uk. and i could travel so much more freely there bc the trains and all that. im so fucking restricted bc im #so terrified of driving. i dont have good reaction speed and i space out too much and i get intrusive thoughts #sigh... but id be a whole 24hrs of travel away from my family instead of the 10hrs thst i am now #so id probably only get to see them once a year maybe? in contrast to 2 or 3 times #and im just worried something terrible will happen and then ill be like fuck i wasted all my time making myself miserable so far away #idk. im so tired. we had like a mile abd a half hike out to a site one way and we left at 7.30 got back at like 4 #it was a long fucking day. and im tried. and i have no filter. and when i talk too much it really annoys me #also! i got confirmation that i fucking suck at recording data. wow im so shocked. its basically designed for me to be terrible at #but its still slightly embarrassing. like srry i fucked up ur data. i cant write words correctly #literally i kept writing my Ls upside down today. why? idk that not how i see them. my brain just cant make Language right lol #whatever. my parents r calling tomorrow and i can info dump at them abt my dyslexia knowledge and my academic knowledge of biblical history #bc instead of listening to anything useful to my job. i choose to listen to lectures on neurology and theology. bc fucking idk #its interesting im relearning my bible lore from a non religious perspective. theology is fucking fascinating. ugh anyway #i shoulf sleep im so fucking tried #unrelated

[domesticated-pirate]

happy one year anniversary of My Mum Saying The Worst Part Of My Grandma's Funeral Was Not Burying Her But The Fact That I Was There And She Wished I Hadn't Gone To The Funeral At All to me

#(my mum forgot/moved on from this in like a month and has since pretended it never happened - so thats also fun) #personal #vent #so i guess it's kind fitting that this year im sat alone #crying #trying to work out whether my sister is gonna feel worse if i go to her bday thing or if i dont #and its all my fault because i dont drive #but theres no winning #i didnt look at trains bc my mum told my sister she would pick me up #then mum called and said she cant pick me up (i said this would happen last week) #so i tried looking up trains but theres a fucktonne of engineering works this weekend #and my sister is out this evening so i couldnt call them so i tried messaging to meet at theirs tmr morning to get a lift #and they just said they want tomorrow to be a nice chill day and that we can do something another time if im going to be stressed or grumpy #and now i cant tell if they dont want me there and just dont want to say or what #im just so tired of being unloveable and having to pretend like i dont notice or care that i am #(i guess at least this is happening now and not next week when i have a 2 day heart monitor #bc this would be fucking with those results)

[arodrwho]

if i have to stay at my moms house for a full week next week i might just lose my mind

#i am so sos oso tired already and i havent even booked a ticket yet #might need to ask my sister if she can PLEASE drive me to the train station after a couple days #bc i just. cannot cope even a little bit #i am very tired and very stressed and quite frankly i would like an out #if it wasnt my brothers graduation i would just lie and say im sick

[arthur-r]

(vent cw sorry i ran out of room in the tags to say that. it’s illness-related anger as usual. content warning for medical everything)

im so fucking sick though. just in general

#and i am so tired of people acting like they know my experiences better than i do #stayed home from school today falling behind in everything couldn’t fcuking get out of bed and my dad said that yesterday my energy was up #so i’m obviously faking it today. like yeah yesterday i laid in bed for hours then came to your house and sat in a chair. saw me for 30min #you don’t get to tell me that yesterday i was feeling well because i fucking wasn’t and you have never noticed or cared #when i fucking passed out got a black eye from hitting my head on the way down. he didn’t fucking bat an eye #now i’m stuck awake because i have stomach pain and my heart has been pounding so loud for hours #and i’m trying to sleep and i need to make it to school tomorrow but i can’t #and i’ve been trying and i’ve been lying awake. and at this point i don’t know how to deal with this anymore #i get sick three times a month you’re supposed to be sick three times a year. this isn’t even counting days where i can’t stand #when i say i’m sick i mean i have sore throat congestion and sometimes fever. and it’s almost always a direct result of trying to live life #like i went to the mall thursday prom shopping. walked a few hours. woke up next morning sore throat runny nose couldnt focus on school from #all the pain in so many places and all of my regular symptoms just being escalated so badly. cant think can’t see cant stand #and that is messed up!!!! that is messed up!!!! and my mother tells me she finally agrees i need anxiety medicine #like hey thanks!! that’s helpful!! however!! why do you only endorse mental when it’s the only alternative to physical #why has my mom always denied viewing my anxiety as anything i shouldn’t just push aside. until it becomes a way to tell me that my physical #problems should also just be pushed aside. why is it so hard to get an audience with a doctor #ANYWAYS i have my stupid follow up appointment. this friday. i dont know how it’s gonna go down #i’m just going to tell the doctor how much it fucking sucks. i guess i’m going to ask for a referral to a neurology specialist in the cities #which will drive my family insane they don’t want to enter the cities to help me. but our clinic doesn’t have what i need #i might get the doctor to do a stress test on friday though if they can do that. but i want specific autonomic testing #and like yeah. i get that anxiety is in the autonomic system. part of fight flight freeze and what EVER i’m not trying to say it’s not!!!! #but does it occur to anyone that my heightened anxiety is one of several symptoms. rather than somehow being the cause #heart rate in panic attack sitting down is 120bpm. heart rate in normal brain walking down the hallway is 140bpm. it’s not my fucking brain #anyway i just need a doctor to actually fucking look at me. actually do the tests actually monitor. because it’s there if you look #but nobody cares enough to look and i just have to sit here falling behind in all my classes and not able to do my job that i love #and just wait for it to somehow get better when i’ve been like this as long as i can remember and maybe it’s worse now but it’s always been #there and everybody writes it off as me being lazy or not putting in enough work and maybe i would have been in sports as a kid if i could!! #people act like my fitness now is because of choices i made as a child but i have ALWAYS had worse reaction to exercise than my friends #and anyway i just. idk. sore throat and stuff is gone now but overall discomfort and disability is not. but i’m going to school cause i cant #keep missing it for health reasons just have to watch my heart go insane and do nothing. out of tags i’m sorry. i’m just so tired.

[roboromantic]

my brother's been trying to find us a place to stay but seems to be looking p much exclusively on F*cebook marketplace and like. he realized the first one was a scam in time but now he's having to try n get his deposit back for this second place

and I don't wanna kick him while he's down but whenever I mention stuff I find out about one of these places by looking on Literally Any Other Site he seems surprised/uninformed

and I WANT to believe that he does his research but uh. it sure don't seem like it. how has he managed to live by himself in multiple locations like this

#im tired and stressed the fuck out and I mean I had my doubts but it did seem mostly legit #so on the one hand im glad we don't have to move on fuckin. monday. but at least the housing situation would've been handled #im also pissed bc i lost like an hour of work time driving out to this place and im probably behind schedule #i've never done this job type before so idk how long it'll take me to finish but. #probably more than the six hours I have before I gotta pick him up #wait. less than that bc of my doctor's appointment aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh #i would be fine if i didn't have to work on his schedule but he's making significantly more than I am so. #i did take wednesday off tbf but i wasn't SUPPOSED to work today so it basically evens out #though i might've realized i'd need the whole weekend and actually im just gonna shut up now it's not gonna change anything #job stuff

[m00sebaby]

here i am doing my silly little tasks and venting in my silly little tags

#it’s day 6 of this month and babes i am tired #i had to be up at 5am wednesday to drive 3 hours for an echocardiogram and a stress test and then 3 hours back #i was up at 6 today to drive the same 3 hours up and back to get an ugly ass Holter monitor put on #the echo came back normal and the stress test came back normal #and that’s objectively great but I’m still so nervous about what it could be #like I’ve gotten so healthy in the last year alone and now this is just #a thorn in my side

[khaoticqueer]

working 12 hour days (for the equivent pay of 8 hours) is making me insane

#but im moving in a few months and need to make sooo much money (we need in total like 5-6k) #the pit i am buried in under capitalism is driving me off the edge i am sooo tired #i havent been doing any packing yet but we need to get it done sooner then later... #sigh #im so tired #and when i sleep i dream of work bc of this stress i am not having fun!!!