#bc i cried a LOT at those times and i always felt so bad about it bc. i Knew it wasn’t a big deal

[percyluvr]

Heyhey :D can i request a percy jackson x daughter of demter!reader headcanons? Plss 💗

percy jackson x daughter of demeter!reader summary: hcs about percy w a daughter of demeter

his first thought when he saw u was 'she is so cute i need her in my life IMMEDIATELY'

when he went to ask you out, he bought one of those flower language books so that he could get you flowers that were meaningful and romantic

u literally almost cried when he gave u the bouquet bc it was the most romantic thing u had ever received in ur entire life

HE EVEN PUT UR FAVORITE FLOWERS IN IT GOODBYE

he's such a sweetie and he always listen when u talk

he loves it if u have a softer voice

he just loves u fr

but anyways

he always follows u around when u go around camp making sure all the plants are healthy

and he asks so many questions

hes genuinely so interested

he gives you carefully picked out bouquets of flowers and he keeps some flowers so when they die he knows when to get you a new bouquet

hes ur #1 fan

he thinks its so cool how u can manipulate plants n shit

and make them grow

he just finds it really cute how u care so much about the planet too

sometimes yall just sit in silence and do a lil gardening

u show him what u love and he shows u what he loves

HE LOVES taking you underwater

and if u can like do shit with the seaweed he thinks its awesome

like one time u changed the seaweed to be changed like a heart and he almost cried because it was so cute

u made him a flower crown to match the one u like wearing

and he literally died

he could NOT stop telling people about it

he wore it everywhere

and u replaced it every time he lost it... which was a lot more times than he would've preferred

he felt bad

but u didnt really mind remaking it so!

yall just be connecting w nature n shit

frolicking in the strawberry patch type beat

he just thinks ur so cute

ur like a little flower to him

BUT that doesnt mean that he doesnt think ur powerful

bc lord knows u ARE

one time he made you mad and u almost strangled him with a vine

he knew to never piss you off again

yall r honestly chill tho

like the two of you just chill around camp with each other

the shit that goes on at camp doesnt phase you at all

adding onto that, i think yall have just been through so much together that u have a strong ass connection that nobody could break

when yall go on quests together, it always goes smoothly

you keep him in check

but u also let him have his fun

in conclusion, yall were just made for each other

#pjo #pjo series #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson #percy jackson x you #pjo x reader #percy jackson fic #pjo x you #percy jackson imagine #book percy jackson #he is my husband

[pupyuj]

7th member and g!p wonyoung where rumors run around a lot that you and wonyoung don't get along well because you really can't look each in the eye and doesn't interact that much but in reality, you can't look at her in the eye because you're too shy after she fucked your brains out last night and you won't interact that much on cam because wony know that she'll just end up getting a boner and might just consider bending you over right there and then 🥰🥰🥰

sndbdjcncdk i love getting g!p wony asks it's my favorite thing 😩😩😩 it's so obvious that i got way too into this i'm sorry i'm an ive girl through and through .

ya'll know i love giving these things a little backstory and some build-up so... it was just supposed to be a cute little hook-up between you and your favorite dorm mate 😳 the two of you have just come home from a party, giggling and whispering flirty things to each other while you stumbled inside your shared dorm... hands touching and groping anywhere and passing it off as a joke but the next thing you knew you were making out on the couch with wony on top 😵‍💫 she was grinding and humping, needing relief for her cock bcs she has stared at you all night and wanted nothing more but to fuck you, not at all giving a damn about the consequences 🫣 needless to say, you absolutely did get fucked very good, too good maybe, on that couch (and in her bed right after)! you fell asleep in peace thinking that everything will be fine the next morning.. but oh, no they weren't 😬

suddenly you couldn't talk to each other like normal friends 😭 only a few words were shared between the two of you since that night, and you only looked at each other when it was absolutely necessary 😭😭 ofc the fans would notice it very quickly bcs all of your habits around each other have changed :( you used to sit very close to each other all the time, but now you're on opposite sides when the group is doing a live or smth 💔 on top of all that, you stopped talking about each other on fancafes, bubble, etc... it was a bit heartbreaking actually, it was like witnessing a friendship breakup in real time 😭😭 no selfies tgt, no random moments of each other on your individual instas, no reports of a 2 am convenience store run... oh, the (y/n) x wonyoung shippers were in the trenches during this time 😩 (annyeongz shooters can relate—)

and then it gets to a point where it was blown out of proportion online 😬 articles being made, think pieces being written about the current state of your friendship... there was a viral clip of you seemingly side-eyeing wonyoung and acting like a bitch behind her back... which your fans fought everybody to hell for bcs they knew you loved her more than anything 🥹🥹

it was yujin who took notice of this.. thing between you guys ofc and cornered the two of you one day, telling you to get your act together and sort your problems out bcs it was affecting the group dynamic too 💔 apparently jiwon was feeling guilty bcs it was now her that you took to those midnight strolls, and rei always felt like she was 'homewrecking' whenever wonyoung was affectionate with her and not you 😭😭😭 coming home after getting scolded by your leader, the two of you sitting on that very same couch where you fucked, awkward and silent...

"i miss you." it was her that broke the silence. that was really all it took for you to jump in her arms and hug her tightly :(( wony was your best friend, the one who knows all your secrets, the one who remembers every single funny moment in your childhood and reminds you of it to cheer you up, the one who always wiped your tears away when you cried — it hurt to not get along with her 💔💔 "we don't have to make that whole thing be such a bad thing... we can just laugh about it, and... and—" wonyoung looks at you, at your soft smile while you cupped her cheeks in your hands, at your lips (she remembers hoe you kissed her that night), at your body and the way you looked like you belong right on her lap... "and we can just do it again.. and again... over and over..." she says boldly. well that certainly caught you off guard, but who were you to say no?

the two of you were really just supposed to talk, but now wony has you bent over the couch, her hips slapping against your ass while her dick slammed deeper and deeper by the second inside you... your cunt fit perfectly around her cock, it was an almost hypnotizing feeling fucking you 😵‍💫 wony thrusting faster, getting bursts of energy every time you moaned her name... then she's right up in your ear, "w-we... we won't need to leave the dorm when we're bored anymore... we can just fuck.. all the time... does that sound appealing enough, baby?" she was asking.

you nodded, "yes, y-yes, wonyoung... ahh.. mhmm..! i'll always be ready for you... just say the word.. or better yet, just f-fucking... shitshit... just grab me and fuck me... i love your cock.. i love it..." you were convinced that there wasn't a better feeling in the world that getting fucked by your gorgeous best friend, and there really wasn't!

shdbfjfksf wony turning you around so she could look at your face while she pounded into you :((( you were so pretty to her, she will never regret fucking you that night 🤤🤤 deliberately clenching around her cock, smiling at the way it only made her pound you faster — you can't get enough of each other 😵‍💫 kissing as you both came, feeling absolutely at bliss while her cum filled up your cunt... she definitely breeded you all night, she had to make up for lost time! 😉 filled you up on her bed, the showers, on her bed again after showering, even when you slept she was fucking into you... just dumping all of her seed in you bcs she missed you so muchhh :((( and yeah you get your revenge bcs when wony woke up the next morning and she looked down, you winked at her with her cock deep down your throat... and then you rode her until she was a drooling, babbling mess...

sorry did i mention that you guys are just fucking insane? right after that, you were cockwarming her while the two of you had breakfast, then wony was feeling you up impatiently while you washed the dishes, then you were fucking on the couch again while the morning news was on... and you ended up getting ten missed calls from yujin that entire morning bcs wony got very, very busy spilling every drop of her cum inside your pussy AND YET....... it was never enough 🥵🥵🥵

did you ever get off her cock that whole day? probably not... but hey, it did wonders for your friendship!

fans now see that the two of you were closer than ever! back to being jokey around each other, wony now always had an arm wrapped around your waist and you were always combing her hair with your fingers bcs you knew it eased her, and ofc you grew more affectionate towards each other! maybe a bit too much.. but it was wayyy better than when you pretended like the other didn't exist 🤭🤭

see, what they all don't know is after that very fun and loud live at the practice room, wony fucked you to hell in one of those secluded rooms in the company building, making you see the stars while you came all over her cock 😵‍💫 yeah that hook-up was a blessing alright...

#ive x fem reader #ive smut #ive imagines #ive x reader #jang wonyoung imagines #jang wonyoung smut #jang wonyoung x reader #wonyoung x reader #wonyoung imagines #wonyoung smut #girl group x reader #girl group imagines #girl group smut

[jemmo]

those 2 eps made me cry a lot. a lot more than i have to this show before, and a lot more than i was ever expecting to. especially hyungjun and minsung’s conversation. just… god. i think the realisation that minsung had when hyungjun said that to him, it was a lot, I could feel it, and it’s so difficult and hard to process and maybe hit a bit too close to home, but it is a realisation i was hoping minsung would have. and i can’t help but applaud how forward and to the point hyungjun was this whole episode, and grateful he made minsung have this realisation. not just in their complex situation but in any relationship really, you cannot be a bystander, you cannot just sit and wait, you can’t let it all be out of your hands. you are part of this, and you don’t just have the ability to do something, you have to, it’s necessary, it’s important and you have to see that. minsung sat back, he wanted to weigh his options and think, see how he felt about these people, and I’m not saying he was completely inactive, but it does feel like he sat back and let these people come to him. he made his initial attraction clear to both, but after that, it was like he was just letting things happen to him, letting it play out and see how he feels. he didn’t play an active role, he didn’t have any agency in the situation when he should have. and i know there’s pressure when there’s multiple people involved, you don’t want to make a move on one and give everyone a wrong idea that the decision is made, but when you look from hyungjun’s perspective, after a date that went so well, after growing close, someone you didn’t expect and didn’t even realise thought that way comes in this strong. it’s not that he wanted minsung to chose him, it’s not that he wanted him to reject hyungjin either. but when you’ve become close and someone interrupts, all you can do is let that person know nothings changed, you still feel the same. and hyungjun did that, at least tried to without burdening minsung or letting his shock and frustration get the best of him, but minsung didn’t. it’s this implication that this is the dynamic, this is how it just is, hyungjun the chaser and minsung the one being chased, but that’s not how actual relationships work, and I’m glad hyungjun didn’t feel bad saying hey, when this all went down, i just wanted some assurance from you. I wanted to know that you still liked me, not just carrying on something you said before and keeping that faith, I was waiting for you to come to me, I want you to come to me if you feel that way inclined. this isn’t just a situation where I’ll pursue you and then you’ll pick me and done, no, it has to feel like there’s some effort returned, it has to feel equal. hyungjun already feels dumb in this situation bc he didn’t see hyungjin’s feelings and mistook them for support, so now he’s going to doubt everything he thought, including how minsung actually feels about him. and he’s right, he shouldn’t feel bad about wanting more, a box of cookies can’t just be enough, and when he’s doubtful of his feelings, it’s no wonder he closes off, he protects himself, bc he doesn’t want to be messed with.

and man it rips through minsung like a tidal wave, seeing that all this time, not just with hyungjun but maybe even with hyungjin, he could’ve done more. he called hyungjin multiple times and apart from that seemed to make no advances, it’s only now hyungjin is pushing that it’s become a thing, but he’s the one that realised his feelings later. minsung started this, but wasn’t putting in the effort to keep it going. and with hyungjun, he was always waiting for him to open up, for him to make his feelings clear. I don’t know if it’s self preservation, he said he’s never cried bc of relationship, it gives me the impression he’s very used to behaving this way, but hyungjun is the shock to the system he needs to realise that he shouldn’t just sit around and wait, he can’t. he can open up, he can share his feelings, he can push things forward. there’s no rule anywhere that says he’s the one that should be waiting, and him waiting with the expectation that hyungjun will come to him, and feeling hurt when hyungjun doesn’t, doesn’t enter his chat or feels cold or off with him, all you have to do is realise hyungjun could be, and is, feeling that exact same way. he’s waiting for minsung to come to him, and feels hurt when he doesn’t, when he doesn’t give him reassurance and goes off with hyungjin. it’s a misunderstanding based in the fact that minsung is holding the power here and isn’t using it, instead waiting for others to take control when he needs to do that himself. and I’m so glad hyungjun expressed this bc it speaks to how their relationship feels like it’s grounded in something more real. it’s not like with hyungjin where he just pursues and flirts and minsung sits and receives it, there’s an expectation of equality, that feelings have to be mutual, and actively reciprocated, that there has to be a back and forth, a dialogue, a balance. and I liked that sungho went to talk to minsung at the end and they both got emotional, bc they’re the two that share this experience, and sungho is like this walking proof that minsung isn’t stuck, he has the agency to decide and he has to make that decision, while for sungho it’s like looking back at that past him that felt so conflicted and stressed. all the conversations got to me in these eps, but I think this one hit them the hardest, bc I do think there is a lot of feelings there, you don’t get this upset, you don’t feel this deeply, if you don’t have feelings. it’s all stemming from this frustration of liking someone and not knowing how to convey it, feeling like something always gets stuck, the lines cross, it misses the target, bc you don’t know what the dynamic is yet, you don’t know what the thing is, what the words or actions will be that will convey those feelings and make them understand. they both make moves and get confused and doubtful over the smallest things and that can only happen when you care that much and feel that deeply that you look and read into every small thing and action and change in behaviour looking for some meaning. it’s like… painfully beautiful to watch, and it makes you root for them so much bc you want them to reach that place where they finally stand on level ground and see each other.

#I could seriously wax poetic about this conversation for days #like it got to me #it deeply affected me #I locked myself in the bathroom and cried #it’s so hard to watch but god I hope they reach a resolution and can just be fucking happy #they need it #his man 2

[jadedrrose]

Understanding

You recklessly became injured in a battle with some marines, but Law was there to save you. And understand your feelings of guilt, yet reassure you.

Warnings: wounds mentioned on body (battle injuries?), tiny bit of angst but mostly comfort bc I am sad and need a comforting Law.

You hadn’t meant for things to go this way.

The battle had taken an unexpected turn; what you originally thought was going to be an easy fight against about ~thirty five marines turned out to be much more difficult. They called in backup, lots of backup, which included admirals.

Law had lost sight of you. Last he’d seen, you were taking on five marines with your scythe, easily defeating them by simply swinging it horizontally, cutting into all of their bodies. But then an admiral approached him, and he had to take care of that.

When he’d seen you next, rather, found you, you were knocked unconscious. Your left arm was bloodied, bruises littered across your skin.

When you woke up, Law was with you. Of course he was. The man was too anxious to let you out of his sight when you were injured, let alone unconscious. You were sat up against many plush pillows in the bed you shared with the man sitting beside you. Only he was in a desk chair that he’d moved beside the bed.

“How do you feel?” He croaked out, voice hoarse.

You turned your head to look directly at him. And as you did, the dim light hit his face- allowing you to see nearly dried tears.

Had he cried?

How injured were you, then?

“…bad,” you answered. “My arms are sore, though my left one…”

You shifted your head to look at the limb. It was wrapped in bandages from your shoulder to your wrist. You couldn’t see any blood, which meant Law had been tending to you probably the entire time you were knocked out. He’d been changing out the bandages for you.

“There’s a nasty cut on it,” Law informed you. “I don’t know what they did, but the wound covers your entire arm. It wasn’t too deep, thank god, but still… it’s bad.”

You frowned, the events of what had happened slowly coming back.

“What happened, y/n?”

You swallowed the spit in your mouth, opening it to speak. “I…” you weren’t sure what to say.

You felt his hand on your right one, fingers intertwining so you were properly holding hands.

“I’m sorry,” you choked, suddenly unable to hold back the tears. “I was reckless… it’s my fault, Law. Fuck, I’m the reason you spent the last however many hours stressing over me, and you… cried.”

“Y/n… do you think you can move?”

Had he not heard you?! Wasn’t he angry? You’d caused all of this.

“I- what?”

“Can you move so I can… hold you..?”

You nodded, shuffling over so there was room for him to climb into the bed, sitting on your right. Gently, Law brought you into his arms, hugging you close.

“I thought I was going to lose you, y/n…” he admitted.

That sent you over the edge. You failed to hold back a sob, the tears flowing freely from your eyes. “I’m sorry, Law. I am. I’m such an idiot.”

“No, don’t say that,” he told you. “It was a difficult battle. I didn’t expect nearly a whole fleet would show up. And I lost sight of you… it’s my fault.”

You didn’t want to keep arguing over who’s fault it was. “It was the marines' fault,” you corrected both of you.

“Fair enough.”

“But I- I thought I would be able to take on ten by myself, but then ten turned into twenty… I got overwhelmed and… one of them had a sword, and…” you motioned to your arm by nodding your head down.

“They beat me until I was unconscious. Probably planned on taking me in, I guess.”

“But I found you before they could,” Law finished the story for you, since you were unable to remember the rest.

“I’m really sorry Law, I shouldn’t have left your side…”

You felt his warm lips on your forehead, the hair on his chin gently scratching you, but it was a feeling you welcomed. You always did.

“Don’t apologize, y/n-ya. You’re very strong, if the backup hadn’t come in, I know you could’ve handled all of those marines. None of it comes down to being your fault.” Law’s reassuring words comforted you, and as his face pulled away from yours, you moved your head to rest on his shoulder.

“Thank you… for understanding.” You spoke.

“Why wouldn’t I? I love you more than anything in this world, y/n. Do you think I’d let just anyone share a bed with me?”

You giggled, knowing the answer all too well. It had taken some time for Law to even allow you into his bedroom. But you understood him, just as he understood you now.

“I love you,” he told you, “and I’ll take care of you until your arm is healed.”

“And then what?” You joked.

“I’ll continue to take care of you, idiot.”

Giggling, you closed your eyes, feeling much more relaxed than when you’d woken up moments ago. “I love you, too.”

#trafalgar law x reader #trafalgar law #trafalgar d water law x reader #trafalgar d water law #law x reader #one piece x reader #comfort fic

[my-castles-crumbling]

Swiftie Anon

Hi guys! I got an ask from an anon that might be triggering so I'm copy-pasting it here so I can put a 'read more' button. I'm naming them Swiftie Anon because they said Taylor really helped them.

TW: SH, SI

Hi Cas, hope you’re ok, because I sure as hell am not. Trigger warning, like mentions of self harm and stuff like that I think.

I’m a seventh grader and recently I’ve been thinking about killing myself a lot more than I usually do. During the pandemic I was in 3rd grade and I kinda realized how much life sucked, but when I went back to school in 5th grade, I realized that this hadn’t occurred to anyone else. I kind of brushed it off bc I’ve always been sort of a pessimist but then I sixth grade I started having suicidal thoughts, I think. I just felt really done with everything, I didn’t want to draw or read or write, and my parents were pissed all the time, it felt like my friends were bored of me (I have abandonment issues from all my friends in elementary school leaving me) (I think)and I thought it would just be easier to not exist anymore, it wasn’t that good. I discovered Taylor, the angel that she is, she just felt…like a friend, like she was right there, you know, and I’ve been mostly okay-ish since. But school fucking sucks and in 7th grade I had to do a presentation in front of my class and I started crying and hyperventilating, I couldn’t even stand up. I think I have anxiety idk. I’ve always been shy, and I’ve hyperventilated before when my parents were yelling at me about stuff and my arms started bleeding because I was digging my nails into them. My parents found out at conferences and I got grounded. my brother knows bc he walked in on me crying and hyperventilating once but he’s leaving for college next year and idk how the fuck I’ll stay together without him. My younger sister and I are really close, but I don’t want to drag her in onto this stuff. And ik once I get to high school it’ll be even worse bc high school sounds horrible and I might be all alone again bc I might not go to the same high school as my friends

I haven’t said a word about this to anyone voluntarily and I know I can’t tell my parents. I always lie on those surveys you get at the doctor, and my parents are always saying I should have a more positive outlook on life and try to be happier and it makes me so pissed bc I am trying as hard as I can to be happening but nothing fucking works.

idk what do with myself anymore, a teacher mentioned college today and I almost broke down sobbing bc I don’t think I’ll let myself live that long. It’s just…really hard and everyday feels like years. Should I tell someone? I’m not as bad as I was in 6th grade, but I know I should be getting help somehow. But I suck at asking for things and I can’t trust any adults.

sorry for the rant, I just need some advice. And a virtual, pat on the head or something, idk.

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Hi hon!

First, (with your permission), I'm like to give you a virtual hug, because it sounds like you're dealing with a lot <3

I'm gonna be really real with you right now: You need to ask for some help. You have a lot going on, and some really heavy feelings, and you don't deserve to be dealing with them at ALL, let alone by yourself.

You're young, and you have SO MUCH life left to enjoy, and suffering through it like this isn't fair. So I'm going to share something about myself with you, okay?

When I was younger, I was very depressed. I was in a bad relationship and I felt very trapped, and I got to a point similar to you.

One day, I got so overwhelmed that I sort of realized that I either needed to ask for help or I would end up making a really bad decision. So, I asked for help.

Again, I'm going to be real: It was SUPER scary. I had to see a lot of doctors and I cried a lot. But after a lot of work, I was able to get better, and now, years later, I am in a (different) healthy relationship, and I have a job and a pet, and I'm here talking to you.

I know this sounds stupid because it's like some feel-good story and right now I'm sure you feel less than great. But I say this because you NEED to ask for help, even if it is difficult. Because there are real things past this feeling. A future job, a future relationship (if you want), a future pet, future kids (if you want). They're all very real and achievable and this feeling is temporary, even thought it feels so permanent right now.

So I'm going to give you some options, since it seems like you don't want to talk to your parents:

Talk to a doctor. Doctors are trained to help you, and they have a lot of resources.

Talk to a trusted teacher. Teachers can sometimes be amazing resources as well, and a lot of them want to listen when you ask to talk.

Talk to a different adult (aunt, uncle, coach, someone!) that you feel close to that will help.

Call/text/message a hotline. Here is an example of a hotline you can talk to via messaging, text, or phone, depending on what you prefer.

But you need to ask for help, because you DESERVE to be happy and living your best life.

It would make me super happy if you message/inboxed me an update, whether you're doing better, worse, or the same! I'm so proud of you for reaching out and I'm cheering you on!

#ask #asks #ask cas #tw: sh

[waklman]

Tilly my lovely writer,

you absolutely can't imagine how I love your work. You are so talented and I can't stop reading your stuff. I'm so obsessed with Fake It, you gave Jake such a special personality, omg I LOVE IT. So sad that you suffering fro. I writers block, don't stress yourself, we love you.

Because of my very (un)healthy obsession with Fake It, I've got a lot of ideas for these two idiots. Hear me out, imagine this whole fake dating is stressing Princess so much and one day the bitch friends of Jake's ex saying to her that she's just a consolation prize for Jake and she will never be worth it or enough for him. Hurt to no end and an migraine incoming she goes home only to have a bsd argument with Jake. Shhr snaps at him and he also says something hurtful (like "no wonder that you're just have a fake boyfriend"). Of course Jake instantly regrets his words but his best friend is hurt. Alone in her room she cries herself to sleep only to wake up hours later with a raging migraine. Imagine Jake finds her nearly passed out in the kitchen, one time more realizing how important she is to him. He takes care of her. Worried Jake, protective Jake, care taking Jake that's what we need

first of all, i love you too & thank you so much for this sweet message because, really, i needed to hear that, i’ve felt so awful for not being able to update fake it (i know i shouldn't but it happens). anyways, this felt so nice to write bc i wasn’t struggling with it, so here is worried jake!! i know i had two other requests for this in my inbox as well, so this is also for those two anons :)

Jake doesn’t hate. 

All his life, he was told by his mother that hate was bad for the heart. That hate had no rightful place in his growing body. But, in the midst of his underwhelming teenage angst, Jake Seresin secretly concluded that his hate should be reserved for one thing, and one thing only—and that was making you cry. 

So, when you came barging into his room, hysterical and teary eyed over some stupid thing some girl said about you two, Jake had no intent of making you cry. It was just that, he could barely get a word in when you were mindlessly repeating it back to him. 

That girl has her head on backwards if she thinks Seresin actually likes her, he’s only sticking around because he feels obliged to. I feel sorry for him, I’d go ballistic if my parents picked out my friends for me.

Frustration spread through his body like a virus when you kept cementing that it was true, accusing him of agreeing with it too. And that’s when the worst thing he ever said to you came out his mouth this evening. 

If you want to fucking believe that you’re so unlikeable, then maybe it’s true. Maybe you are.

The moment the words fell off his tongue, you immediately went quiet, giving him a glimpse of what it looked like when he made you cry.

At that, Jake hated himself more than anything. Jake hated that you looked more hurt than you did when you originally stalked inside, looking for his assurance. Jake hated that he had to listen to you sob for most of the night, alone in the bathroom with the door shut. Jake hated that you might have taken what he said out of anger to heart. That you believed you weren’t worthy of being liked, especially by him.

Because if anything, that was far from the truth. 

And Jake couldn’t let you fall asleep tonight like this, not when he knew you always punished yourself by not tending to the migraines you got from crying. 

“Swallow it please,” Jake lets out a guilty breath, watching your throat weakly bob when you take down the Motrin he eased past your lips.

Seated across from each other in the bathtub, Jake’s frame struggles to fit in the confines of the porcelain, more than yours does—but he pushes the discomfort away, because you’d been sitting here for hours while he was laid in his bed.

And maybe it was because Jake had tiredly pleaded outside the door for a hour before coming in or maybe it was because you watched him struggle to fit himself in the tub with you just so he could mouth feed you some ibuprofen, but you lurch forward—knocking the wind out of him in a desperate hug. 

It takes all of Jake’s self restraint to not fall apart when you slot yourself between his legs and gently rest your chin on his shoulder, letting him feel you again. 

With a tight throat, he forces himself to speak. “I’m so fucking sorry, princess.”

When you sniff in his ear, Jake pulls you closer against him, cushioning the side of your head so it doesn’t hit the bathtub faucet. “I didn’t mean it. God I—I really didn’t fucking mean it,” he starts, voice already shaky. “I don’t want you thinkin’ that I only stick around because our families are close.” Jake swallows when he feels you move a hand to softly scratch at his nape, comforting him through this.

“I know,” you whisper softly, trying to ease the tension in his body. “If you did, you wouldn’t pick a fight with your sisters everytime they claimed me as a roommate when we stayed at hotels,” you let out a hoarse giggle, throat still sore from crying. 

At that, a small smile settles on his face. “I also let them put makeup on me so I was allowed in the girls room,” he adds. 

“Yeah, exactly. You just like me that much, you loser.” Your mouth stretches into a wide smile, cracked lips burning as it does. Finally, Jake lightens up, laughing at your little jab. 

“I just like you that much,” he repeats.

#ears open #fake it

[meownotgood]

i think my favorite aki/reader dynamic is like. teenage friends to adult idiots who are obviously in love. like they both lost their family young and got scouted by public safety, so they end up in the same middle/high school and have their own weird social dynamics where aki is really stiff and weird but he’s great at any sport he signs up for and the reader is bad at sports but good in literature and math and even though aki is doing fine in all of his classes, he asks for their help just to have an excuse to hang out with them after school. growing up with them means there’s a specific intimacy to everything he knows about them- once they’re both 18, it’s a no-brainer to move in together, and they switch off on cooking meals. the reader knows how he likes his eggs, aki has their food allergies memorized, the reader keep sweets in the pantry for themselves (but really for aki to share, bc he has a bit of a sweet tooth he won’t admit to). anyways i just love the idea of aki being like yeah this is my best friend who is half of my heart and i plan my grocery trips around their favorite meals. what do you mean that sounds like love. and aki suddenly getting so nervous and romantic and blushing as he buys a bundle of flowers for them and puts it on the table in a nice vase and taking a little longer to do his hair and takes their suggestions at what to wear and blushes when they take his shirts to sleep in…. ugh! - 🍊

sigh.... I love this so much.... childhood friends to lovers with aki is my absolute favorite and I hope to write something full about it some day

I really like the idea of you and aki going to school together; the two of you would relate to each other immediately because you both lost your homes and your families to tragedy — although, you might not get along with him right away. teen aki is rude, he's quite closed off. it's a lot more difficult to get close to him, but for some reason, you keep trying to. you seem to see a part of him no-one else sees.

you're kind to him, you don't treat him as if he's an outcast like everyone else at school does. he isn't about to admit that he likes you, nor that he enjoys your company. he won't tell you he likes it when you sit next to him at lunch or when you walk home with him, and how he hates when you have to turn down your street and leave him behind because walking is so much lonelier without you. but he does rush to find you whenever you're in the same class and there's group work, he does ask if you'd like to come over to study together.

the longer you've known him, the more he's warmed up to you. you've seen how he speaks to others, how he's just as rude and unapproachable to them as he was when you first met him. but he has a soft spot for you —he's always checking up on your well-being, he's careful not to hurt you when you train together. he gives you the easy missions when they're tasked of you and him by public safety. he's always a completely different person, but it's more him than anything else.

and he knows things about you no-one else knows, just as you know things about him no-one else has ever seen. he puts on such a tough persona, but you know how he cries when things get too much, you've held him whenever he's felt lonely. he appreciates those things more than he expresses.

when the two of you get older, he mellows out a bit — he's definitely still cold, but not as impolite as before, he's more so strict and direct. you move in together because it's the easiest, most cost-efficient option at the time. aki is the one person you feel most comfortable around. he's the person you'd trust with anything, even your life.

and living with him is nice, honestly. he's always neat and quiet. after power and denji move in, you don't have your own space anymore, but aki makes room for you to share it with him. he gives you his bed and sleeps in the living room, but that quickly turns into you sleeping in the same bed together.

somehow, with him, it feels comfortable, natural. maybe it's because it reminds you of the sleepovers you had when you two were younger. his presence beside you is nice. if you listen closely, sometimes you can hear his quiet snores.

even once you've saved up enough money to get your own place (that was the original plan) you decide not to. you'd miss him too much. you've grown accustomed to this life you and him have together, whatever you'd call it.

some things never change, and just as aki refused to admit how he felt about you when he was younger, he's the same way now.

yes, he likes you, that's obvious, but no, he doesn't like like you. you're his best friend, that's all there is to it.

you're his best friend, who he would lay his life on the line in order to protect. who he takes on trips with him to his hometown so he can show you around and introduce you to all the little things he remembers from before he met you. who he frequently spends his entire paycheck on, just because he likes seeing you smile whenever he's given you something special.

you're just... important to him, that's all. and when he blushed once you caught him staring at you, it's just because he was thinking about something else (definitely not because he loves the way you look when you're wearing his old tshirt with one of his hair ties around your wrist).

and when he tucked you into bed and kissed your cheek before you fell asleep, it was just because the two of you were drinking, and he was kind of drunk, he just did it without even thinking, and he hoped you were asleep already so you wouldn't notice (you weren't, and you did).

#I feel like you'd see through him really easily #like he's a big blushy mess #he is totally obvious whenever he stares at you #but you've known him long enough to know he'd never confess to you #so you'd have to bring it up first #or just kiss him and maybe he'll get the idea #sorry my response got kind of long I am just passionate about this #need sweetie pie best friend aki immediately #ask mags #aki <3

[julesthepsychic]

15 questions for 15 friends!!

thank you to @leorajames for tagging me!!

1. are you named after anyone?

my full name has my grandma's name in it and my middle name is my mom's name, and i hate my full name so that's why i go by jules

2. when was the last time you cried?

january 3, 2024 when i watched the whale (brendan fraser) with my roommates. we all cried it was a very good movie. i might have cried since then bc i cry a lot but i don't remember

3. do you have kids?

no and i never want any i will be a cool aunt to my friends kids

4. what sports do/have you played?

none. actually i played soccer for like a week in preschool but that's it

5. do you use sarcasm?

sometimes but not really

6. what is the first thing you notice about people?

vibes/energy,, i might not always say it but i have met friends of friends with bad vibes and don't know how to say anything so i don't say anything

7. what's your eye color?

hazel

8. scary movies or happy endings?

scary movie with a happy ending!!

9. any talents?

i'm good at art (or so i've been told), i can scream well, i kill on kazoo, and i can sort of play violin! the person who tagged me in this and i were in orchestra together

10. where were you born?

pennsylvania baybey

11. what are your hobbies?

art, music,, just spending time with my friends doing whatever, hiking is fun too but sometimes i run out of breath too quickly

12. do you have any pets?

my parents have 2 dogs, simba and gypsy rose (my mom named her, i know this is a slur but it's also just her name and i can't do anything about that. also my mom doesn't care about gypsy rose blanchard even though i explained to her what she did.) i had a hamster for a few years but she died in November of 2022, rip buttons <3

13. how tall are you?

5'6". 5'10" in my demonias

14. favorite subject in school?

orchestra, i was never great at violin but i loved to play and my orchestra directors were so cool (JB is a real one). i also loved art classes whenever i was able to take those bc i was good at it and my teachers always approved of my art :3 i felt bad for the kids who weren't good at art bc the one art teacher made fun of their art, and as a preteen that would hurt a lot

15. dream job?

probably full time makeup artist. my mom crushed my dreams of being a makeup artist when i was younger, so i chose a different career path. but yeah, i'd love that

if you're tagged don't feel like you have to do this!! :) i'm just tagging mutuals

@kxbi @againstpollutions @emovhs @lilmartinscorsese @a-star-that-fell @viiperfang @dingdingdingwehavealoser @baskinsilence @electricgf @finagle-a-bagel @entropicstatic @arathibasin @4stardusts @omgwhythough @paperkingd0m

#julesposting #tag game

[benboulette]

Some of my Icemav headcanons frfr

Every friday they cook together and they choose which kind of cuisine they wanna eat every monday, they listen to music on an old vinyl player that they got from mavs parents and they got the vinyls from ice's parents as an anniversary present. All the vinyls are old cheesy 60s

love songs and they like to dance while cooking whenever one of their favourite songs comes on no matter what theyre doing. It doesnt matter if the foods about to burn if be my baby comes on theyre are grooving to it while singing off key.

Along with the songs, they memorized eachothers favourite songs just by observing how the other acts depending on what song comes on. Mav could tell that ice always liked slow songs more because whenever they came on ice would hum and bop his head more than the other songs (he also loves Frank Sinatra and The Ronettes)

Ice could tell Mav was more into bittersweet love songs that sounded more upbeat although it was harder for ice to figure that out since Mav seemed to sing along with his whole heart to every single song they ever listened to, but whenever his favourites came on Mav would move a lot more and genuinely just smile a lot mroe while singing.

The day that the ban on gay people in the navy was lifted (December 21, 1993) they slow danced in Ice's office while kinda just crying in eachothers arms because they were so happy that they didnt have to hide how much they loved eachother anymore (ofc they didnt immediately announce it infront of everyone but they def had to hide less and got to be more open about it even though everyone already had an idea)

Mav's ringtone for ice is literally the song "ice ice baby" and it has been since the song was released.

Sarah was Tom's lesbian friend and they would rant to eachother about the ppl they had crushes on bc they were the only queer ppl they were aware existed around them. (they were actually surrounded by gay ppl they just didnt know)

Mav and Ice used to try to make eachother listen to new artists atleast every month and in that tradition they discovered Joe Dassin which ended up being their favourite artist to listen to together and they always sing his songs in a really bad french. Their first dance at their marriage ended up even being to "Et si tu n'existais pas".

Ice tried to learn guitar with Goose (goose side headcanon: he plays almost every instrument in existence, like if he wasnt in the navy he would be a music teacher in highschool) but Nick didn't tell him that Mav already knew how to play after having played in a band with him and slider in highschool all together. Mav (voc. and guit.) Goose (bass and backup voc.) Slider (drums) and Ice learnt through Slider that Mav knew how to play guitar infinitely better than him after slider caught him trying to learn a love song he was gonna play when he wanted to ask Mav to officially be his boyfriend.

Every. single. time. one of them got deployed the night before they would ALWAYS spend the night together listening to music and dancing the whole time, they always made their last dance "Till Then" by The Mills Brothers and they always cried no matter what.

Mav is an ugly fucking crier and gets snot everywhere but since Ice started being there where ever he was he would always use his shirt as a kleenex so when Ice isnt around when Mav cries he is completely lost and just slimes everywhere.

Before they were official Mav caught Ice singing "If I Loved You" by Dick Haymes in his office once and when he heard him singing he literally felt his heart skip a beat and now he asks Ice to sing for him a lot more than Ice would like. (He likes the way Mav's eyes light up every time he sings for Mav) and before Ice lost his voice he recorded himself singing for Mav and it made Mav ugly cry when he found out abt it

Ice has a journal and he writes about Mav and Mav only in it. Mav found it and cried again.

Ice and Mav keep matching pictures of eachother in their helmets bc Ice refused to get those necklaces that can have pictures inside with Mav so they settled on that bc it was still risky to get caught. They eventually evolved to them just bringing a full sized picture of eachother in the plane anytime they went flying. They also keep pictures of eachother in their wallets and while he doesn't admit it Ice was the happiest he ever was when he could finally stop hiding the picture of them he kept in his office and being able to grow his collection of pictures of them as his office also got bigger was his biggest accomplishment in his own eyes

Wehenever they would fight or something, Mav did the cliche of showing up infront of ices house with a boombox to sing as an apology for Ice, Carol and Goose went with him as his backup vocalists and it always worked.

Once while Mav was on a mission, he got hit (he was fine in the end and someone called his parachute) and Ice was listening to the comms on the ship and as soon as he heard that Mav was hit he had to leave the room bc he had to throw up because his mind of course went to the worst possible conclusion. They both had to be in the hospital in the end bc Ice was breaking down (NOT. breakdancing) and couldnt move bc he was shaking so bad. While they were in the hospital, even though Mav was the one who got hit, he was the one taking care of Ice.

The first song they danced to was Be My Baby by The Ronettes and they both started singing to it at the same time when it came on and had a moment where they looked at eachother like "how tf do u know this song" but turns out its bc they're both hopeless romantics.

They lived together and said they had separate rooms so ppl wouldn't be suspicious, one time Nick and Carol needed them to babysit Bradley and Bradley slept in the room that they said was Ice's, and when he went to bed he asked "Why does Ice have his own bedrooms if he always sleeps with uncle Mav?" Of course they just avoided the question but he ended up asking Goose the same question and he just burst out laughing.

Ice and Mav are the reason that Bradley had a relatively easy time accepting he was bi, he attended their "wedding" when he was like 10 so he never thought bad of gay ppl. (I put wedding in quotes bc in 1992 gay marriage wasn't legalized so they technically only held a ceremony in secret and said they were married, but when gay marriage WAS legalized they immediately made it official)

#icemav #i loev them so much it hurts #my babies #the sillies #tom kazansky #pete mitchell #bradley bradshaw #carole bradshaw #nick bradshaw #top gun

[scarlet-ancunin]

We know when desire wears the meow meow outfit they have a tail but what if they have a tail regardless of what outfit they wear like just imagine how adorable it would be, like if they're jealous you could tell bc they have their tail wrapped around your waist or leg or when you're laying with them in bed they wrap their tail around your ankle. Desire with a tail is just an adorable thought, ooh imagine when desire is feeling in a more spicy mood they use their tail to slightly rub in between your legs!

I think we as a fandom need to incorporate that headcanon into fics more often

LMAO, I LOVE THIS and it matches with another request from another anon who also wants to see Desire's version of being in "cat form" just like Dream. sooo I pictured him being a black Siamese Cat with Gold eyes but with piercing eyes, not those regular cute ones haha

Other Anons Req: OK, so maybe a Cat!Desire headcanon? Because, we saw Dream as a cat, but we all know Desire totally also has a cat form, right? Right...? I'm the only one who is in love with the meow-meow outfit. :p

prepare for a long @$$ fic lmaooo, nsfw as well you unhinged hoes lmao

Word Count: 1523

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My Cat Is An Endless

It was a stormy night and you were going home after your shift at work. you spotted a black Siamese Cat walking in the dry area of some store covers it walked oddly as if it owned the where ever they walked it was cute. you noticed that they had no collar and they looked very healthy. You always wanted to have a cat but the ones at the shops and ones in the shelter just didn't do it for you but this one was perfect.

Your longing was strong enough that the black cat stops and turned its head to look up at you their eyes were gold and piercing and you were mesmerized by how they looked. you kneeled down covering them and yourself from some of the rain. "would you like to come home with me little guy?" the black Siamese stared at you for a long moment as if contemplating if they should.

you didn't know what you were in for the moment they lept into your coat and you both rushed home. Desire was walking around the streets in the form of a cat since no one will pay mind to this form however when they felt such a strong urge from someone behind them, they had to look at the one feeling this desire.

they recalled seeing you before and knew what you longed for and seeing that they bumped into you once more made them more curious. so they decided to "play" along.

Desire knew more about you than they thought they would with how you always vent to them about everything and told them about your good days and your bad days, held them close when you were sad or cried, and play with their hair when you were happy and wanted to make your cat happy. it was something that drew desire close they literally were the key to your happiness. Oh if only you knew your Cat was an endless.

the days you worked Desire was in their normal form walking around in their "meow meow" outfit and walking around humming low they ate some fruits and sat by the window they would throw the cat food out the window for some stray to eat and sometimes they left to take care of things since they were an endless after all. But they always made it back in time. "hmm sometimes I wish you were human...." you said pouting cutely looking at the cat who was gazing at you as if they were amused. "hey don't look at me like that, it's just a silly wish" you giggle "I bet if you were you would want me to play with your hair a lot haha" you giggle and went to bed laying down.

the next day you woke up to someone playing with your hair and you jolt up seeing a very beautiful and handsome person laying beside you, their eyes were gold and they too had black cat ears and a black tail. "why hello there~" they spoke their voice sultry and smooth voice. your heart beats faster and your face is red. "w-what who are you how did you get in here and why are you wearing that outfit on my bed" you said moving back and falling off your bed. their chuckle sent shivers down your spine even though you were shocked by this whole situation. they roll until they were looking at you upside down "You wanted me here, that is what you desired" they noticed your confused face and grin "I am Desire of the Endless....I am the Cat you picked off the streets I am the one that makes you want things" as they spoke it was like certain things clicked and your face turned redder "i-i was talking to an immortal being this whole time" you squeaked. they simply giggle "I do enjoy your little venting sessions and head pats if that is what you're worried about" they spoke watching you come closer "will you still stay," you asked looking down at them while they looked up at you "if that is what you want yes" you lean down and kiss them suddenly.

Ever since that time, you learned more about Desire or rather whatever they felt like sharing. and you played with their hair being correct that they liked it when you play with it. you noticed even though your endless lover was in "human" form they still behaved like a cat. when you pet their tail on rare occasions they would purr low before becoming silent like they just got caught.

another time was while you were watching tv your favorite actor came on and you giggle "isn't he dreamy" you said watching them act perfectly and you suddenly felt their tail wrap around your waist even though they were silent. you giggled noticing they were jealous "you know just because he is dreamy doesn't mean they are better than you Desire. Besides my lover is literally perfect in every way"

they blush faintly and pulled you into a soft and gentle kiss and you hum lightly. when you both cuddle you felt their tail wrap around your ankle and you would hold them close laying your head on their chest. "i love you" they chuckle "I love me too" you pout cutely and nip their chest hard and they hiss softly their tail drifting from your ankle and moving up and between your legs rubbing you slowly with their tail.

"D-desire," you said blushing and they made you look at them "I will show you how much I love you y/n" with that, they kissed you deeply moving to be above you now leaning down and nipping your earlobe between their teeth and you grunt softly sliding your hands up and through their hair. tugging lightly. their hand slips past the waistband of your pants, making the skin burn where their hands touched.

they teased you with light strokes now smirking suddenly "my you are excited~" they said alluringly and kissed you deeply once more dominating the kiss immediately slipping their tongue past your lips. they enjoyed the moans and mewls you were doing. " i can take you right now~" they would say and you look up at them panting lightly "P-please i'll be good Desire" "oh i know you will love"

They shift so you were now straddling them leaning forward and taking one of your nipples into their mouth and you gasped holding them close and moving to grind against their obvious bulge. "can i ride you" you said Desire nows "go ahead who am i to stop what you long for the most." you blush deeply and watched them move to align themself with your entrance.

You made eye contact with them as you lifted yourself over them, gripped the base of their shaft, and slowly lowered yourself onto them. You threw your head back with a moan when you took all of them inside of you, relishing the stretch and warmth. Desire being who they are purrs in delight at how tight you were.

You waited a moment longer to adjust to their size before you lifted yourself up and dropped down again. You developed a steady rhythm soon enough, starting to go faster now that you had found the perfect angle, Desire held your waist tight their nails were surely going to leave a mark. you were a moaning mess and Desire was enjoying every bit of it their own desires now engulfing you both

you bit your lip so hard you nearly bled when they began to roll their hips up to meet yours. You cursed, moving faster and going down harder now, and Desire thrust up into you at the same pace, making every thrust more intense. It was good-- so good.

Suddenly their hand moved up to your neck gripping your throat, one hand moved to their wrist the other still resting on their chest you moan when they squeezed your neck suddenly. you whimpered, Your every breath was labored, and it only made the sensations in your body feel stronger. they tightened their grip on your neck further, thrust once, twice, three times into you harder until they felt you reach your orgasm. they pounded you through your orgasm and didn’t slow down once you were finished. they released your neck, and you gasped for a breath. before leaning down and kissing Desire deeply feeling their tail wrap around your leg still thrusting into you.

They would break away from it to bite your shoulder as their rhythm became faulty and their thrusts drove impossibly deeper inside of your tight heat. You whispered little encouragements to them and tugged on their hair. they groaned and came, and you rolled your hips down onto them gently so that they could ride it out.

"I love you too y/n, just don't test me~," they said and you were holding them close laying beside them feeling their tail rest on your leg thigh. "hmm maybe I will if this is what you do my perfect Kitten"

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Taglist: @justaproudslytherpuff, @sherazyjade, @the-masked-scorpio, @sugakookieswithacupoftae16, @happilydangerousworld, @harlekin6

#desire #the sandman desire #desire headcanons #desire of the endless #the sandman desire headcanons #the sandman desire of the endless #the sandman desire of the endless x reader #the sandman desire x reader #desire of the endless x reader #desire x reader #desire x you #the sandman #unhinged desire simp

[iwasbored777]

So I gave it thought and you can scroll past this if you don't care, it doesn't matter, I just need to get this off of my chest...

And as someone who survived way worse than cyber bullying, I can't leave just like that. A lot of people told me they'll miss me - in comments, in inbox, in asks too...

(I just don't want to leave you guys hanging that's why I'm posting them and thank you ❤️)

...and I'm grateful for your support and everything. Someone used to send me really mean anonymous asks and they sent me some hate stuff about Marinette and I always block people like them but I couldn't bc I didn't know who they were. And on YouTube you can't block hate. But I didn't expect so many of you to be so thoughtful in the comments when I wrote that I want to leave the fandom. I didn't think so many people care about me and my stuff. I worked hard to get here and it would be cowardly of me to leave now that I made so many great friends and now that I see that my Marinette sugar actually influenced someone 😭😭😭 makes me feel a lot better. That was the point of my account tho. That's why I post so much Marinette sugar. I just feel hopeless when I see how many hate she got and that "Marinette is a bad character" is a popular opinion. I understand for characters like Ross Geller and Danny Zuko, but not for her. I would really miss this account if I leave, I would probably never leave for good, just make a pause. This little pause was good for me and I even used that time to write another huge sugar analysis on Marinette's character. I mean really, if I don't do those stuff so often, who's gonna do it? And I'm also working on a Felila prompt too. Prompts are still closed btw, I have a lot of them to write.

And I hear that s5 will be soon so GREAT! I didn't expect them to release it so soon!

And if someone doesn't understand my points, which happens a lot of times even tho I try to make it crystal clear, I'll just say "that's not what I meant" if they want to argue cuz I don't want to argue and I'm sick of it, but I'm always here for nice people. As for hate asks and anything like that, I'm not going to answer them, just delete them. I don't care. And I'm asking you please do not send me any hate videos or hate posts for me to watch/read and write my opinion on it because I'm trying to stay away from hate. That's really bad for me.

So expect the new analysis to drop anytime soon, because it's done, I just have a few things to add/fix maybe. But that's all. I'll be back. I really needed some time off, I felt horrible that day. I even cried a little. I can't even explain how it was and what kind of things I got in my inbox. This fandom is so bad... People are so disgusting. But, thank you, everyone who sent those words of encouragement. It means so much to me. I would really miss you guys ❤️❤️❤️ all those haters can't compare to you. Know that for now I'll stay because of you. I can't let you watch the new season without my reactions now can I?

#miraculous ladybug #but this fandom is the worst thing ever #But I'm holding on #I will hold on #Ml ask #ask and answer

[flowering-thought]

Ah yes, procrastination! Hehe, I also deal 🤝

Anyways, I shall now detail my painfully awkward stories to you lol:

(I don't really know how to put these in order, so it might come out as a jumbled mess (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧)

1.) So, this one comes to mind first as it is unfortunately burned in my brain *cries* So! I used to have a HUGE crush on this guy that I worked with (I was wondering at a subway at the time) and because I had a crush on him, I happened to be shy and somehow kinda clumsy around him. And because of that shyness, I would find it hard to talk to him without stuttering or blushing. Normally, it wouldn't be so bad but he just so happened to also be shy and socially awkward like me. (Usually I always shy and quiet at first, until someone talks me out of my shell. Then I'll gradually open up and become more "extroverted" around them) Anyways, as you could imagine, there was a lot of terrible awkward silences. AND, bc we worked together, I had to deal with it. There was this time specifically where we got a large online order, and it was just the two of us, so I come up there to help him. Because the store we worked at was so small and cramped, we didn't have much room so we had to work side by side. Bc of that, to me, it felt like we were uncomfortablely close, and I kept accidentally bumping into him. Compare that with awkward silence, and I just wanted to disappear all together. He got a better job somewhere else not long after, but I always wondered if he thought I was some weird quiet kid or if he felt the same way I did. Idk

2.) Oh! So a few years ago (around 4) I went down to the lake that was kinda local to where I lived during summer every day for like a week straight. I happened to meet a boy who was two years younger than me (I'm only 21 now so I was a lil bebe then hehe(17)) He came up to talk to me, and was really polite and chatty too so I actually felt really comfortable hanging with him while there. He coincidentally happened to be there almost every day I was there. So it didn't take long for me to open up. Anyways, summer ended (obvi) and I continued about my life as it was. Time Skip! Up until fairly recently, I had completely forgotten about meeting him at all. Haha yes, so I was going grocery shopping when I met him again since he worked there. Only, I had NO IDEA who he was. (I found out he was also a local lol) Anyways, I walked in and he was kinda staring at me. And I felt super uncomfortable bc I felt like I was supposed to know him or something. So I kinda glanced over and ignored him until I had to check out. I didn't recognize him because he apparently hit a major growth spurt. Well I got to check out and he was like "do you really not remember me?" and I awkwardly shook my head no. To which he replied "we met at the lake a few years ago remember?" I felt so bad for not remembering lol. But luckily he was super nice, and all ended well.

3.) (This one isn't a story, but just a compilation of my ✨anxious habits✨)

*I can't tell people no, instead I talk circles around a "maybe" or a "next time"

*I genuinely worry if I make people feel uncomfortable bc I'm always a little awkward

*I can't stand awkward silences, so that leads me to ramble

*Crowded places are draining

*I'm always fidgeting with something when I'm nervous like my hair or necklace

*During the rare times I do actually have guests I'll anxiously spoil them with treats like food, drinks, etc.

*(insert general introvert things here)

That's all I can think of rn anyway. I hope it helps 💖

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Omg sorry I've been kinda hoarding this ask cause I relate wayyyy too much ʕ•ω•ʔ

🥀 I completely feel you with those anxious habits too 👩‍🦯👩‍🦯. If I feel like I somehow made someone uncomfortable I automatically go to apologize out of habit.. And a really bad habit of picking at my nails to the point it actually kinda hurts- but I've been trying to stop cause it kinda sucks after a while when your finger tips hurt yk?

But yeah social anxiety and just anxiety in general can lead to a lot of awkward conversations or interactions 😔 Sometimes I've been so completely oblivious to people attempting to interact that it leads to awkward silence lol- doesn't help I have a chronic RBF that makes people think I hate them ;-;

#.hana_talks_txt_♡ #the amount i relate to these stories is insane

[bluuespring]

I was tagged by lovelies @ughbehavior​ & @ipegchangbin​ ♡!! thank you both

rules: share ten different favorite characters from ten different pieces of media in no particular order, then send this to/tag 10 people.

ajfpasf this took me forever to decide :’) so there are actually 12 and not 10 I’m so sorry. 

1. jane eyre / this novel got me into reading, writing and studying literature so I’m eternally grateful for it. jane is a badass. she will not be caged. also rochester is an asshole and doesn’t deserve her. 

2. bucky barnes (marvel) / I’m not into marvel that much anymore, but bucky will always have a special place in my heart, he is such a fascinating character and I will eternally love him and devote my soul to him. even my dad knows him too well (he took me to see civil war and i cried a lot) protect him at all costs. also fuck me up long-haired red shirt civil war bucky

3. jesse pinkman (breaking bad) / have I ever cried more tears for a fictional character? i dont think so. I couldve put anyone from this show (hANK SCHRADER????  MIKE?????? GUS???!?!! SKYLER???!?!?!!!!!!) but jesse... yeah. he’s my broken little dork and I still weep for him regularly. 

4. joel miller (the last of us) / that goes without saying....w tf..... joel miller has had a chokehold on me since 2015 and he will never leave me. the tears I wept. the hURT I have felt. he is so special to me and his voice, his actions, his very being has influenced me to the core. I could write an entire thesis on this man. 

5. elizabeth bennett / has a more badass mf ever existed in media? no. I think not. lizzie is the mvp. her and darcy are the originals. i dont care what you say.

6. jack from marrowbone / those who haven’t seen this movie just watch it... you’ll never be the same. what the fuck. I’m still not over it. wtf. 

7. violet baudelaire / my role model as a child. I wanted to be 14 so bad for so long because I wanted to be violet. she’s a star. now she’s like my child. forever in my heart.

8. fred and george weasley / they come as a pair ok fight me.... but those two. oof. their writer is a piece of shit that deserves the worst but gred and forge deserve the best. I will never forgive and I will never forget™️. they were also the objects of my first official fanfic which gave me confidence in writing so yeah. they’re my soulmates. a part of me will always live above weasley’s wizard wheezes. ♡

9. rengoku (demon slayer) / I know this must be a ~mainstream~ choice or whatever but I don’t care. the imprint that he has left on me. him and tanjiro remind me of the importance of kindness and I have embraced it fully since. 

10. kaz brekker (shadow and bone) / I really hesitated with inej but kaz. that boy. that character............ I will always vividly remember reading him for the first time. like oh. OH. oh. And it was too late

11. kang sae byeok (squid game) / I saw this girl and I knew... I knew we were going to have silent conversations. her portrayal. her vulnerability. her strength. she is it. 

12. opie (sons of anarchy) / I havent even finished watching sons but .... fuck.... I saw ryan hurst who plays him at comic con bc my dad was a fan and he told a story about shampoo and I was never the same since.... he tugs at my heart strings and he’s everything the universe ought to look up to and i’m soft

13. and finally matilda / if there is an origin story to who I am. it’s this.

I don’t know who to tag so... anyone who wants to do it go ahead and tag me I’d love to see <333

Honorable Mentions (bc yes I have a long list) 

- Dean Winchester from Supernatural (don’t ask me about it.... don’t...) - Eun-tak from Goblin (aposfjasfasf) -  Hong Du-sik from Hometown Cha Cha Cha (husband material™️)  - Celine & Jesse from the Before trilogy (those movies fucked me up..... but I love them.............) - L from Death Note (my little weirdo.... never change.... Ive never looked at a phone the same...) - Susan Pevensie from Narnia (another original) - Marta from Knives Out (i lOVE HER bless her heart) - Dallas from The Outsiders (its been more than a decade since.....) - Wanda from Marvel (she deserves better) - Temperance Brennan from Bones (inspiration)  - Arthur Shelby from Peaky Blinders (a puppy. a child. i want to hold him.) - Frank Castle from The Punisher (hE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the excellence of morally grey!!!!!!) - Jaime Fraser from Outlander (i can’t deal with him....) - Cha-young from Vincenzo (a bADASS) - Glenn from the Walking Dead (no i will not talk about it) - Rip and Beth from Yellowstone (those two..... i’m.... *bites lip*) - The 12th Doctor from Doctor Who (don’t be lasagna will forever be imprinted into my brain) - House from House MD (a life inspiration. dont give a shit about people) - Connell and Marianne from Normal People (i wept) - Everyone™️ in the Haunting of Hill House (masterpiece)

#I'm probably forgetting really important ones but eh #the essential is there #if you ever want to talk in length about any of them #don't be shy<3 #thanks for tagging me!!!!! it was fun and painful at the same time #ily <3 #tag game #about me

[jupitercomet]

darling. i’m a stupid bitch bc i reblogged a part or two of your bradley au series on my fic blog without even realizing there were MORE parts until literally 30min ago bc i only followed you recently. nevertheless, i just binged the whole thing and i needed to tell you straight to your face (through ask lmao) that it is single-handedly one of the most heart-wrenching, beautifully written stories i have ever had the pleasure of reading. for reference, i’ve only watched little women twice bc it just brings so much angst, happiness, sadness, grief, and every other emotion known to mankind, into my body and i fall into this downward spiral of a sobbing mess (very rare for me). pride and prejudice is my favorite movie. i cry watching it every time just wishing to find love equating to that of mr darcy and elizabeth bennett. safe to say that period fics are my weakness in every way, shape, and form. i often avoid angsty fics bc i’m so bad at processing my own emotions, and to take on the emotions of others just through writing, especially when i know that i’ll be thinking about them and re-enacting scenes from fics in my head during my daydreaming phases??? it’s all too much. but i need you to know that your fic sent me into one of these down-spirals in the most amazing way. i just laid in my bed for an hour and cried while i read it. fics don’t make me cry often but yours did and i didn’t even mind. the readers feelings of being inadequate because her dreams aren’t equivalent to those of charlie’s? her complete need fo fulfill the wishes of others to try and make up for the ways she thinks she lacks??? insanity. i felt so called out beyond belief and it made me cry literal tears and it was worth it. anyways. all of this was to say that you are so genuinely talented. i enjoyed every heart aching moment. i hope this ask wasn’t too insane but you need to be reminded of how skilled you are in case you didn’t know already.

oh my gosh, thank you so much!!! I also love period pieces, like something about them is so... idek, but they're just the best.

it's honestly so crazy to me that the things I write elicit these emotions from you all (though I do hope you are giving yourself the time/care you need to process them, I know they are a lot).

Dove and Bradley mean so much to me and I love writing for them because they really are these characters that we always view as flaws in ourselves (whether it's Dove who makes us worry that we'll never know how to be in healthy relationships, or Bradley who makes us wonder if our past trauma has made it so we'll never be happy again because we can only hurt the people we love) (or maybe that's just me lol) but when we see them in others, suddenly they're not the flaws we thought they were (you all love Dove and want her to be more assertive and root for her minor victories and don't get upset with her when you feel she's not standing up for herself, you're (starting to at least) understand Bradley and, while not excusing his behavior or forgiving him completely, you have faith that he's growing as a person) I truly cannot describe how much you're opinions on Dove and Bradley matter to me and, while it breaks my heart that some of you relate to them on such a personal level, it also makes me happy because you don't have to scroll very far on my blog to see how many people love them anyway.

#also i feel like i need to watch pride and prejudice now #all of you keep recommending it #jtldm— asks #prfctplcs #what’s up doc

[phantaloonficlog]

I've been meaning to start using this account for months but just read this for the first time and died a thousand times a thousand different ways so what's a better fic to start with?

A Different Matter by djhedy and moonix

After college, Neil is drifting and a bit lost. When Matt makes him move in with him and his housemates, Neil isn't sure what to expect. Finding a family, having casual sex, and then promptly ruining that by falling not-so-casually in love is not on his agenda, though.

rating: explicit

there's explicit sexual content, and some sad feelings but nothing bad!

(yes I'm stealing the format from the aftg fic rec account I'm sorry)

my takes on this fic:

neil's internal monolog from chapters 1 to 14 are the death of me thanks

like always, i love the way they come together as a family BUT a plus for this fic is seth✨ i loved him so fucking much and i loved the subtle ways he was friends with neil and the others

also loved the way andrew is obviously pining for neil almost since the start and everyone can see it but neil

jerejean in the background gives me life

so does renison

their sex is somehow so fucking soft 🥺 like it's probably part of neil's narration bc he's literally incapable of having just sex without the feelings (the entire point of the story) but even when neil tries to be all 'ah yes we're fucking roughly' it doesn't translate like that like it's just soft and i love them

ngl the entire reason why this was so meaningful to me was chapters 11-14, cause if you know me you know I'm a slut for angst and like, it's so well done here, neil's loneliness and the way he feels like no one understands him, and the way he feels like no one needs him, just broke my heart apart i cried for like an hour i genuinely felt so much pain reading how pessimistic about his self worth neil was during those chapters, and his issues with guilt and relevance, i just sobbed along with him when he finally went to wymack's, the angst was just so well done, honestly could not leave enough kudos to the authors

also i think part of what hit so hard was that i struggle a lot with similar feelings myself so like it was funsies to cry with neil as he fell in that sort of depressive episode, honestly could relate too much, I'm still in fucking pain

all in all 15/10, can recommend, would read again :)

#fic rec #kinda #it's actually just for myself but if ya know #aftg fic rec

[inkofamethyst]

October 31, 2022

Course registration today was a bit of a mess, actually, but thankfully I think everything might turn out to be okay.  There aren’t any restrictions listed for the education class I wanted to take next sem, but when I went to add it, the system told me that I had to be a education major to take it.  So I email the instructor to plead my case, not expecting much bc she’s a grad student, and sullenly pick a greek art class as an alternate to fill the space.  The instructor gets back to me in an hour with permission, and I think I should be able to get in.  It’s a lower-level course, but the seats are already going pretty quick, so hopefully the registrar acts fast to lift to block.

I am having a wee bit of an anxious episode at the moment, but it was partly brought on by the frustration of feeling, once again, like an emotional punching bag.  Not in the way that I’m being emotionally abused or anything, but, like, in high school I used to have a friend who had a lot of issues at home and she’d turn to me (and also to my dnd-friend) almost exclusively with her problems and it was really draining, honestly.  I had to stop putting effort into that relationship because it felt so one-sided.  And, frankly, she’s part of the reason that I don’t go to people with my problems.  That people only hear about my problems after I’ve solved them or cannot conceive of a way to solve them myself and have already cried over it (and in those cases I go to my parents).

Anyway saxophone-guy (-friend?) saxophone-friend (the “guy” suffix will be saved for potential, uh, suitors) has been doing that to me since I met him and it’s become even more pronounced this semester now that we’re “just friends” because he never ever comes to me when he’s happy about something.  I spent hours on a birthday present for him and the first thing he says to me when we next see each other in-person is how bad his day has been (he did thank me for the gift over text last week (also I’d like to be perfectly clear: this was not a gift given with the intent to win him back, as that ship has certainly sailed, it was a gift given with the intent to stop him from always being so down in the dumps over his voice (because any time he felt self-conscious about it, guess who he’d text and guess who’d have to use the same lines over and over again to comfort the guy (I don’t expect people to be perfect, and I understand we’ve all got our hangups, but he’s got a whole therapist)))).  I just... people who start nearly every conversation with the intent of spilling their problems irk me.  And he had the gall to say today that he doesn’t like going to people with his problems because he hates bringing down their day.  HM.  It seems as though the self-awareness doesn’t stretch as far as he thinks it does.

It’s not my intention to disparage people.  I’m just terribly high-strung at the moment.  Second round of midterms, a month until my applications are due, regular assignments on top of that, trying to prepare for my future...

I don’t want to come off like a fair-weather friend.  Truly, I don’t.  But the guy needs a journal.  Maybe not an internet one, that seems like a pretty dumb idea tbh.

So that’s frustrating, and then I’ve got an exam tomorrow [edit, next day: it was just okay, I think the short answers were fine, but the matching was awful (who cares about Haldane’s rule so much that it shows up on two questions??)] and a draft of a paper due and two discussion boards to do because I’m behind and emails to send and two more exams this week and I’m already feeling awful.  This Friday can’t come soon enough.  And then I’m going to a concert (orchestra lol) this weekend, and a movie next week, and an opera two weekends from now... ah.  Just gotta get through this hell of a week.

Today I’m thankful that... I’m thankful for GMM’s Vote Like a Beast web service.  It was so useful and so much easier to build my ballot relatively painlessly compared to consulting a newspaper and endless maps.  Midterm elections are so important, but the local-ness of it all can for sure be more overwhelming and confusing than the big national elections.  And as a college student it would be so easy to just be Too Busy To Vote, but I’m glad I did.