#but then I get upset I wasted food so I end up MORE stressed

[gojossocks]

Pathetic

Pairing: AU!Sukuna x reader Genre: angst Content: the title says it all, pathetic ‘kuna core. Sukuna cockblocked himself because he's afraid of commitment :DD a bit of gojo x reader at the end bc y/n deserves love. Wc: 1.2k

“Stop being so pathetic.” He had declared, his words cutting through the air like shards of ice.

But you, ever resolute, had refused to let his harshness deter you. Sukuna knows how much his sentence has hurt you. Your hands were trembling as you reached his, desperately seeking connection. Tears glistened in your eyes, your voice was quivering but you smiled at him through your blurred vision.

“We could work it out right, ‘Kuna?” you implored, your voice soft yet it held so much weight. “Please talk to me. I don’t need anything else! I just need you. We don’t have to get married or anything. I am content just being with you. I love you.”

Sukuna’s gaze remains distant, his eyes fixed on the table behind you. He isn’t looking at you anymore. His response was dispassionate and void of the warmth he used to give you. “It’s not that. I just don’t love you anymore, Y/N.”

He watched you break and he watched you swallow your sobs as you clutched his hand tighter. “That’s okay,” you whispered, your voice desperate, barely more than a breath. “You loved me once, I could make you do it again. Tell me what to change and I’ll change for you, love.”

“I don’t care. I’m leaving.” He pulled his hand away, leaving you alone in your once shared bedroom. He still remembered the sounds of your sobs down the hallway as he walked out of your life.

Sukuna was always sure of himself that day he left you. He had said it so indifferently, so carelessly, as if he didn’t spend years being loved by you. He thought he moved on quite easily— bouncing from one woman to another, getting drunk on his own success, and wasting the rest of his twenties on meaningless connections. The hollowness of it all continued to haunt him.

It’s been half a decade trying to ignore the ache that has been gnawing at his heart. And it wasn’t until he saw you again did the gravity of his actions finally catched up to him.

It was supposed to be your anniversary and Sukuna finds himself pathetically walking into the places you once walked with him. He claimed he forgot about you but his feet always drag him to the remnants of you every year, without fail. He convinced himself it was just a mere coincidence that he walked to the same park where he first hugged you, how you fit right into his arms like you were made exactly for him. He finds himself dining in the restaurant you love so much, and he wonders if you still go there to order your favorite food.

He didn’t want to lay on his bed because he would think about how you used to run your hands through his hair when he’s upset or stressed. He would think about the warmth and comfort radiating out of you when he pulls you closer to him.

He told himself he had forgotten about you when he still hadn't thrown away the polaroid of the two of you, smiling softly as you kissed his cheeks. It was still in his wallet and he never bothered to change the photo. He remembers the way you clung to his arm, excitedly pointing out the changing leaves as autumn envelops the weather. He called you an idiot but you scrunch your nose at him and pulled him to a kiss. He remembers you dragging him into a movie theater to watch a cheesy romantic comedy. He got bored midway but he stayed anyway because he didn’t like seeing the pout on your face.

And he couldn’t rid what you had left him despite not taking any of your belongings when he left. He finds you in his morning coffee, how he drinks it with creamer and sugar because you told him it tasted better. He still gets your favorite laundry detergent every time he shops and he still folds his shirts the way you taught him to.

He thinks of you every sunrise, you once told him it’s a privilege to see the sun come alive right before your eyes and he stays up until morning just so he could pretend he’s seeing it with you.

Why is he mourning over a person who is very much alive?

He lets himself wonder if you think about him too, if you’ve forgiven him. His hands itch to call you to apologize or to ask to see you. He stops himself every time.

In the first year of your break up, he scrolled through your social media accounts to catch a glimpse of your life. You blocked him on everything the following year.

He drowned himself in his vices once more to numb that void you left. And once the party’s over, he would return to his empty mansion, clutching the only relic he has of you— the sweater you left at his place. It didn’t have any traces of your favorite perfume anymore yet he still hung on to it. In those moments, he allowed himself to regret his decision.

What would his life turn out if he told you what was on his mind?

It finally dawned on him when he saw you that day. You were still as radiant and you were smiling just as bright. You still looked like the same woman he walked away from years ago. The same woman he still loves. Only, you looked happier, your joy evident in every step you took. Sukuna watched you emerge from your favorite cafe, holding your coffee in one hand, a ring on your finger. The sight sent a shiver down his spine.

In your arms, cradled tenderly, was a child. Sukuna knew without a doubt that he was yours, the same eyes that had once held his heart were now reflected in your son’s eyes. White strands adorned your son’s hair, and Sukuna suddenly felt like he couldn’t breathe.

He had never entertained the thought that he would ever see you with someone who wasn’t him. But now, as he stood there, he couldn’t deny the fact that he had no place in your life anymore.

You had settled down and gotten married to none other than Gojo Satoru.

He watched as your husband approached you, whispering something in your ear that made you giggle and smile harder. He watched as Gojo brushes your hair out of your face, taking your son from your arms so he could hold your hand.

Sukuna watched as Gojo Satoru gave you everything he couldn’t.

It felt like the gods were mocking him. And oh how Sukuna knew he messed up when he saw how you looked at Gojo the way you used to look at him.

It was supposed to be him.

He turned and walked away again before you could see him, paying his last respect to your own peace and happiness. Every step he took felt like daggers into his heart.

It’s pathetic, isn’t it?

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[lovelyinconsistentices]

°˖➴ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙵𝙾𝚁𝚃 𝙲𝚁𝙾𝚆𝙳 ⋆· ༘ *

‧₊˚ ꩜彡┆𝚂𝚄𝙼𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚈 .ᐟ

Todd shows up at readers house in the middle of the night, still grieving over the situation with Wallace and needing comfort.

✎ᝰ.┆𝙶𝙴𝙽𝚁𝙴 .ᐟ

Oneshot and Third-Person, hurt comfort. Fluff and Mild Angst.

‧₊˚ ꩜彡┆𝙿𝙰𝙸𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶 .ᐟ

Todd Ingram X Gender-neutral Reader

✎ᝰ.┆𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙶 𝙸𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾 .ᐟ

Comfort Crowd by Conan Gray.

‧₊˚ ꩜彡┆𝚁𝙴𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚃 .ᐟ

Requested by anon, thank you for the request! <3

The first thing that was least expected when they opened the door to see who was knocking at the middle of night was Todd, he was a disheveled mess when their gaze had settled on him. His eyes brimming with tears, a bag of chips in hand as he stressed eat. They had heard a lot about what happened on set, with Wallace leading him on. It was expected when they learned him and the male were "running lines" in his trailer, as if Wallace would waste his time on something like that. They absolutely doubted it, he had a repetition as well for sleeping around.

The amount of times they've heard Stacy complain about how Wallace stole her boyfriend again as they waited for their drink was ironic at this point, Scott's roommate was bad news. They truly felt bad for Todd, the only reason they hadn't said anything was because they didn't want to hurt the male's feelings but he ended up getting hurt anyway. In the they expected the male to get over it quite quick, I mean he still had Envy after all. Which they had listened to her complain for hours once she had learned about it, seems she tried fighting Wallace as well. Amusing really, but it seems they were wrong about the male getting over Wallace fast.

Todd was a wreck as he blabbered about something that was incoherent to their ears, they let out a soft sigh as their eyes softened. Immediately parting their lips in response as they stood there, "Shh, slow down and breath. Come in, you know you're always welcome Todd." They stated as they moved to allow the man to walk in. Which he nodded in return, relieved that they weren't upset with him possibly waking them up so late at night. Making his way into the house slowly, immediately being greeted by the warmth of their home.

Now they were both on the couch together as Todd had his face buried into the crook of their neck, sure the male was known for being quite touchy but they weren't that familiar with this as they ran their fingers through his hair. They truly wondered what Wallace did to make him like this and where was Envy, after all they least expected him to come to them instead of his own girlfriend or well ex. He didn't even know if they were still together, though it seemed like she was more mad at Wallace than Todd. Thinking those thoughts over in their head truly did hurt more than they expected, after all they did have one-sided feelings for the male.

They were just glad to have him as a friend even if meant their feelings would never be returned, they'd just have to push them too the side for now or at least until they moved on. A heavy breath left their lips as they sat there, their arm still around the male as his cry's slowed down. His breathing still unstable but it seemed like he was starting to calm down, they truly didn't mind the silence. Deciding to not say anything as they didn't want to cause him to cry again, avoiding the topic of Wallace and him for now would be best.

"Feeling better now? If so we can talk about something to distract you or if you want I have some movies you can pick from to watch, you can stay the night or as how long as you need. I'll be right here if you need me, speaking of that I'm sure you're hungry. Junk food isn't fulfilling, you'll need a real meal. How about pasta?" They asked as they pondered on what to make, perhaps pasta salad and bread. Todd just nodded in response, perhaps not being able to manage words as he was tired or too embarrassed to say anything. He just stayed there, leaning his head against their shoulder before muttering a simple thank you that was soft and low.

It warmed their heart that they were able to help the male in the end, though they knew it was going to take a while before they got over their feelings for him. Continuing to run their fingers through his hair as they were lost in thought, it wasn't like it was anything new and at least Todd knew they were here if he needed them. His arms still wrapped around their waist as he let out slow exhales, soon the night would be shared with the two spending their time together in peace.

Todd picking out some old Disney movie from their stack as they made dinner, his mood slowly lightening up as he and them made small talk. The night ending with the two cuddled up on the couch as they watched the movie he picked out together, they were glad that Todd was feeling better now as they were able to finally go back to sleep in peace and this time they'd have the male by their side making it all even better.

#Spotify #scott pilgrim vs the world #scott pilgram takes off #todd ingram x reader #todd ingram #lovelyinconsistenticesrequests!

[tomkaulitzssgirl]

I have a request :) tom kaulitz x female reader where she had a really bad day and he comes home from the studio and finds her crying, so they have really sweet comfort sex. Thank you<3

make you forget | tom kaulitz

warnings: degrading thoughts, panic attack

you sat down on your bed, lazily taking off your work clothes and putting on your pyjamas, a pair of shorts and a top. usually, this was your favourite part of the day after work.

coming home, taking a shower and changing before waiting for your boyfriend to come home. but today was different, you just wanted to go to sleep.

work had been terrible, your boss had been so hard on you and nothing you did seemed to get him satisfied. he praised your colleague and degraded you infront of her, embarrassing you even more.

you kept thinking about it as you did everything you liked, during the shower, the skincare, while you were making you and tom some food, that you ended up not even eating.

were you wasting your time doing this job? you loved it but it seemed like you weren’t appreciated enough and instead of making you feel good it made you suffer.

a loud sigh escaped from your lips as you brushed your hair infront of the mirror and before you knew, you had enough. you began to cry, placing one hand against your mouth to contain your sobs.

it was a cry of relief but also desperation, for every negative thoughts you had. you thought that you weren’t enough, that everything you did wasn’t worthy, that tom deserved better, someone just as famous as him maybe and not a simple girl who couldn’t get anything right.

your trembling body sat down on the bed, and you tried to calm yourself down but to no avail.

all of a sudden the door opened and a worried tom came in, “baby you’re here, i called you but you didn’t - hey, what’s wrong?”

he became even more worried at the sight of you having a literal panic attack. you were hyperventilating, looking at a point straight head, looking like you were about to faint.

“hey, hey y/n, don’t fucking play with me.” his voice was filled with fear as he rushed to the bed and took you in his arms, looking down at you with eyebrows furrowed.

your crying started again when your head touched his chest and he breathed out heavily, frustration taking over him. he didn’t want to see you sad, ever.

“shh, it’s okay, it’s okay…” he said with a soft tone, stroking your back gently, but you shook your head.

“no it’s not! it’s not okay, i-i am nothing but a failure! i don’t even know why you love me at this point because i’m worth nothing.” you started rambling never making eye contact with him but he cut you off before you could continue, taking your face in his hands.

“what the fuck are you talking about? stop saying these things and just talk to me. what happened?” he wanted to know why you were so upset and talking down on yourself when usually you were always a positive person.

“m-my boss hates me. he told me how i can’t do anything he asks me for and how simply i should just quit. i’m just wasting my time, i’m doing nothing good with my life.” tears kept streaming down your face and your head started to hurt from the crying.

you went back to hide against his chest, almost ashamed of what you had said. he hugged you tighter, kissing the top of your head.

“baby, you know that’s not true. your boss is a fucking asshole who thinks he’s better than everyone and you really should quit but not because you’re not capable, but because you deserve better. you don’t need all this stress in your life, you’re amazing, smart, creative, you could have anything you want, don’t fucking say that shit again, okay? i don’t wanna heart it.” you let him comfort you, his words meaning the most to you. tom was literally the rock in your life, your home, your safe place.

“t-tom?” you called him after some minutes of silence.

“mh?” he hummed as he kept cuddling you, inhaling your sweet vanilla scent.

“can we…” you didn’t know how to ask. it felt wrong in that moment, after all that sad stuff you said, but you just needed to feel him and comfort you in the way you guys loved the most. tom seemed to catch on what you wanted to say immediately.

“are you sure?” he was ready to give you what you wanted.

you nodded, “please…” your pleading was enough to turn him on, “but be gentle…”

you made him understand that you didn’t want that rough sex you guys always had, you needed just a sweet moment, to feel loved.

tom nodded and carefully placed you on the bed, getting on top of you. he began kissing every inch of your body, from your neck to your thighs.

“you’re perfect.” he would whisper a compliment every time his lips met your skin. he quickly removed everything you were wearing, doing that also with his clothes. only the clothing of your underwear were separating your bodies.

he quickly turned you on your side, placing himself behind you.

you didn’t know what he was doing but let him be, not wanting to think about anything, just enjoying his touch.

you felt him remove his member out of his boxers, before he moved your panties aside. he proceeded to insert himself inside you, wrapping his arms protectively around you.

you struggled to breathe at the feeling, closing your eyes with a low moan. tom started thrusting in you slowly but passionately, kissing your neck and shoulder.

“i love you.” he whispered, his hand going down between your thighs so he could play with your clit and give you even more pleasure.

he wanted to make you forget everything that happened that day, even if that meant fucking you all night. not that he would complain.

“i-i love you too.” you mumbled rolling your eyes back with a much louder moan when his fingers added to the mix of pleasure. he knew your body, he knew where to go and touch to make you go crazy.

“touch yourself.” he ordered with a shaky breath as your walls wrapped around him so well.

you bit down your lip, kinda unsure of doing that infront of him, but he grabbed your hand and took it down to your core. he held that still there as you started moving your fingers, his gaze burning on you.

“so fucking hot.” tom let out a rough grunt, he never saw you doing that and in that moment he decided that he should make you do that more.

the hand that was touching you before moved to your breast, squeezing it as he breathe down your neck heavily. his hips were pressed against your back, making you feel every inch of him.

suddenly you felt him twice inside you and that took you to clench around him, a desperate, filthy noise seemingly to a cry escaping your parted lips.

tears began to stream down your face, the release you much needed almost arriving, not only physical but emotional.

“it’s okay baby, i know.” tom whispered when he heard you, kissing the side of your forehead, “come with me., sweet girl.”

your arched your back as you came with a choked up whine, feeling him release inside you with a low growl, his liquid coming down your thighs.

you both were panting, just laying there as tom kept on spooning you. your eyes were closed, salty tears on your face. he wiped them away before kissing your cheek.

you smiled softly taking his hand in yours, wanting to be as close to him as you could.

“are you okay?” he asked, still inside you. he kinda didn’t want to pull out.

“yes, thank you tom, i love you.” you let him know how greatful you were, even just for his presence.

“i love you too baby, you don’t need to thank me. and don’t worry, i’ll deal with your boss personally tomorrow.” he stroked your thigh, before covering both of your bodies with the bedsheet. you didn’t say anything, too tired to even realize what he said.

you noticed how he was still inside you and pressed your lips together. “uhm, t-tom…”

he knew what were you about to say. “i wanna sleep like this.”

you blushed letting out a squeal when he brought you closer to his chest, making him chuckle.

“it’s gonna be a looong night.” he sang out, before sighing and closing his eyes, both of you falling asleep peacefully.

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[wyattjohnston]

playing house - jack hughes

series: we don't have no time to waste

summary: luke is staying with jack and daisy. daisy is equal parts excited and worried.

word count: 1,426

Daisy was bouncing on her toes at the front door.

There was an assignment waiting to be finished, due in less than twelve hours but she’d had trouble focussing since UMich lost their game—since Luke called Jack, half downtrodden and half ecstatic, to tell him that he was going to meet him in Boston.

It had long been decided that he would be in Jersey when his season ended and Daisy thought she was prepared for the day it finally came. But she’d yelled at both of them on the phone when it was clear Luke wasn’t coming straight to their place in Hoboken.

So, Daisy was waiting at the front door, barely keeping herself from opening it and staring out it, for Jack to arrive with Luke in tow.

The doorknob turned, Jack’s voice coming through with a “Honey, we’re—” before Daisy pulled it open the rest of the way, throwing Jack of balance, and then throwing herself at Luke and sending him off balance.

She grabbed onto Luke’s arms, spinning him around in circles as she shouted deliriously and nonsensically.

“Is Luke your favourite? I thought Quinn was your favourite,” Jack deadpanned.

Daisy stopped their spinning, took in Luke’s bewildered expression, before she shrugged and told Jack, very seriously, that she didn’t have favourites and that she loved the three of them equally.

“I already regret being here,” Luke chimed in, still stuck in place.

“You love It and you love me and you will love it here. If you don’t I will be very upset because I put a lot of effort into fixing up Ty’s old room and making sure you could make it your own and—”

“Breathe, Daisy,” Jack said behind a smile. “Let us inside.”

With one last squeal, Daisy gave Luke a proper hug before letting the boys lug Luke’s cases into the house.

Daisy appreciated that Jack kept his mouth shut as they walked further into the house—the level of effort she’d put into cleaning, and baking cookies, and clearly having down a full grocery shop, was something she only ever did for Ellen and Jim’s visits. It had been important to her that Luke walked in and felt welcome. It was also maybe a little important that he couldn’t report back about the heaping pile of clean laundry that substituted as their wardrobes, or the fact that at any given time there was mostly just enough food for Daisy to snack on and some assorted cereals.

“Rule number one is that you can’t complain about any noises you hear coming from our room,” Jack said while they were dropping things in Luke’s new room. “This is the furthest you can get from our room and Ty never said anything.”

“Ty was too nice.”

“Rule number two is no bringing random girls into the house.”

Luke scoffed, throwing his backpack heavily onto the bed as he said, “You’re such a dickhead.”

“You can bring home whoever you want,” Daisy said, elbowing her way past Jack into the room. “But no knocking anybody up—if you need condoms or lube or anything—”

“Jesus Christ, it’s like I moved back home.” He paused, thinking. “Mom and Dad might actually be less annoying.”

Daisy let out a muted, oh, and took a step back so that she was hiding more behind Jack. She felt her face fall and didn’t particularly want Luke to see. Jack knew it, though, looking over his shoulder as Daisy walked back.

Pointedly Jack said to Luke, “Rule number three is no upsetting Daisy.”

“Sorry, Daze, long weekend,” Luke apologised sheepishly.

“I can tone it down a notch. I just—I don’t know,” she shrugged instead of finishing her sentence because she was entirely uncertain of where it was going, anyway.

“Daisy wants you to feel welcome and like this is your home, too.”

“It is your home,” Daisy stressed.

“She’s just gonna be a lot nicer about it than I am. Which leads me to rule four—did I tell you you can’t bring girls home?”

“Fuck you,” Luke said, rather loudly as he started pointing his finger between them. “My first rule is that you guys keep your sex life to your bedroom.”

“One day,” Jack said sagely, despite the handful of Daisy’s ass he was grabbing, “you will understand what it’s like to have a smoking hot woman want to spend the rest of her life with you. She’ll never be the hottest woman in the room when Daze is around but she’ll be too good for you anyway so I suppose that doesn’t matter.”

Daisy rolled her eyes, chided Jack for comparing women even if the primary purpose was to poke fun at Luke and the second woman was hypothetical, and then pushed Jack out of Luke’s room so he could get settled.

When they walked past the kitchen, Jack backed Daisy up slowly into the counter, both to greet her properly and also, Daisy knew, to shove proposed Luke’s rule in his face if he wandered out of his room.

Any other day, Daisy would have kissed him back, would have let his hand wander up her shirt, would have happily been on the receiving and/or giving end of an orgasm or two but it was different with Luke in the house—it was different when she couldn’t wrap her head around all the effort she’d put in just for his arrival.

“I don’t really know why I tried so hard,” she said, mumbled against Jack’s neck as she buried her face. It was with total uncertainty that she said, “It might be about not wanting to disappoint your parents?”

Jack held her closer, his fingers only barely brushing the skin under her top. The undercurrent of laughter in his voice wasn’t directed at her when he said, “We’ve been living together for nearly three years now; been together for so long that I think that ship has probably sailed.”

“You’re so in love with me I could set this place on fire and you wouldn’t tell them,” Daisy said turning her face but still hiding in Jack’s chest. Jack hummed in agreement. “Luke, though… He doesn’t have anything to lose if he tells them that we had milk in the fridge that expired a month ago and neither of us noticed. I go to an Ivy League school, dude—I’m supposed to be smarter than that.”

“Babe,” Jack said, now laughing at her, even if it was light-hearted, “They weren’t even disappointed when I told them about the pregnancy thing. You couldn’t disappoint them if you tried. And, Luke will end up on the street if he tries. I’ve seen photos of his dorm and I will send them to Mom if I have to.”

Daisy had seen those photos, too, and the photos of the houses some of the other players on the team lived in—both Luke’s teammates and Quinn’s—and knew that Ellen and Jim were under no illusions about what went on in college. It was satisfying, at least, to know that Jack was willing to blackmail his own brother for her.

For something so minor, she also knew that he would have done it for fun, though.

“I just want him to be happy here,” she said, finally pulling her head away from his chest. “This whole thing is such a big deal for him and I don’t want to make it any harder.”

“He wouldn’t shut up the entire flight about living here. He’s fucking ecstatic.” After a brief pause, his face screwed up. “You don’t even drink milk. That one’s on me.”

She groaned, the memory filling her brain. “It was the grossest thing I’ve ever smelled in my life.”

“You smelled it? Daisy, babe, I think that’s enough to get you kicked out of Columbia. Even I know you don’t smell the expired milk.”

Daisy shoved Jack away, making various attempts to get him to stop talking—from telling him to shut up, to trying to get her hand over his mouth, to making loud noises to drown at the ensuing taunting.

She was making a break for it when Jack’s arms wrapped around her waist, her feet coming off the ground just enough that she lost all traction and hope of escaping. She shrieked—half laugh, half surprise—when she was caught.

Luke emerged from his room, didn’t even blink at what he was seeing, and bypassed them to get water from the filter in the fridge.

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[jacobfryes-hoe]

If they are still open requests, how would the four lords with a Mexican s/o regarding cultural exchange?

No problem!! also so sorry I've left this for so long, I've no good excuse I was just being lazy.

disclaimer: gifs are not mine!! I don't know much about Mexican culture and couldn't find much info and have gone based of what I could find so i hope this is fine :)

Alcina Dimitrescu

Alcina would be more than happy to discuss your culture, she is intrigued by it and would love to partake in your traditions.

would have her maids make your favourite foods from your childhood, and would wine and dine with you - happily eating your Mexican food and spice wise she can handle it quite well. (the girls can't though)

finds Mexican fashion to be quite beautiful and elegant and honestly finds it so attractive.

definitely listens to romantic Spanish music at the end of a stressful day.

Donna Beneviento

Donna is mostly intrigued when you show her Mexican fashion and loves to make little clothes inspired by Mexican fashion because she finds it amazingly beautiful.

loves classical Spanish music when she's doing her doll-making.

she loves cooking your childhood recipes with you, but she can only handle so much spice when it comes to eating it.

like Alcina would love to partake in your traditions with you.

Karl Heisenberg

straight away he's insisting her can handle the spice and insists you cook him the spiciest recipe you know, but to do so would be a waste because he can't handle it and you'd end up having to put milk in it for him - but it is fun to watch him try and act like the spice isn't getting to him even though his face is bright red and his eyes are watering.

this dirty boy would suggest you dirty talk to him in Spanish because it's in his words "spicy" but you can just remind him how he can't handle spicy.

Honestly, he doesn't too much care for traditions but would do it for you if that's what you want.

doesn't care for the music, and doesn't like it because he can't understand it.

Moreau Salvatore

Moreau can't handle spicy food, it upsets his sensitive stomach a lot to the point it hurts, but this little sweetheart would still try your food to avoid hurting your feelings by turning it down.

loves listening to you talk about anything and loves even more so listening to you talk about something you hold dear to you and also getting to know you.

loves how colourful Mexican style can be, Moreau just loves bright colours, something about them just makes him happy.

would go out of his way to learn about your culture because he cares for you so much and wants to show you that, also would gladly participate like Alcina and Donna with your traditions because they are important to you.

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[twisted-lover-boys]

can i request the dorm leaders finding out that a male member of they dorm is a teen dad and is having a hard time assimilating parenting and school life.

Dorm Leaders With A Teen Dad Dorm Mate

I feel like I have to say this but please be careful of any and all decisions you make especially when deciding to have a kid. I know people in my own family who have had kids too young so please be careful out there

Now that that’s out the way, I made this platonic with hints of a crush because that’s the vibe I’m getting from this. Hope you don’t mind!

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Riddle is very attentive to his dorm members and their grades, including his friends so when he noticed yours dropped, he was ready to take your head until he saw how tired and stressed out you seemed to be

Instead, he decided to ask what was wrong. You were his friend after all and he wanted to make sure that everything was going alright

When you told him you were struggling to be a single dad, he was admittedly confused. He didn’t notice you bring a child in here until you showed him to your room to see a child that looked just like you

Riddle wasted no time in offering his hand to you. He promised you would not have to suffer alone anymore

Whenever you were off doing school work, Riddle would take time out if his day to play with the child. Showing him croquet or chess were just a few of the games played

Whenever your child was hungry, he would always make exceptions to what they wanted, even if it broke a few rules. Even at unbirthday parties he would allow your kid to eat whatever they wanted

Sometimes, when you all ended up together, he would let his mind wander to what having a family with you would be like, but he never lets himself dive too far…

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Leona isn’t observant at all over how his dorm mates perform in class but he is observant over his friend who seemed more stressed than usual

He demanded to know what upset you and was ready to defend you if anyone said anything stupid to you

What he didn’t expect was for you to say that you were a single dad trying to take care of your kid. He was confused at first until he saw Ruggie walking in with a child that looked just like you

Leona does not kids so he was reluctant to help at first, but something in the back of his mind made him cave in

He doesn’t usually play games with the kid but allows them to mess around with his tail or clothes when you’re busy

When the kid’s hungry, he’s hungry and he’s ready to feed this kid so much meat until you scold him for feeding him too much meat

He feels somewhat blissful when you’re all together. It feels like you’re all a family but he’d never dare to entertain the thought of having one with you…

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Azul is very attentive to you along with the tweels. You’re his friend after all and he’d be devastated if you ever felt anything less than “okay”

Which led to him worrying over your overall failing grades and lack of rest and asking if there was anything going on that he should know about

When you said that you were a single dad trying to take care of a child, he was baffled. How did he not know about this?! You told him you didn’t want to worry him and, at that same time, Floyd came walking in with a child looking almost exactly like you

Even though he isn’t the greatest with kids, Azul wasted no time in offering his help. You’re his friend and he’d be damned if he let you suffer alone

He usually doesn’t have time to play with your child and leaves him in the care of either Floyd or Jade but sometimes he lets them follow him around the lounge while he works

Any time the child is hungry, he is more than prepared to feed them food that is safe and healthy for them and he won’t even charge you!

Sometimes, when you’re all just chilling together either in the office or the lounge after hours, he lets himself wonder what having a family with you would entail but he can’t think about that right now. You’re only friends right now…

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Kalim isn’t super in tune with others emotions but he’s able to tell when others are feeling down, much like how you were feeling

You were one of Kalim’s closest friends other than Jamil don’t tell Jamil I said that so he was worried and ready to help however he could, but he had to ask first

When you said that you were struggling with being a dad he was initially confused. You had a kid? Where? That was when you led him to your room where he saw a kid that looked like you jumping on your bed

Kalim knows what it’s like to take care of such a small life considering the sheer amount of young siblings he has back at home and he was ready to help however he could

Kalim loves kids and he loves playing with them. He will actively put down his own school work just to play with them if only for you to get a few moments of rest

Whenever your kid gets hungry, he asks Jamil to make the both of them snacks to the point Jamil has them on hand mostly because he can relate and feels for you

Kalim relishes in the time you all spend together. It reminds him of his own family to the point where he starts yearning for one of his own. One with you…but maybe one day…

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Vil expects nothing less than the absolute beautiful best from his dorm mates and there are no exceptions for his friends, let alone you

He started to notice you lagging behind after you started loosing sleep, letting your grades slip, and you stopped doing your skincare routine he made for you! He had no choice but to confront you and ask

When you said that you were a single dad caring for a kid, he initially didn’t believe you until Rook came walking in with a child that looked very similar to you. When asked why you never told him, you said you didn’t bother him which kind of offended him since he would’ve helped regardless

Vil wasted no time in offering his help, even if he disliked kids. You’re his friend after all

Vil isn’t super into playing with your child but he’s willing to play dress up if only to teach them proper fashion and makeup techniques

If your kid is hungry, he’s getting them something low in calories and high in protein. It’s not only healthy but will help them grow

Vil’s never been one to imagine having a family but when he’s with you and your child, he can’t help but desire one with you. Maybe when you’re both older he can allow himself such a fantasy…

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Idia never pays anyone much attention since he’s holed up in his room and more worried on what other think about him but you’re his only friend! So when he noticed you started holing up in your room, he got worried

After a lot of prep talking and reminding himself that you were his friend he went up and knocked on your door but you only wanted to talk through the door at the moment

As you spoke through the door, you told him that you had been feeling stressed trying to take care of your kid and doing your school work. So when he got permission to enter he saw you holding a kid that was a splitting image of you

Idia knows the struggle of caring for a younger family member so even if he thinks he won’t be much help, he offers to lend a hand whenever he can

He introduces your kid to games and anime that are safe for their young mind and easy to play

He doesn’t trust himself or feed them good stuff so he’ll give them snacks while Ortho or you make some healthy food for them

Idia never entertained the thought of finding love or having a family of his own but yet, he can’t help but wonder what having one with you would be like, but that would never happen to him

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Although it may not seem like it, Malleus is very attentive to his dorm mates mental health so when he saw you, a close friend of his, in distress he knew he had to do something

When he finally managed to meet you privately, he asked you what was bothering you these past few days

When you said that you were a single dad caring for a child of your own, he was confused initially. That was until Lilia walked in carrying a child that looked just like you

Malleus, while he thinks he doesn’t have that much experience with a child, is fully ready to help you carry this problem as he would hate to see you suffer

How he plays with your child can vary a lot. He may pull out his tail for them to mess with or even fly around with them. You just have to remind him to be safe with your child

When they’re hungry Lilia is no way allowed to be around them or offer them food. He can do it himself…maybe…it’s probably best to ask Sebek or Silver…

Malleus loves the moments you all spend together in peace. It makes him think that he could have this life with you, but he always remembers that it can’t happen. Not now at least…

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#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland x male reader #twst #twst x male reader #heartslabyul #savanaclaw #octavinelle #scarabia #pomefiore #ignihyde #diasomnia #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x male reader #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar x male reader #azul ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto x male reader #kalim al asim #kalim al asim x male reader #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x male reader #idia shroud #idia shroud x male reader #malleus draconia #malleus draconia x male reader

[yourdeepestfathoms]

So I have this concept, but it has to do with eating that may be seen as unhealthy. Not disordered eating or anything, it doesn’t involve topics like purging, but just bad eating practices, specifically ones enforced by parents. So if you have an issue with that, skip this post!

Ocean’s parents are big on no waste, and that rule is especially prevalent in food. When they make a meal, they except everything to be eaten.

This rule has sort of screwed Ocean over at times.

She’s had to spend hours at the dinner table before, not allowed to leave because she didn’t finish her supper. It’s so emotionally stressful in the worst way because she could be doing so many other things, but she CAN’T because she’s essentially trapped at this goddamn table until she can finish eating. So she starts to worry that she’ll fall behind on work, which upsets her even more.

And then the ADHD, which we all know she has, it’s SO OBVIOUS. She has no stimulation at this table, there’s literally nothing to do except glare at her plate, so she starts to get understimulated. Understimulation begins to overwhelm her further. She tries to entertain herself by messing with her dinner, but that just gets her snapped at by her parents for “playing with her food.”

She basically has two choices: wait it out and hope that her parents finally just give in or force herself to eat so she can get away from this horrible situation. She ends up choosing the latter almost every time this happens because she can’t bear the thought of being at this table all night long. So, she gets herself to eat and deals with the consequences later because at least now she can go do whatever she wants.

That being said, as Ocean has gotten older, she has made sure to NEVER bite off more than she can chew (pun intended). She is CHECKING the portion size of any and EVERY meal she gets to make sure she can eat it all, and if she can’t, then she’s eating it anyway because her parents rule of “no wasting” has been permanently ingrained in her head. She doesn’t purge it afterwards or anything like that, she just deals with a stomachache if she happens to get one.

Quite often, though, she ends up getting too little to eat and is still hungry afterwards, but she’s afraid that if she gets anything else, she won’t be able to finish it all.

As a result, she tends to share her food whenever she can. Because if she gives her food to someone else when she knows she can’t finish it on her own, it’s technically not a waste! It’s still being eaten! Also she’ll steal food from her friends’ plates if she’s still hungry after eating.

#my deep south grandparents used to be like and lemme tell y’all #there’s nothing more emotionally draining than being stuck in a fuckin dinner chair #staring blankly at your plate full of food #when you desperately want to do something else #this is why i didn’t want to ever go to your house nana #that and it smelled like cigarette smoke all the time and made my eyes burn #ride the cyclone headcanons #rtc headcanons #ride the cyclone #rtc #ocean o'connell rosenberg #tw: eating problems #?

[pbandjesse]

I had a really nice day. It was beautiful out and I felt happy. I also was productive and had a date with James and that was really nice. I feel good.

I slept alright last night. Waking up sucked. I felt super dehydrated and very Shakey. It was not ideal. I tried my best to shake it off. I laid there for a while but I knew I had to get up to feel better.

So I did that. It helped to drink some water. I got dressed and felt alright. I had a breakfast of cake. And I just had a nice little my morning. Just chilled on the couch.

I decided I would go to burger king and get a milkshake and fries because it was hot out and I deserved it. The girl at the window was really sweet. And I was happy to have my snack.

I went to art with a heart next. And sat in the parking lot with the windows open. It was really really beautiful out.

Eventually I went inside. I brought in my bags from Wednesday's class. And picked up the fabric Julie left for me. The building was super warm. So I went to figure out how to turn on the AC and found it was 78 degrees in there. Thankfully it would cool off pretty quick.

Paris came soon and she helped me find the art from our last class. I was sure they were gone because I couldn't find them anywhere but Paris did and it helped a lot of my stress. I was already slightly stressed because the tables were set up differently and I didn't want anyone to get upset because the space was different. Thankfully no one cared, so it was just me. And hoenslty the new table set up worked better for this project so it was good.

And it was a really good class. The teens were great. Some came early and I just got them started and so we have a really good rolling class with people starting as they came in and it worked really well. Two teen sisters who didn't seem to like the project much last time, seemed much happier with the project this time. Just a brighter look in their eyes. And they did so good.

The artist we were basing the work on, Frank Smith, was inspired by jazz so I put on a John Coltrane radio station and we had just some lovely background music throughout.and they really all seemed to love this project. I had a great time bouncing around and chatting with them. It was fun.

Towards the end of the first hour just one girl was left with her mom. And we had a big long conversation about becoming a vegetarian and travel and foods we like and don't like. I really am glad I took on this class. It is a little hard to think about giving up my Sundays but like. It brings me so much joy every time.

The adult half of the class also went great. In some ways even better. They really responded to the art. One of them even gave me a piece of origami they made. Which made me feel really special!

And I really tried to encourage everyone but I am also trying to move away from blanket language like "I like that!" Or "that's so nice!" And giving like legit feedback about color, texture, and composition. I still say the other stuff but I'm trying to add more.

Naomi and Paris both made me feel very smart for getting us two pitchers. One for clean water to pour into cups and one for waste water that has paint in it. So we don't have to keep walking to the other side of the building to dump things. The only problem was when I found one of the pitchers it had what I thought was old paint water in it. I went to sniff it on case it was musty but no. It was not paint water. It was acetone?? Burn the inside of my nose and was very shocking! I rinsed it really good and washed out the pitcher before we used it but man it was surprising.

We finished up the day and collected all the art. Paris went and put it away and I finished packing up the tables with Naomi cleaned the brushes and cups. We are a good team.

I locked the building and they helped bring out Mary Ellen's (our contact with BAS) things. And then it was time to go.

It was so beautiful out. So once I got home I just stayed out on the stoop to wait for Callie to get there. And she wasnt far. It was so nice to see her. And I walked her through getting in our apartment and all of our keys and where we keep all the pet foods and who gets what and when.

I showed her the plants and the tanks and we went through anything that could go wrong. I really appreciate her so much for doing this. And!! I was super excited that the tevas I got fit her!! So I gave those to her. And we talked about camp and soon James was home.

James said they needed a new phone holder for their bike. And so I said we would go to target and find one and then get dinner. We chilled with Callie for a bit longer. Just talking. And then she headed out. And we did too.

It was really nice to just be with James. We drovr through the city and went to target. Where it was very very busy?? Very long lines. We found the bike phone holder. And James also got socks and bought me a new pair of hoop earrings. And then James went and waited in the very long line while I looked around a little more before joining them.

We checked out and headed to Mathews, a pizza palace James really lies, for dinner.

And they were also busy but mostly because the phone kept ringing for pick up orders. We ate in and the pizza we got was excellent. It had Thai hot sauce and red onions on it. I am hoping that they don't upset my stomach because that's usually just white onions I can't get without feeling sick. And this tasted super good. Though I did get a little frustrated when I ran out of soda and my mouth was on fire. But James would go and ask for a refill for me and I love them for that because I know they were uncomfortable doing it.

After our dinner we came home and I was happy with the breeze and opened the backdoor. James did the laundry. I finished printing all of my Aesop's pieces. And then took a long bath.

After my bath James pulled a book off the shelf for me. And I read for a little. And then all of a sudden I heard crying and I look out the window and Sweetp was locked on the fire escape!! I felt so bad!!! I don't know how long he was out there but it was to long? He was just looking at me and I was like. No!!! Baby!! So James let him in and I apologized a whole bunch. My poor baby.

And now I have been slowly writing my post and watching videos and James has mostly fallen asleep. And I hope to sleep soon. Tomorrow I have a training at camp. And I hope it is fun. I hope you all have a good night. Sleep well and be safe!! Until next time!!

[selene-moonie]

Brunch - the mindset shift

We all love brunch. Or maybe that's just me with the bottomless mimosas and breakfast food. Point is, brunch is great, and when you go, the goal is to have a good time.

Now, once upon a December, ya girl was a people pleaser. Shit was hard for her because she kept trying to make everyone else happy, ignored her boundaries and didn’t take care of herself.

Obviously, that wasn’t the vibe. How am I supposed to be living my dream life if I’m a slave to everyone’s whims? I couldn't. I wasn't.

Anyway, I was scrolling through tiktok early 2022 when I found a girl talking about how being a bimbo allowed her to not stress as much, and being a brunch friend was cool.

I took that and expanded it a bit. How could I apply this kind of thinking to my whole life?

How would I respond if I were to look at every situation as a brunch situation?

Now, before we even get into that, we need to know what it really looks like.

What exactly is Brunch?

If we remember, when you go to brunch, all you're there for is a good time. If your friend wants to tell you about how her life is a mess, you listen, but you're mostly having fun. Let her vent out her frustrations, and then when brunch is over, you go home and she has to resolve her issues herself.

If we take that into other situations in our lives, it could look like you not allowing the fact that your romantic interest hasn't reached out to you as yet trigger you.

Or, instead of feeling upset that there's a crackhead on your side of the street, you cross the street and keep walking.

Brunching, at it's core is about choosing when to expend your energy on events and situations in your life. By knowing when to put on your helper hat, you reserve your energy and time for the things that are actually important to you.

Perks of brunching often:

You have more time for yourself You stop taking things personally

You can spot bs faster, which allows you to choose whether to engage much earlier

You feel empowered because your energy isn't being bled on useless shit

You allow others to rise to meet you

You start feeling more comfortable with yourself

And a whole lot more

My best friend used to live with his verbally abusive mom, and prior to brunching, he'd panic a lot about everything she'd tell him.

After practicing brunching for a while, he said, "Bestie, I'm not stressed out about her anymore, even though she's still doing the same shit."

So, how do you brunch?

First things first, if you end up in a situation where you don't know if brunch applies, here's what to do:

1. Assess the situation.

- Is this your responsibility, or your business? If yes, deal with it appropriately, if no, move onto the next step.

2. Determine whether reacting would really help you or slow you down.

- Do this even if it feels uncomfortable, especially if you're used to reacting all the time.

3. Look the other way and move on.

- Quite literally this emoji 👀, then you move along with whatever you need/want to be doing at that point in time.

Example time

1. You're online and someone tweets something highly controversial. Would it be helpful to you to engage or not? You decide not to, so you scroll past it and avoid wasting 20 minutes of your day, as well as not getting angry about things you disagree with over a stranger on the internet.

2. So your manifestation hasn't shown up yet. It's nearing the time that you need it. You could panic, or you could remind yourself that you're a powerful manifestor and focus on living your life in the 3d as best as you can. Even though you haven't seen your manifestation as yet, you aren't letting something that isn't your responsibility (figuring out the how) trigger you.

Side Effects

Some of these were listed in the perks section of this post, but here are some others.

It may be uncomfortable....

especially if you're accustomed to people pleasing, or everything triggers you. As you do it more often, you'll notice that you feel more empowered, which can be scary, because you'll start connecting to your natural self.

You may immediately feel better...

Because you chose yourself, that may have been just what you needed to stop feeling so emotionally exhausted.

You may lose close friends and family

and this could be because they enjoyed how available you had been before and then don't like the fact that you're not as free for them.

You may strengthen your relationships with close friends and family

people who value you will respect your boundaries.

Prior to brunching, I used to visit my friends all the time to hang out. When I told them I was tired of always being the one to visit them, and that I wanted them to come see me, two of them did, and two of them did not. Guess who I still talk to?

Some people rise, some people, don't but most importantly, you've chosen to keep yourself feeling comfortable instead of stressing about things you can't control.

Brunching is a romanticized way of taking better care of yourself. Have fun with it, or don't, just vibe because you deserve to have peace of mind.

xoxo

Your favourite daughter of the moon,

Selene 🌚

#law of assumption #manifestation #manifesting #mental health #neville goddard #brunch #specific person

[stiricidewrites]

All the Things We’ll Leave Behind: ch 28, pt 16

Previously

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It took four more trips for them to bring the last batches of rabbits to wwx’s house. jzxuan had wanted to forgo the last trip, insisting that they had only found a few on the third—even though it had been the longest, by far, what with lwj searching in every hiding spot he could find for any renegade rabbits—and any more trips would be wasted. In the end, lwj’s refusal to be stopped had meant jzxuan had been forced to follow his friend into the woods again—nearly pitch black and ominously silent by then—to make sure there were no stragglers. There had been a few, but whether due to his drunkenness or growing tiredness, lwj had made no comment on how jzxuan had effectively advocated for them to be abandoned there. Whoops, his bad.

The last bunnies had been fussier than the others, upset at having been pulled from their homes and sleep to be relocated—not to mention possibly stressed as their friends vanished throughout the evening—and repeatedly tried to jump out of jzxuan’s arms on the return walk. Annoyingly, lwj was apparently the world’s best bunny whisperer, and his own haul had almost immediately calmed once they were safely in his arms. Bastard.

Becca had stayed behind each time, digging through wwx’s house in search of boxes and blankets and anything else that could be useful for the rabbits overnight. jzxuan hoped she hadn’t ruined anything important in her search, but it would serve lwj right if she had. Not only was this entire thing his fault, but he’d practically ignored the teen the whole evening, save when he had given her the rabbits, food for the rabbits, and kicked her out upon their final return, although he also hadn’t stopped her from taking two of the rabbits with her.

“How are you going to get those home?” jzxuan asked as he followed her to the door, eyeing up the two bunnies who had taken a liking to her. He supposed her mother might not let her keep them—and he made sure she’d return them to him or lwj, rather than release them into the woods, if that happened—but getting them overseas? He wasn’t sure how that would work. He knew enough from overhearing his father’s business associates bitch about the difficulty of travelling with pets to know there were hoops to jump through that even the rich had a time navigating.

“Dunno,” she said, jamming her feet into her shoes—they really did seem on the verge of falling apart. “I’ll figure it out.” She barely glanced up at him as she turned to go, eyes glued to her screen, where a map labelled “How to Escape (Or Infiltrate) Lotus Pier” lay, sent to her from one of the twins, although the map itself seemed to have so much detail that someone who lived at Lotus Pier must have made it, and jzxuan’s mind once again slipped to jwy. He seriously couldn’t imagine the testy younger boy having been friendly enough with the locals to give them a guide on how to get in and out of his family’s home, but they had slipped into Lotus Pier thanks to that map, and Becca had waved off all concern he had for her own escape.

“I have been assured,” she said, throwing a smile over her shoulder, one of her new rabbits peeking through her hair and him, “that I will encounter no issues, thanks to this baby.”

#fanfic #mdzs fanfiction #wangxian #stiricidesbottomji #omegaverse

[rainbowuniversepageantsys]

Continued from last blog post....

Females go out and find other methods of getting pregnant without the male penetrating their vagina and releasing sperm and they also can be hunters too so if females can take on old school traditional roles and make things happen then males can take on old traditional roles and make themselves feel better without sex. Emotions are not things until we make them matter. So if you feel stressed out or angry or frustrated you don't even have to identify with that emotion until you give it wings. You can squash it and tell yourself you can handle whatever it is that is affecting your emotions and then you will be ok. But if you think sex or some type of sexual pleasure is the only way to deal with upsetting emotions (which you make upset depending on how you receive them) then you are sadly mistaken. If the female can do it so can you. Now I know the female body is pleasing to the male eye but the male body is also pleasing to the female eye and that does not mean you need to go touching and feeling right away to catch a feel from that body.

If you see a beautiful body on a female males and the first thought that arises in your mind is to touch it and use it to feel good about what you see then you are putting too much pressure on your own psyche and your own body. If you end up touching that body and it doesn't give you the pleasure you are seeking, and we know this happens sometimes, then you have wasted your time with your eyes associating pleasure with just a touch from a stranger that may disappoint you. That's mind control. If you see a beautiful body and you think you have to have sex with that person somehow someway to experience touching such beauty then you are being controlled by your emotions and by what you see which may not be pleasurable at all.

Sometimes males take the risk and decide to rape a pretty female because they just needed to know what it was like to be with her sexually but if you pay attention to the action after the thought you will realize you are not "being with that person" at all, you are violating their body and that takes a lot of extra energy and they don't get to participate and you got nothing out of that because rape doesn't say "I need to feel your skin and fondle you until you are crying out in ecstasy, you are so beautiful." Rape says "I'm angry, I'm frustrated, I need a release" and you harm a body without getting any true pleasure from harming that body. So the rape was for nothing because your eye saw something pretty and "you had to have it". You didn't "have" anything. You committed a criminal act and now you may get in trouble and end up locked up because of what your eyes perceived as something you needed to "have" or touch. You can do the same thing with exercise, food, drinks, movies, material items, expressing love with gifts or gentle consensual touch without sex, and other things. If your husband or wife comes home from s rough day at work and makes you laugh down so he can "feel better" or release some emotion then your spouse is using you and that's not what marriage is for. You are supposed to come together wanting to please the other and be pleased too with the intent to love and enjoy that person fully so you both have pleasure. I wouldn't want my husband looking at me as his emotional release station. I want him to see me and want me for love making as I want him. I bet a lot of marriages would have more enjoyable and meaningful sex if they saw each other naked in love instead of naked in lust and desperate to feel something and get off on that naked body because they are emotional. If you can think to make something better for yourself in terms of planning to buy a car, get a degree, find a good job, balance your bank account, pay your bills on time, plan vacations with family, shop for gifts, etc., then you can think to make something better for yourself without touching another body. Your emotions are there to process information from internal and external stimuli and that means you are responsible for those emotions and responsible for what you do when they arise. Make it your business to be responsible for what you feel and how you express it just like you make it your business to pay your cell phone bill (which no one ever wants disconnected). You as a person and your responses to stimuli are way more important than a cell phone bill.

See next post for more....

[pantherazuredevil]

Japan Trip 2023 - Day 1

My flight to Narita airport, Tokyo, Japan, was scheduled at 12:50 AM on Sunday the 16th, meaning I had to be there on the night of the 15th. That Saturday, I ate with relatives at the airport, and then later met up with 2 friends who've been to Japan regularly to get some final advice and some chats.

It was the first time I would be on a plane in 27 years, and my memories of flying through turbulence were not very encouraging. The wait was certainly tough, after my friends had gone home and I was inside the transit area. I found out at a late time that I was missing a SIM card opener for my phone, in order to use the SIM card I had bought for use in Japan. Luckily, I managed to get a paper clip for free at some bank branch inside the transit area. That did the trick.

The plane I boarded had one too many kids, honestly. In the waiting area it seemed as though I might be bombarded within the plane with crying kids, a prospect that is always upsetting. Thankfully, that didn't happen, probably because it was so late at night.

We boarded the flight almost on time, and for the first time in 27 years I once again felt the rush of takeoff and an ascent through vertical space. Needless to say, I don't really like the feeling, but it was perhaps nice to finally experience it again after so long despite the unease that I was practically putting my lives in the hands of the pilot moving this thing.

Unfortunately for me, there was coughing throughout the entire flight nearby. Some guy must have had some illness that he contracted right before he was scheduled to fly, and decided not to waste his money and instead expose people to the dangers of a possible infection. Can't say I like that.

I was also stunned when food was asked to be served at 2 AM. My row of seats had no one due to the late hour of the flight so at least that was something good. Their inflexibility of meal times kind of annoyed me since I didn't know it would be like that, but I was already onboard anyway. The meal itself was pretty good though - butter chicken curry. It was actually nice to eat food like that and it didn't taste like shit like I thought it might. Microwaved for sure, but that didn't take away from the joy of having a late-night meal, something I haven't done due to concerns over cholesterol for a very long time now. It warmed me up.

There was irregular turbulence throughout the flight, but nothing too bad compared to what I had experienced in my young years and I was somewhat mentally prepared, though still stressed. It was also hard to sleep, what with the tight space and the difficult sleeping positions. The meal certainly didn't help. I managed to get some sleep at least, and woke to a lightening sky. It's been years since I last saw the sky from above at sunrise, and it was certainly a beautiful sight. No photos however, because the ones I took were blurry and deemed unfit for use.

A welcome surprise did await me - Mt. Fuji could be spotted from the plane. I took some photos but due to its distance they didn't come out too good, though this shot certainly looks like a painting of some sort. It was visible for quite a while too so I took a few more.

While flying near Narita, the low cloud cover over land surprised me to no end, it was certainly much lower than what I was used to in Singapore. Landing was smooth, and there wasn't much to be said about it.

Getting through immigration did take a long time due to the queue, but thanks to getting procedures done ahead of time on the site Visit Japan Web I was able to get through smoothly. My luggage had already been taken off the conveyor belt and was waiting for me, which would have been unthinkable in SG.

I came out of the arrival gates and sat down to change my SIM card, and had a bit of a problem though I got it working in the end. Then came the rush of having to move around getting things while fearing I might lose my way as a first-timer. I got my JR pass from the JR office (and learned they were called 緑の窓口 that way) and reserved some seats on the shinkansen and Narita Express (NEX) for the first time. NEX reservation would come to bite me in the ass later.

The ride on the NEX to Tokyo Station was pretty much uneventful, though I confirmed so many things that were common in anime were in fact accurate representations of Japan, though, I mean, duh. I was too tired to fully enjoy the scenery though, lack of sleep and all.

I reached Tokyo Station and what a massive number of people. Even if it was expected, it still overwhelmed me a little. I moved quickly to simply find an ekiben for the shinkansen ride, it was just for the experience. I did find tons of shops in the basement or something selling them, so I bought one that I thought looked good for ￥1200 (12 SGD) and rushed for the train to try and make it on time, which ended up being a good idea as I wasn't familiar with the train timings and how uncannily punctual they are.

At my seat I thought no one would sit beside me, but I ended up having some uncle take it up, just casually taking out newspapers and reading them with nary a thought for my side or feelings. Oh well, I was too hungry to care in the end even if it killed my mood. I still ate heartily as it had been some 10+ hours since my last meal at 2 AM. I was also thirsty, but I had been in too much of a rush to buy a drink.

The view on the way to Sendai was pretty good. I dozed off here and there though. My baggage also ended up too big for the upper rack, which was a real bummer as it was definitely within the dimensions stipulated by JR. I had to stack it with others' luggage and was quite embarrassed having to trouble them about it.

I reached Sendai after about 2 hours on the shinkansen (hereafter referred to as sks). Getting out of the gantry I tried looking for a drink and a way out, the stations in Japan are vastly different from the ones I'm used to. I did get stuck in the JR queue again getting a Suica card though, because I couldn't get one from the machine despite having watched a video. No idea why but the option to buy a new one didn't come up at all, but perhaps I didn't press all the buttons possible.

I ended up walking to the hotel I was staying at, which was 1 local train stop away. It was nice to finally be able to settle down in a room and write about my experiences and unwind a bit. I unpacked a little, had a drink and relaxed.

A small room but that was to be expected.

I rested a bit before dinner, and went out to look for a store nearby to eat at, according to Google Maps. It turned out that the store was no longer there, a seemingly common problem with Maps. I saw a McDonald's and 7-11 nearby and figured I didn't want to take the trouble of having to find food for the first day, what with a throbbing headache and all, so I just went straight to McD and ordered a double cheeseburger meal. It was about the same price as in SG but the size was bigger, so I'd say it was perhaps a better deal? Comparatively anyway. It tasted roughly the same.

I went to 7-11 as it had been noted as the best konbini (convenience store in Japanese) in Japan. Lawson may be more famous but that's all the anime tie-ins. Things were so cheap there. I bought a packet of wet tissue (that I'm still using) for ￥100 and a pudding and some apple juice. I also starting my farming for coins as I'd already heard they would be used a lot here.

I was able to relax again after dinner and also took a real shower for the first time in 2 days. There was a public bath just for men so I went and soaked as well, wow that was 気持ちー. I'd never soaked in a hot bath or hot spring before so it definitely was a pore-opener. I was in there for almost 10 minutes, and there came another guy so I decided not to stay too long. I purposely chose a time when I thought there would not be many people as I was afraid of breaking etiquette or doing something rude.

Back in my room, I had the pudding that I always saw in anime and now I see why it's praised - a great jelly-like texture with some firmness and a sweet flavor that doesn't overpower the taste buds. Imagine a premium pudding. The apple juice was just average.

After this, I decided to go to bed early to prepare for the next day, which I had to wake up early for. Day 2's main event would be Tashirojima, otherwise known as one of the main Cat Islands.

#Japan #Japan Trip 2023 #blogging #Sendai

[luisa323]

Juliet x Felix

Julieta and have been friends since they were young. Julieta has always thought Felix was cute however it took a few more years for Felix to figure it out he liked Julieta. They ended up dating in secret until Alma had told Julieta she is to be married to some man named Agustin. To say the least neither Julieta or Felix where happy about this would be an understatement. Their relationship stayed hidden for just a while longer. Mainly because Julieta was scared of what Alma would think of her dating Felix when she is meant to be marring Agustin. When Alma was finally told she wasn't upset per say she was jus confused as to why she wasn't told sooner and that she didn't think Felix was a alive so she chose the second best option. The only thing that changed that day Alma get told was who was going to bee marring Julieta at the altar. That person was who Alma wanted Julieta to marry first and that wonderful man is Felix. They had a month and a half to finish. Preparing for the weeding and ceremony.

Time Skip

Julieta and Felix have bee very happy and have had four kids. Their names are Luisa, Maribel, Camilo, and Antonio. They all loved one another and since Maribel and Camilo are so loose in age they are probably the closest of the four sibilants. They are only about18 or 19 months apart from one another. Whenever Julieta would have a bad day or just a not to great day Felix was right by her side making sure he could do anything and everything t make her feel better and happier. One day in particular was rough, she thought she made enough food as she usually does but today seemed like everyone in town was getting hurt so she had to close shop for a bit to go make more. This meant people were making quite the line at her booth waiting for her to show back and help them heal. She had to make about three times her normal amount and that meant using her healing so much more which meant she was mentally and physically exhausted for the day ad just wanted to rest after. Felix could tell with ow much running back and forth Juli did today that she would need something to help her relax and calm down after the day was done. So he set out to get her favorite food, chocolate, candy, flowers, essential oils, candles, bubbles, and movies. He took her favorite flowers and made a path to their bedroom with a movie playing in the background, it was soft but still loud enough to be heard if it wanted to be. He set up the candles and bubbles by and in the bath, thee food chocolate, and candy where on a try on his bed side table with her favorite drink waiting for the next to a clean set of clothes for when they get out of the bath. When Julieta finally got home she was confused and a little worried that something happened because she wasn't greeted by Felix as she usually was but then she saw the trail of her favorite flower petals. She follows the flowers and sees Felix  on the bed with the movie, clean clothes, towels, snacks and drinks. She was in shock by what he had done, this wasn't the first time this has happened but every time she is surprised at how well he knows her and exactly what she needs. Julieta was speechless so Felix just guided her to the bathroom and started to pamper her with kisses and love wile getting her and himself in the tub to relax and de stress from the day. They relaxed in the bath until it got Luke warm, not quite cold but not to hot to waste thee warm water. They got out and put the clean and soft clothes n got in bed and just watched movies while eating snacks and having food along with drinks until it was time to go to bed and bth of them where tired. Then they snuggled up to one another and fell asleep cuddling and relaxed after the stressful day.

A/N: Second post tonight. Let’s go, writing a third and finally pot tonight hopefully getting the second part of the other story out tomorrow. I hope everyone has a good day/night or afternoon and has eaten something and had something to drink today.

Lots of love,

El ❤️

[eristic-kaleidoscope]

Minus Two || Kenshin || 3.1 || RE: Adrik, END, An

Here we go, back at it again. Seemingly more collected this trial, unlike how stressed he was during the investigation, Kenshin stands at his podium, looking around at the group. The fact that they have to vote for two different people and get both of them right made him somewhat uneasy, but it should be fine! They’ve gotten the past choices right, so two more should be fine.

Although, he hates the thought of two more people possibly dying.

As the conversation goes on, he remains with his own thoughts for a little while longer, until one of his questions is answered. So… that’s what happened to the laptop. Just like that? That’s how easily it slipped from their fingers? This is how he lost contact with her?? His expression grows a bit bitter, glancing towards Eureka.

“...I’m not going to jump on this explanation without having a chance to explain yourself. But still, that fucking sucks, really.”

There his eyes go toward An.

“Hey.”

“Fuck you.”

With that, he sighs, shaking his head. “As upset as we probably are about that, it does not relate to the murder I believe. We can express our frustration later, since we shouldn’t waste too much time.”

“I should explain what I was doing as well, before we get onto the evidence. I’ll say, first and foremost, I didn’t see Erika Chen or Ae-Ra at all, but I can recount for a few people. For starters, I was in the sunroom for a while, reading, where I saw Erisu and Arakiel before they left. After a while, I left, passing by Byrne where we talked to meet up later to go camping, while also spotting Erik A and Azure hanging in the garden. I believe this was around 5:18- hey, I’m actually paying attention to some of the times this time.” Yiippee!!

“From there, I got to the eatery and it was pretty fucking smokey, I assume thanks to a burnt grilled cheese.” Wonder who did that. “I cleaned that up and began to make myself food, where I saw Arakiel and Eureka as well. I finished making my food around 5:50, or so, before heading out around 6:23 with s’mores supplies. On my way out, I passed Kokone heading into the eatery, where we talked for a second.” More like dunked on each other but still.

“By the time I got to the garden, it stopped raining, where I met up with Byrne once again. I also saw Erika L, who was soaked from I assume the rain before she headed out, and Eureka who was playing with Seamus, also soaked. Oh, and Byrne was soaked too. While Byrne and I were setting up stuff for camping, I also saw Erik A and Azure leaving the sunroom, where Azure went to the fountain room and Erik A went to the petting zoo. After a while, Erika L and Kokone appeared through the elevator doors together, and I saw END leave the petting zoo toward the doghouse. Kokone decided to bother me a bit before checking out the bats, while Byrne and I hung out in the tent until the motive announcement happened.”

With that, Kenshin shrugs, tilting his head to the side.

“So… yeah. That’s what I was doing, so I don’t have any crucial information like last time, just establishing where quite a few people were.”

His eyes go toward Adrik, pausing. “Erika Chen told you she was going to do that? Well, that lines up with some of the notes we saw, but I’m a bit surprised she actually talked about it.” Not to mention how much earlier it was than the notes. Huh… maybe she was just really excited about it.

#chapter3 #trial3 #submission #Kenshin

[reswhocareswhocareswhoca]

me being massively depressing under the cut

No one follows me anyway, so it doesn't matter what I say here. Nothing I do really matters anyway. I can wash the dishes, but they still pile up. I can do the laundry, but it still piles up. I can cook one day and starve the next because there's no food. And I can't just go out and buy more food or get creative in the kitchen and make a meal with what I have. I'm too disabled for that. It's a miracle when I can cook at all. Consistency is a pipe dream.

For the past three weeks, I've really been struggling to move. My FND has been really bad lately, which is heartbreaking because I was actually on kind of a good streak up until this relapse. I feel powerless. I have no idea how to help myself. I'm trying so hard to keep my spirits up but my heart is faltering.

The bathroom smells really bad and I don't know why because it's visibly clean but I'm too worn out to do anything about it, so even though I'm in the living room it still smells like shit and it has smelled like shit for days. My boyfriend doesn't smell anything though, and he has a wicked sense of smell. He usually smells things I can't smell at all, and if it is something I can smell, he can smell it much sooner than I can. But he doesn't smell the foul odor coming from the bathroom. I can't even go in there it's so bad.

I feel hopeless. Practicing crocheting was nice but now I'm out of yarn. I didn't want to order any because I wanted to actually physically go to the store for once to support brick and mortar stores but I think I'm just going to have to get it delivered. It is so rare that I'm in good enough shape to drive. I can drive maybe a couple of times a week, and only if it's sunny. My FND is so bad on gloomy days, and this has been a very gloomy winter. Also, I never drive farther than 10 minutes away, and the craft store is about 20-30 min away. It's an undertaking.

Sometimes I wish I could turn back time. I wish I could turn back time and manage my mental health from a young age so that I wouldn't get this stupid crap now. I know the cause of FND is unknown but it's correlated with stress and I suspect that's how I ended up like this. There's no way to know for sure, but this is what I suspect. I also kind of suspect COVID, I've seen quite a few headlines and articles regarding the relationship between COVID and FND, but honestly trying to read them upsets me so much that my condition flares so I can't really do it myself. Besides, I got FND months after receiving my vaccines. And I got COVID in 2021. And who knows? I could have had it more than that one time but stayed asymptomatic. I'm trying not to blame myself for opting to get the vaccine. I'm trying to tell myself that I was just trying to do my best with the information that I had, and that I got COVID anyways, so there's nothing that I truly could have done to prevent the FND onset anyway. If COVID is even the reason why I got FND anyways. Who knows what caused this? No one knows what caused this.

No one knows how to fix it either. I got my diagnosis and the neurologist just said there's nothing to do. I'm just stuck like this. I can't live. I don't even know what my options are. Should I go live in some in-patient facility somewhere? Should I go to another clueless therapist like I have five times before? I hate therapy. I hate it so much. It's the first solution people shove down your throat when you struggle with your mood and it's total bullshit I am convinced. I have been to five separate therapists and I swear it's nothing more than a venting session. I can vent to my mom. I can vent to my cat. I can vent into my journal. I can vent here. I have plenty of places to vent. Any question they ask is a question I've already asked my myself. It's such a waste of money I can't stand it. But apparently that bull is my only option and honestly, I'm not having any of it. Any improvement I have seen in my life happened when I WASN'T in therapy. Therapy is completely irrelevant. And way too damn expensive. Venting isn't enough. And I don't have a job anymore, so I'm definitely not paying for that crap now.

I don't know what to do. I'm a burden on my boyfriend. He is the biggest sweetheart in the whole world. When I'm doing bad (which has been most of the time, lately), he's the one who cooks, he's the one who cleans, he helps me shower, he helps me get dressed, he helps grab things for me when I can't go get them myself, he makes me smile and laugh on my worst days. He is my everything and I don't deserve him. He does all of this after breaking his back at his manual labor job every day and I don't deserve him. I don't have any friends. My mom is six hours away. My dad (also 6 hours away) means well but has zero emotional intelligence (okay, I should be fair, maybe like 40%), and he doesn't address my FND at all. Just pretends it's not there. I feel invisible. Nothing matters. What's the point of me being here at all? Just to be a weight on the shoulders of everyone I love? They don't deserve that. But I can't leave them out of "mercy" because I would break their hearts and mess them up for a long time. They tell me to be strong and fight through it. But how?! FND has no rules! No order! No rhyme or reason! How do you fight an invisible opponent who's playing a game no one has ever heard of before! One day, working out helps the condition. The next day, it makes it ten times worse. One day, forcing myself to complete tasks around the house works. The next, moving around is completely impossible. How do I fight something when I'm completely nerfed and the opponent makes its own rules? I feel betrayed.

I don't know what else to say. I feel like I've barely scratched the surface of my emotion, but I don't know what to say. I can't take feeling like this anymore. There's no way out. I'm losing my mind trying to stay calm and stay positive. I can't handle feeling alone anymore but I'm in no place to reach out to people. My misery has consumed my whole life. Any conversation topic someone could hope to have with me will be marred my FND's presence. "Oh, what do you do?" I stay at home. "What do you do in your free time?" Suffer. Okay, maybe I'm not that blunt. I do try to elegantly dance around these questions saying things like "Oh I just passed my state exams and am waiting on my license," or "I enjoy reading." But as the conversation unfolds there always comes a point where I must decide if I want to hide my FND or not. Every time I have to weigh that question in my mind, it hurts. It hurts feeling like something that has consumed my whole world will turn me into a pathetic freak in other people's eyes. But simultaneously, I feel like a faker! Like my FND "isn't that bad". I don't use a cane! I don't use a wheelchair! I don't have double vision! I can talk just fine if I'm not struck temporarily mute like I am sometimes! Hell, I can drive! I can work out at the gym! I can cook! I passed nail tech school and exams with this condition! Clearly I'm just being dramatic! Clearly it's all in my fucking head!!!!!

There's no consistency. How can one live without consistency? It's been taken away. I've been robbed.

I really want to go upstairs it smells like sewage down here but I can't move. I wish I could have some water but I'm out and I can't move. I wish I could make myself some oatmeal like I do most mornings but I can't move. I wish I could go to the library and pick up the book I have on hold but I can't move. What room is there for someone like me on Earth! Can't be a productive member of society? The sooner you die, the better. But I'm not dead. I'm too stubborn for that.

I try to meditate. Maybe if I remove myself from the ups and downs of life. Remove my ego. Become the river. Maybe then I can find peace. But I can't meditate, it triggers the FND. That's the whole point of doing yoga anyway, to make the body well enough to handle stillness and meditation. Apparently you can't truly meditate until you've mastered asana anyway. So they say.

Maybe I should get into writing. I don't have to worry about running out of yarn that way. But my mind stalls and my ideas are non-existent. I can't write what isn't there.

I feel hopeless.

#moody mumbles

[noramoons]

hi beck! im sorry about the concert! theres not much happening in my life rn, but last week I took a solo trip to another state to attend a festival organized by a brazilian band. It was perfect, I made friends from different cities, eat some good food, danced a looot, and got to meet my internet crush (we've been flirting via dms on ig since january), he's the photographer for said band. we spent the weekend together and even stayed up after the concerts ended on saturday to watch the sunrise at the lagoon in front of the balcony of my room at the hostel. I dont think I'll see him again - our lives are pretty different, our routines are non existent due to we both travelling around a lot bc of work and we live like... 1.340km apart lol - but our vibes matched so well and I felt very happy and present in the moment, something that I haven't felt in a while... it was one of those moments in life where you just want to enjoy it and not think about the aftermath, yk? anyway, I hope you feel better and good things come your way this week! dont be too upset, you're gonna see the boys soon and it's gonna be better than you've ever imagined. sending you love, bye 💖

omg hi anon! thank you so much for sending me this life update hehe i enjoyed this tremendously :)) this seriously sounds like it was so much fun oh my goodness 😩 like a movie or smthn for real !! just everything about it sounds like a dream, i'm so so glad you had such a good time and were able to meet up with your ig crush hehehe, that also sounds like it was a lot of fun ;)) i am sorry that you may not be able to see him again, but i will say i really really admire your own maturity that you clearly have to know that it's not super likely that you'll see him again? but that you were still able to be present in that moment and let yourself enjoy it, that really speaks to the kind of emotionally mature person you are and i really truly respect that a lot. at the risk of dating myself with this reference i always think about that scene at the end of perks of being a wallflower where he's riding in the back of his car with his friends with things like this, there's really nothing better than allowing yourself to be present in the present and not letting your own worries about the future ruin it for yourself. i really am so glad you had such a lovely time <33

and yeah jnjjfkdsl i'm not really sure what'll happen with this whole mess—i just sorta feel like it's been a little doomed for me since the start. i basically threw money down the drain buying the fankit back in october hoping that i'd get some kind of presale since it was a stated benefit (nope!), i let myself get really stressed abt ticketing only to not get a ticket, i took on more hours at work to pay for scalper pricing, i wasted gas money driving up to atl and back only for it to get "postponed." i just don't know how much more of this i can take lmao and i have a sneaky feeling they're either going to cancel or push the dates back like. a year plus. but this whole thing really is out of my hands so i'm trying to just focus on something else for the time being.

i do so, so appreciate the love and i am sending it right back to ya tenfold 💛💛

#beck answers 💌 #anon