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femmesandhoney · 2 months
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idk theo really is teenage girl coded to me like longs for freedom, molded since childhood to be perfect and yet still is a failure, seen as heartless both literally and metaphorically, a chimera of parts thrown together to serve someone else and ur life and body aren't yours, like damn bruh. chill w that.
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la-princessaa · 6 months
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Sometimes, I think oh, no, I'm fine actually. I have nothing wrong with me, I just get nervous occasionally. And then I realize no one who gets nervous sometimes has to enunciate the word "not" as repeatedly or intensely as I feel I do to make it "count", no one who gets nervous sometimes knocks on wood every time they have a distressing thought. I just really connected the dots right now. I've known in the abstract but, wow. I really do have a medical issue. This isn't just me. I'm not just neurotic or a control freak who climbs the walls every time something doesn't go according to plan. What the fuck. It's a medical issue
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stsgspxch · 11 months
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one of my favorite artists of all time (@/sh0yosday) just erased like. three quarters of their jjk content on both tt and twt im gonna be sick
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valley-of-headcanons · 9 months
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Heyy! So I just found your stuff and it’s all super cute I love this kind of thing 😊 feel free to decline but do you think you could do a little fluffy one shot type thing where you’re just gaming with Sebastian and then whoops you both fall in love 😳
best gamer of all time || sebastian x reader oneshot
hanging out with your friends is always fun, but gaming alone with him may be your new favorite thing <3
warnings: fluff fluff fluff fluff oh my god, you may suck at this game but you do NOT suck at winning his heart
requested by: @juleboo , this is such an adorable request! i'm sorry this took like forty billion years, life has decided to kick me off my feet, but im doing a lot better so yippeeeee. i hope you enjoy, hopefully it was worth the long wait 🙏
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Hanging out on a Saturday night was a ritual for you, Sebastian, Abigail, and Sam. You all rotate on who's place you hang out at, and tonight was Sebastian's. Abigail was laid out on the couch, Sebastian sitting on his bed, and you and Sam were on the floor. After a very intense game of Jackbox, with a lot of chaotic answers and laughter, it was nearing midnight.
“I cannot believe you put that! That was a direct jab at me and you know it!” Sam said towards Abigail's direction, obviously not actually upset.
“Then clean up the fuckin' pizza boxes in your room! That rat would've become your best friend if your mom didn't find him- wait- what time is it? ... oh shit, my dad is gonna kick my ass!” Abigail said, jumping up at lightning speed and grabbing her bag. “Sorry to kill the party, love you guys, if I get lectured one more time this week I am going to pull out my hair. Bye bye!”
And off she goes, leaving just as chaotic as she came. Sounds about right. The remaining three of you laughed, before Sam stood up and grabbed his things as well. “For some reason Mom wants me to come to church in the morning, she saw some lyrics to one of our songs and she kind of flipped her shit. Soooo, gotta atone for my sins. Have fun you two,” he said, sending a small wink Sebastian's way before making his way up the stairs.
You saw the wink, it definitely caught you off guard. You immediately snapped your head towards Sebastian. “What was that for?” you said with a smirk, which wasn't held for long. It slipped into a smile, moving from the floor to the now empty couch.
Sebastian's expression remained neutral, rolling his eyes. “Sam is always up to something, ignore him. Do you wanna stay and hang for a little while? I don't have anything to do tomorrow,” he said, looking towards the cabinet of games that sat beside his gaming console. He never asked anyone to stay later, especially when it's his night to host. He usually wants everyone out, Sebastian cherishes his alone time.
Butterflies erupted in your stomach when he asked you this, he actually wanted to spend more time with you? You felt so honored and special, of course you were going to stay. “Yeah, what did you wanna do?”
“I bought a game, it's co-op. Wanna try it out? It's a platformer, it seems pretty easy,” he said, walking over to the cabinet and grabbing the case. He made his way back over to you, showing you the back of the case, carefully studying your features. He wanted to make sure you were actually interested, and when your face lit up, he couldn't hold back a smile. It was rare for him, but it was perfect.
“Hell yeah, let's pop this bad boy in!” you said, sitting up excitedly and scooting over so that you two could share the couch. After 'popping that bad boy in', he sat next to you and handed you the controller.
Sebastian put on the tutorial before beginning to show you the controls. He described what to do, but due to your drowsiness from working all day, you just couldn't grasp what the controls were. “Here,” he mumbled, thinking for a moment before carefully putting his hands over yours.
“Alright, shoot with this button, alright?” he said, making sure not to get too close to you. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable, but these little touches were really nice ... he could get used to this.
“Mhm ...” you hummed, although your brain was short-circuiting. Every single thought in your brain was rendered useless in that moment, every place where you two touched felt like it was on fire. You clumsily tried to recreate his movements, shooting when he asked and jumping when he instructed. You learned the controls, but barely.
“Got it?” he said simply, slowly beginning to let go of you. He didn't really want to, but he didn't want to overstep your boundaries. He really cared about you, he didn't want to jeopardize that.
With a hesitant nod of confirmation, you two began the game. It was a mess, you definitely did not grasp the controls whatsoever. However, he enjoyed seeing what kind of trouble you got yourself into. How could you even get up there?
“Okay- when you jump, press the trigger to latch on to that cliff, and do NOT let go-” he tried to explain as you jumped with all of your might ... just to not even touch the cliff. Your body hit the floor with a splat, and you both sat in silence for a few seconds, staring at each other. Small snickers turned into full blown laughter, falling down onto the couch as you both held your faces.
“How the hell am I so stupid?? That was so easy! How the hell did I miss that??” you cackled, wiping the tears that began to fall from your eyes.
“I have no idea but it was one of the best things I've ever seen,” Sebastian's laughter began to quiet as he sat up, his gaze making its way down to you. You looked so perfect in the soft light of the television, so happy from the laughter that was encasing the both of you. He could not stop smiling.
“What?” you said softly, a gigantic grin on your face. You couldn't move, you just wanted to stay in this moment forever.
“... nothing. Just ... capturing this moment,” Sebastian said in a gentle tone, taking a deep breath before looking back at the screen. “You're a ghost now, but you can still help me and eventually I can revive you.”
You slowly sat up, but you had an idea. You slid a little closer to him than you were before, your legs touching. “Alright, I'll be the best fuckin' ghost in town,” you laughed, knowing you were bound to fuck it up but you had no care in the world. This was too fun.
He looked over at your legs touching, smiling even wider before continuing the game. He would ask you to do things as a ghost as you did ... with enough trial and error. He did notice that you kept adjusting and scooting closer and closer. He really liked this.
“Do you know how to freeze someone?" he asked, which you shook your head to. “Let me see this-” he mumbled, wrapping his arm around you, definitely just wanting to help you see the controls. You were essentially sitting in his lap at this point, a soft pink blush creeping onto both of your faces.
His face was so close, pressed almost right up against yours ... you wanted to stay here forever, but you didn't want to say anything that would ruin the moment. Nervous silence held you two for a moment, before he did something that both of you wanted more than anything. He carefully kissed your cheek, before going back to the game as if nothing ever happened.
Your brain melted, a feeling of bliss overtaking your body. You've been waiting for that for ages. You slowly leaned back into his chest as he laid down his controller for a moment. He wrapped his arms around your waist for a moment, giving you a careful squeeze. You reached your arms up around his neck, hugging him back. Neither of you cared about the game anymore.
“Stay here tonight. If you want to,” Sebastian muttered softly, holding your body close to his. He didn't dare let go, and neither did you.
You stayed there that night, you stayed wrapped up in his arms until the daylight and you had to work on your farm. But you hoped one day, you could wake up next to him everyday. Maybe someday, but for now, you had many Saturday nights where you stayed over later than everybody else.
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gulliesforever · 7 months
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thinking about demisexual/aspec amir so hard tonight. like im rotating it in my head. how amir talks about his dates being cuddle buddies... "all i wanna do is lay down and hug".... not knowing what frenching really is.... test results episode where jakes like "but you've never really..." (HOW DOES HE KNOW THIS BTW???) ... the undertones that amir's friendship with jake as it is is 100% fulfilling for him . . .. grh.gh...hg. as a demisexual person.... GOD...... GODDDDDDDD. . .. . im SO abnormal about it
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garciaasfluffypen · 1 year
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bright beginnings pt 7.
pairing: single dad!joseph quinn x fem!reader  wc: 1.5k  warnings: none
part six • part eight
a/n: IM SORRY IM SORRY I DIDNT NOTICE THIS WENT INTO THE BOTTOM OF MY QUEUE BECAUSE MY DUMBASS DIDNT SCHEDULE THE POST anyway enjoy a joe pov as a lil treat
being holed up in an office all day was not something joseph anthony francis quinn had figured would be in his books. but he found himself taking over the daycare he had devoted his life to, making it his lifes mission to revamp it from the inside out and make it better.
from his short time as owner, there were a gazzilion things he would like to change, including some staffing issues that were bothering him. out of the ten girls that worked there, y/n, destiny and claire were the three girls who were full time, meaning that they got the bulk of the hours. that had to change. there were two girls who dropped, saying they didn't have time to work much due to university, which left eight girls left to work. meaning if he split all the bulk of the hours with the three full timers… that left the part time girls jack shit. he felt horrible only giving some of the girls only ten hours a week, but there was only so much he could do without making more of them full time. he had been stuck in the office for about three hours now trying different versions of the schedule to figure out what would make the girls happy. bringing the full timers down from 45 to 32 opened up a chunk of hours he could divvy out between the other girls based on their availability, which could make it a bit easier. four of the eight girls had tight schedules due to uni, meaning he could potentially get a few more girls who were requesting more hours the hours they wanted.
but that was a headache for another day.
shutting his laptop, joe decided to step out into the playroom, where y/n was in charge of today. it was his idea to start having the girls rotate through the rooms, so that way all the kids could get acclimated to each staff member in case there needed to be any sort of coverage. so far, it seemed to be working well, especially because the twins started to open up to a few of the other girls rather than just sticking to y/n’s side all day. granted, days in the playroom were the harder days, because all riley and thomas wanted to do was play with her. it’s what started joe talking to them every day before coming in to remind them that yes, you can play with y/n but you need to let the other boys and girls play with her too. it went well for approximately five minutes before he realized they were wholeheartedly attached to her, and by god if he didn’t do something about it the twins would hate him forever.
he had to admit, she was cute. if it wasn’t for him being caught up in a messy divorce, he totally would have already asked you out on a date. but he had to hold himself off, knowing that julia would one hundred percent use that against him because that’s the kind of person she was. he didn’t know why they had even gotten together in the first place, not counting the fact that she wanted to appease her mother. set-up relationships never ended up working well, he found, and most of them reminded him of HR relationships- the ones you could always tell were fake. the ones that made people think love was real, only to shatter them to pieces when it came out that surprise, your faves weren’t actually together.
love was most definitely not that. and not what he had with julia.
before he could go down that wormhole again, his phone buzzed.
[ grace!! - 3:30pm ] joeee what are you doing tonight???? i miss youuuuuu
grace was one of his best friends from school. he and wesley had taken her under their wing the second she stepped into LAMDA, and the three of them had become inseparable. she had moved to london from america to pursue acting, considering it was one of the best acting schools in the world. joe definitely missed being on stage, but he had made the promise to himself that he would make more of an effort to provide for his kids, since acting could wait until they were a bit older.
[ 3:31pm ] do you miss me, or miss the kids? lol [ grace!! - 3:32pm ] obviously you, you’re my bestie! [ grace!! - 3:32pm ] but seriously what are you doing, rehearsal was canceled tonight [ 3:33pm ] not much, probably watching frozen with the kids and trying to avoid watching steve and maggie. you wanna pop over for tea? xx [ grace!! - 3:33pm ] is that even a question??? i’ll be there at five :)
looking over at the clock, joe figured he could pop out to the floor for about an hour before taking the twins home. saturdays were pretty light if he were being honest, so it probably wouldn’t be that big of a deal if he left a few hours earlier. most of the kids were gone by six anyway, so him leaving an hour early shouldn’t be horrid.
and then he could talk about his crush on y/n.
grace was there through the whole julia ordeal, meaning she knew all the ups and downs and the ahem “marriage” that julia’s mother basically shoved down joe’s throat, placing the ring in his hand and telling him to “get a goddamn move on”. yes, the loves of his life came out of it, but he hated julia and her dramatics and the need to make the divorce so much more than it needed to be. it was driving him up the walls, including the stupid custody agreement they were working on. he was doing his best to keep a level head, but it was getting to the point where he wasn’t sure what he was going to do. but grace was the level headedness he needed, always helping him figure everything out with wording and when to meet with lawyers and everything. she was definitely a light in his life, and he loved her to bits.
but his real loving nature was saved for y/n.
not that she’d ever get with him. he could always pretend that she was indeed flirting back with him. because while he really liked her, he was her boss. there were so many issues with that. but he also owned the daycare. and they didn’t have an HR person because it was a mom and pop shop. hell, he literally runs the facebook page. he could do whatever he wanted, right? … right?
“daddy!”
joe held his arms out as riley and thomas ran up to him, almost tackling him to the ground with their combined force.
“my angels! how has your day been?”
riley looked up at joe with her adorable little doe eyes. “daddy come play?”
“i gotta go talk to some of the lovely ladies a bit, but then we’re gonna go see grace!”
“grace comin?”
“yes, grace is coming for tea.”
out of the corner of his eye, joe noticed y/n turn away and start picking up in the playroom, trying to busy herself and not pay attention to the conversation. of course he would go and mention grace in front of her, after flirting with her so openly. just his fucking luck.
“grace bring wes?” thomas’ face lit up in excitement at the idea of two of his favorite people coming over.
“wes is at work, bub. he’ll come tomorrow, okay?”
“otay.”
“let me go say hi to the girls before we pop out, okay? go play with the toys.”
as joe rose from his crouching position, he noticed that y/n was stuck in the storage closet. stupidly, he decided to go around to all the other classrooms before coming back to the playroom to check on her before they popped out. the other girls were doing okay, which was good to hear. everything seemed to be going good since the rotation started, and it was showing. he stepped back into the playroom to gather riley and thomas, noticing that destiny was in, y/n being nowhere in sight. upsetting as that was for him, he did promise the kids that he would get them home to see grace. and besides, he really needed to talk to someone about his crush on y/n.
the ride home wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be, and the twins were relatively quiet but bubbling with excitement as they got closer and closer to the flat. soon as they saw grace’s car in the driveway, they started giggling and screaming, and joe couldn’t help but chuckle. grace held out her arms as the kids ran into them, picking them both up with ease and swinging around in a circle. she smiled at joe as he grabbed the bags from the passenger seat and took them inside, setting stuff down in the front room and taking them all into the kitchen to get the tea ready.
“so, who is she?”
“what?”
“you only wear your nice shirt anywhere when there’s someone you want to impress.” grace raised an eyebrow. “so who are you trying to impress, joe?”
joe sighed. “we’ve got a lot to catch up on.”
“oh, i bet.”
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storiesofsvu · 28 days
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Alright. It’s Thursday let’s see how tonight goes…
Weird opening that’s for sure
That blue suit on mechad is fucking gorgeous
Wtf is happening?!!!!?? Is this gonna be one of those twisty episodes? We’re only halfway through…
YES! SAM! Give her more screen time PLEASE
The like, main thing here would be finding the dancer, yes?
The lawyers have a good point with this recording, but it’s all speculation at this point…
I KNOW I know this defence attorney from somewhere… hold pls while I try to figure it out lol
Goddammit it’s not on imdb yet…
Okay so defence found the witness and honestly that just made everything way more complicated. YES, he killed the guy in (self) defence/trying to help/save the girl, BUT he’s still a racist pos who strangled the guy for three minutes after he stopped breathing. Also what was going on with the vic on the train? Cause he defs seemed out of it…
Ohhkay, an asthma attack, that makes sense. Reaching for the inhaler. Got it
Okay, y’all I’m sold on the new DA guy who came from scandal.
What is it with cop shows having very racist/sexist people/witnesses and choosing to send in their poc/women to figure details out.
OOHHH WE LOVE A GOOD UC STORYLINE! IS THIS GONNA BE A MULTI EP ARC?! A CROSSOVER?! (I know im clowning over a crossover, you don’t need to tell me)
That was a really good ep tbh.
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Okay we all know I’m ignoring TO.
If anyone has any good ideas for a relatively affordable vacation over July/august that wouldn’t be too fucking hot, pls lmk.
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Svu time!
Woof talk about a dark open
Also… it’s giving little mermaid…. The whole hazy can’t see her but she’s rescuing him and keeping him safe??
…pants around the ankles? Okay wait so something else happened in there?
WHERE! IS! VELASCO!
FFS
“EVERYONE IS ON MANDATORY OT” REALLY?! I REPEAT WHAT I JUST SAID!!
If they’re gonna be fucking rotating cast members, they should be rotating the ones who aren’t officially part of the squad. Curry was on last week, she should be gone this week.
Oh it was a man in the little mermaid vibes, my bad lol
….at least bruno’s here..
Okay… this girl’s apartment layout is the same as olivia’s (old?) one? (the one where noah was a toddler and up on the counter stealing cookies..) they really all about reusing sets aren’t they? Yet they make olivia’s apt completely different each ep…
Also I lowkey love all the fairy lights and art she’s got up, she’s made this place super cozy and calming and I dig it. Like I legit want that little tree with the fairy lights she has… catch me on amazon later.
Okay but like, if you were beat that bad and fighting for your life, there’s definitely a chance of hallucinating someone..
Bruno can yell at me any day…. Just sayin.
Why cant the girl with agoraphobia just fucking zoom/face time into the trial??? Like, they did that shit for younger witnesses/victims, for people already in prison/stuck in hospitals and that was all BEFORE covid…. I get that this is some kind of progress for her/olivia and more building for liv but it’s stupid…
Shout out to liv for making her office a complete safe space with the blinds drawn and candles and shit. Cute.
Okay that was an okay episode, we’re getting there slowly. I just wish we would go back to court for once. I miss my defence attorneys…
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Lowkey hate this flashback, ngl.
 Okay…I NEED to know how old joe stabler is supposed to be. Cause the actor’s age isn’t listed on wiki/imdb, but there’s a couple pages/articles that say he’s super late 40’s, early 50’s but he could pass for late 30’s so im SO confused lol.
Ahh… okay. Glad the drugs are his and not eli’s lol
Ugh I love bell so fucking much
I really hope Bobby’s leave was written in cause the actor had another offer that he wanted to take and not one that screwed him over.
Yaaasss cragen with the distraction save!
“I thought it worked…” bruh it sure did lol
God I miss cragen’s sass and quips. Im super glad he’s open to guest star
Bell being a complete bad ass like always. Yaaas queen
Speaking of bad ass women… nicely done chief…
Oh fuck….
Okay, well that was a decent night of l&o tonight!
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pkmnnursecass · 4 months
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Dragapult Mail!
[A cook book with a munchlax wearing a chef hat, the book is filled with all sorts of recipes that are simple to understand, and a fabric poster of different popular constellations of different regions. Under each constellation are lists of location of where to see them the best]
//ooc gift↓
https://imgur.com/a/TVVebiW
— Your secret Santa
Oh my ARC the cookbook!!! It's so cute!!!! AGH I'm gonna make so much food now I can't wait lmao
And the poster!!! The poster!!!! It's going right on the wall in my room it's PERFECT!! Im definitely gonna try looking for the Galarian constellations tonight haha
Thank you so much!!! 🩷🩷
//IEYWCIWNDGIQ THE ART???? AAAHHH oh my god it's so pretty!!! Chime and Chansey are so adorable gdjauqjwbdj and the colors!!!!! I'm going feral I love it
I am going to rotate this in my head constantly....thank you so much <33
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whatkindofnameisella · 7 months
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TAGGED BY @brionbroadway FOR PEOPLE YOU'D LIKE TO GET TO KNOW BETTER!!!!!!!!!!!! blushing giggling kicking my feet absolutely honored
Three ships: it goes without saying that widojest is the cornerstone of my emotional foundation so some other ones. hardshine!!!!!!!! my beloveds. galavant and isabella grew on me in the second season & if i think about them living quietly by the sea i go crazy. lastly how about juliet and dawsey from The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society bc i just reread the book (IF YOU'VE ONLY SEEN THE MOVIE YOU HAVE. TO. READ. THE. BOOK. IT'S SO GOOD) over the past 3 days and they are rotating in my mind whenever i daydream <3
First Ever Ship: oh god. i dont know if im strong enough to admit this. but i was once in middle school and watching minecraft diaries and a diehard garmau shipper.
Last Song: i am listening to amoeba by clairo as i type this! and before that was lovesick by laufey. i am so happy for her success she deserves it all <33
Last Movie: i rewatched Fantastic Mr. Fox last night in an effort to recover my dignity post loosing my id & dying on 8 flights of stairs 👍
Currently Reading: my guernsey reread happened mid Feet of Clay by Terry Pratchett, so that. still working my way through all of discworld but ill be real im not sure anything will ever go as hard as "blood oils the machines of the clacks" in Going Postal.
Currently Watching: uhhh Wes Anderson movies again i guess. currently searching for a new obsession now that galavant is over and failing
Currently Consuming: this vanilla chai latte from my local bagel place my GOD it's the best thing ive ever tasted.
Currently Craving: the will to do the 3hrs of photoshop edits i have due tonight
tags! @whamber you are supposed to tag more but i lichrally cannot think of anyone else so i choose you!! and whoever else is reading this
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noritoshiikamo · 1 year
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Tee darling grabbing you my the shoulders shaking you lightly you just tagged me in a new fic but I'm not over the AyatoXshrine maiden one IM SERIOUS I left the notification for that one on my phone for three whole days before reading to make sure I wouldn't forget and when I did omg. Oh my god. Oh my g
Is funny cause when I read stuff I picture in my head like a movie, so I keep the scenes of that fic (is three parts so is a series ??? Idk??) Rotating in my brain like a rotisserie chicken every time my mind drifts off. Have I said how much I love your writing? Cause I fucking love your fics I want to scream really loud and chew my pillow, hope you have a great day I lov u
GET OVER IT AYATO IS DONE WE RIDING XIAO TONIGHT
no bcs when i write i imagine a whole flow too just so i know im making sense but uES IT FEELS LIKE ROTISSERIE CHICKEN IN THE OVEN CJKZKSKDKKD pls u flatter me i cane back from dead for one minute just so i can let out my hornii juice im glad u chewed ur pillow for me #homie4life
no U HAVE A GREAT DAY AND I LOVE U
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deadgrantaires · 2 years
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[sigh] gonna go off a little bit. in the privacy of my own blog. as im allowed lol
been rotating that post about ‘weve gotta stop saying shit like just have to make it through this shift just have to make it through this week etc and just live in and appreciate the moment’ and i dont think that that post is wrong and i think that the loop of ‘gotta just make it through this thing!’ mentality can be very damaging and like. hm. i think i am struggling with that idea Anew now like. becaaaause i am now disabled
and perhaps i havent found like. the clarity or wisdom i need to not be feeling this way but like. there is such a huge difference for me personally in dealing with all my mental health issues to me dealing with all my physical health issues and i think it does come down to like a well we cant reframe our way out of this one boys U_U
which again like i dont think that post was trying to make a statement for ALL PEOPLE i dont think it was callous or wrong at all im reading it in the best faith its more that i feel i have somehow made myself a personal little hell by rotating that around and then feeling. like ive failed in some form by getting ovrwhelmed by my week and dreading the days and unsure how to just keep going bc like. man. its all so much harder to do when im not just mentally drained at the end of a sh1ft but also physically unwell in several ways lol
i really wish there was a way to feel less dread and less. constant frustration that im just barely getting through and i THINK im doing basically all that i can by trying out different ways to cope with my new and evolving disabilities. being so brave about not just giving up completely and still trying to self care by having like nice meals for myself and keeping food stocked and. a more physically manageable haircut and such lol. but then i get like tonight where i just cant pay attention to anything bc my body is in too much pain to indulge my hobbies and my brain is too much gone for me to enjoy anything more passive like a book or movie. i try to be so. accepting of my disability. and try to be at peace with it. and it helps immensely being around other disabled friends and that solidarity but like god yknow. im tired. and im frustrated. and i dont want to go to w0rk tomorrow U_U
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jackals-ships · 8 months
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anyways the fic will not be happening Tonight bc im going to sleep so help me GOD but im rotating it in my brain
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doctorwhoisadhd · 2 years
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watched episode 3 of annika tonight and oh my god i cant stop thinking about it. im obsessed. its so unbelievably fucking good holy shit. im just rotating the whole thing in my mind my brain is gonna catch on fire
(also. paul mcgann is in it! and it is lowkey weird to actually SEE him talking lmao)
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graymoon2-archive · 2 years
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can i request a gn reader with cc karl, who like comforts the reader after their mom was a jerk about their anxiety
basically agoraphobic vibes and its raining and shit
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ship- cc!karl x gn!reader
word count- 0.5k
category- hurt/ comfort
pronouns- none used
warnings- panic attack, asshole parent, mild swearing.
a/n- AHAHAHA TWO ANGST IN ONE DAY IM SORRY
REQUESTS ARE OPEN
song- agoraphobic by corpse husband
“you can’t do shit right, can you? god, your brother never had anxiety. that’s just some bullshit you made up.”
you feel the tears building up behind your eyes at your mother’s words. rain pounded outside like the headache pounding in your ears.
“when will you learn your lesson?”
you bury your head in your hands, tears streaming down your face. a sob escapes your mouth.
“stop crying or i’ll give you something to cry about.”
you quickly wipe the tears from your eyes, rubbing your temples to release the building headache.
“what’s the point? i’m not okay” you whisper.
“just shut up, will you? go to your room. i’m going out.” she spits, grabbing her purse. the house shakes with the slam of the door. you run to your room like a kicked puppy, tears flowing again. emotions and flashbacks and memories swirl through your mind like a building hurricane. lightning cracks, and you jump. you feel hyper aware of everything- the patter of your dog’s paws, the rumble of the dryer, ticking of the clock, the fan slowly rotating. your phone screen lights up in the darkness of your room, glowing a pale white with your boyfriend's contact photo.
karl is calling
you answer the phone
“hey y/n, what’s up! wanna play minecraft tonight?”
you breathe in, trying to hold in the sob. trying to hold the façade you held for years. but it breaks, and a sob slips.
it’s as if the floodgates opened wide, and you begin sobbing uncontrollably.
“y/n?” karl calls through the phone.
“please, talk to me.” he begs, straining to hear your voice.
“are you home?” you sniff.
“yeah, i am home” he responds, pausing in case you say more.
“i’m coming over. karl, i- i can’t stay here anymore.” you cry, grabbing your clothes and tossing them haphazardly into your backpack. you run down the stairs, and out the front door. grabbing your bike, you throw your backpack on your shoulders. rain pounds on the sidewalk, running down your back and soaking you through. you bike as fast as you can to karl's house, tears mixing with the rain splashing your face. karl sees you through the window, and runs outside. you throw your bike on his porch, tripping on the step. he catches you, and pulls you to his chest. the rain patters around the two of you, but in his hold you feel warm again. warmer than you've felt in a long time. he presses a kiss to the top of your head
“c’mon, y/n, lets get you inside.” he mumbles into your hair, lacing his fingers with yours and leading you in the house. he grabs a sweatshirt off the counter and hands it to you.
“here, change into this while i make you some tea. bathroom’s down the hall on the right”
you nod and walk into the bathroom. you come back out buried in the too-big sweatshirt. it smelled like him- like warm cinnamon and sunny days. like home.
he handed you a mug of tea.
“chamomile lavender,” he says, smiling. “should help calm you down”
you nod and take a sip, smiling at his thoughtfulness. he begins piling blankets on the couch and turns on your favorite show. you had finished your tea, feeling a little warmer than before, and he took your hand again. he led you to the blanket pile on the couch, wrapping the two of you in a mound of fluffy blankets.
this time, he didn’t let go of your hand.
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