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love-has-a-way-ofgrowingbackward · 3 months

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everytime i take a tiny triangle out of the cake i made my brother comes in and cuts off a trapezium, making the cut a single clean line. it would be vaguely funny but like i made the thing and like could he not eat it all without leaving some for me

#rant #i guess #it really fucking annoys me how i have to cut off my share in everything that comes in this house ever #like always stay on alert for your food and stash away your share or its gonna be gone by morning #i dont even know why its making me frustrated enough to cry #its just. nice good food has always been a treat and motivator for me and my brother has a habit of always grabbing my share too #it sounds so silly out of context but like. ive had a lifetime of going through a bad tiring day with nothing to look forward to but #a nap and something i like to eat. and always opening the fridge to an empty container #or worse the box is there but then i get in bed with a book and open the damn thing to find half a spoonful inside.#it would be annoying once or twice but its just. all the fucking time.#i hate this survivalistic shit #its not long before i move out thank god but still #he always did it when i was young and my mom hardly ever said anything #like now if i want i can get myself some treats but when i was younger i didnt have much choice.#i havent had the time to bake in two years and prep plus baking the layer cake took two days. i put so much work in it.#and he ate half of it by the time i came back from fucking peeing. i cant even say anything because he gets fucking angry and aggressive #at the drop of a hat so im. crying in my room about it. look my feelings are not as drownable and consuming now. i generally dont #let things like that affect me too much. but i feel so young again and like the entire world is so unfair. i don't know #writing my feelings out on a tumblr blog is so much better than journalling they should recommend this shit in therapy

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suntails · 1 year

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best (saddest most terrible most gut-wrenching) vignette in the game

#it physically hurts #his frustration of being unable to explain to people that its not boredom. its not a lack of attention or care. it is real and he has no WHY #the comments of like 'i get bored too dw!!' and silver just being unable to express fully how completely wrong that is #and the 'chronic illness' gut punch of him saying he doesnt know why and then blaming himself. i must just be lazy. i must not be trying har #d enough. like im sure sebek says stuff to this effect often. im sure silver has heard this time and time again from classmates.#and when he doesnt have a better explanation? when doctors dont even know? what choice does he have to cope other than internalize it as tru #sorry for the novel hes my son and he genuinely makes me cry on his behalf #how i wish there was a cure...#me too silver #twst #twisted wonderland #twst silver #lab silver #suntails

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yourlovermumu · 3 months

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imagine tying up your boyfriend while his sleeping and he wakes up to find himself literally at your mercy, saying its revenge for how he treats you in bed. and his like ''come on sweetie i am not mean to you in bed. what are you talking about?''

you tease him by kissing and licking his inner thighs. and his so frustrated. like why wont you just give him what he knows you know he wants. his telling you to just hurry up and touch him. and you tell him not until he does some begging. which he refuses to do at first. but after awhile manages to let out a little ''p...please touch me.''

you give in eventually but your just softly touching his cock while he goes, ''thats not nearly enough, baby. put it in your mouth.'' but you again, simply tell him to beg for it.

and he refuses this time again. saying no you wont get him to beg for you. and your all smug like okay then get comfy cause your gonna be tied up like this for a while.

and then your teasing him so damn much. giving his cock feather like kisses everywhere but you just wont put it in your mouth at all. nor would you stroke him properly.

and his just soooooo frustrated that he swears once he gets out these ropes, your really gonna get it. he says his going to absolutely show you no mercy at all. and your just giggling at his threats like ''as if, your the one tied up and helpless. not me.''

but luck really wasnt on your side this time. because turns out he was slowly loosening the knot while you were busy teasing the leaving day lights out of him.

''still want me to beg, baby?'' he laughed at the panic on your face as he yanked you by your arm. slamming you down on the bed. he pinned both of your hands above your head and tied you with the same rope you used on him. ''yeah? do i still need to beg, princess? beg for you to suck my cock? do i?'' he taunted. a smug grin plastered on his handsome face.

needless to say...he quite quickly had you regretting ever playing around with him in the first place.

you cried and squirmed. jerking your hips away from him only for him to pull you back by the hips. ''keep doing that and i might not let you cum at all tonight.'' he said sternly, slapping your thigh to somehow make you behave. all you could do was just sit still and take it. you had lose count of how many times you had been edged. your mind clouding with the need to get rid of the uncomfortable arche.

''p-please-! i- i am sorry!! i- a-ah...let me cummm...p-please i am s-so sorry...'' you sobbed. begging him pitifully.

''aw...my poor baby wants to cum so badly, doesnt she?'' he cooed. stroking your cheek tenderly while his thumb brushed away tears.

you nodded dumbly in respond.

''...'m sorry baby, your gonna have to prove to me you deserve to cum.''

you frowned, pouting sadly before a yelp left your lips when he pressed the vibrator to your clit again.

''its no use pouting, baby. dont try to use your cute little face to get your way.'' he chuckled. biting his lip when his eyes landed on your pussy again. so fucking drenched. soaking the sheets and yet you havent even came once yet. he cant help but let out a dreamy sigh at the sight. fingers prodding at your hole before slipping in with ease. they slip in so nicely. ''..god you take my fingers so well.'' he groaned.

and truthfully he is rock hard. has been since your little teasing session. it was only a matter of time before he gave in. the only reason he has been able to have some self control for this long without drilling you full of his cock was because he gets off on seeing you cry and beg. he loves it. the wracked state your in and the how vulnerable you look. the way your pussy is just begging to have his cock inside. and so is your mouth, letting out pleas after pleas to just let you cum. you even tried tempting him to fuck you full of his cock. sly little thing. it almost worked. almost. if he hadnt slapped your ass and threatened to not let you cum at all you probably would have been able to get him to fuck your tight little hole. but now....now he wasnt sure how much longer he can hold on and not just fuck you dumb.

''how about this, you gimme a kiss, and if your able to kiss me back properly while i stuff this pussy full of my fingers...then i'll let you cum. how's that sound? hell i would even give you cock. yeah? you want my cock, baby? mhm...sweet little thing..such a mess right right now..need to be full of my cock so badly, huh?''

he chuckled seeing you desperately reach to kiss him. your just soooooo adorable.

his lips were soon on yours and oh you were winning straight into his mouth. trying so desperately to keep kissing him without your mouth hanging open to moan loudly from how good his fingers were hitting your insides.

the kiss was messy. his tongue finding its way into your mouth and tangling with yours. small groans slipping from his lips as he kissed you like a starved man.

the kiss was messy with your mouth latching onto his yet you couldnt help how distracted you were by his fingers toying with your cunt. his thumb rubbed at your clit as two of his long, thick fingers drilled into.

and it turns out kissing was proving to be a little difficult with how good his fingers were making you feel.

but even if you werent able to kiss him back properly, he wouldnt hold it against you. he cant hold it against you. hell, he would be lucky if he could even think about anything other then the feel of your tight, warm walls squeezing his fingers and the twitch of his cock at the thought of replacing his fingers with his dick.

''h-hah...you wanna cum baby? you wanna cum, right?'' he spoke in between pants. breathing heavy as he held direct eye contact with you. his eyes heavy with desire.

he smirked smugly when you nodded your head over and over, mumbling out a breathy ''yes''.

''..yeah? of course you do.'' the words left his mouth as his palm came to lay flat against your cunt, slapping it. you yelped and he only snickered at your reaction. ''..dirty, dirty little girl...look how messy you're down here..its beautiful.''

his eyes were fixated on your wetness that made not only a mess on the sheets but also his hand.

without a word he brought his hand to your lips, poking at your bottom lip as he urged you to open your mouth.

''c'mon princess, you know what you have to do...open that pretty little mouth and suck.''

you didnt have to be told twice. already parting your lips open to take his pointer finger into your mouth. you took it in inch my inch, and he didnt rush you. just letting you take your time with it. but by the sight of something so erotic...his not sure how much longer he would last. his already at his limit. and you just had to look up at him like that while he had his fingers in your mouth, sucking them so, so gently as your tongue swirled around the digit. and he wasnt even thinking before shoving another into your mouth. and you welcomed it gladly.

''...d-addy..please f--uck me...'' your voice came out muffled by the fingers that stuffed your mouth. but he heard you nonetheless.

''...damnit.'' he mumbled under his breath, his jaw clenched as he finally deemed he really cant hold back anymore. he needs to fuck you. right. now.

he was quick to slip his fingers out of your mouth just as quick he was with shoving them in. both his hands now gripped your hip in a way that was sure to leave bruises.

his hand slipped down from your hips to your thighs, his strong arms pushing them back to your chest. he leaned over you, bring his mouth to your wrist and ripping of the thin silk ropes. he pulled the ropes off of your wrists with his teeth before spiting it out on the ground.

it wasnt necessary to have you tied. not anymore when his cock alone is going to leave you senseless. not to mention he loved it when you left your scratch marks on his back.

''gonna fuck you hard now baby, hold on tight, kay?''

GOJO SATORU, TOJI FUSHIGURO, GETO SUGURU, shoei barou, reo mikage, JINGO RAICHI, ryusei shido, OLIVER AIKU,MICHEAL KAISER, kei tsukishima, tobio kageyama, TETSURO KUROO, TURO OIKAWA, YUJI TERUSHIMA, ATSUMU MIYA

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theywantedplayer · 5 months

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Only if you’re comfortable, would you be able to do “look at me” and “why would you say that” with Andrei, maybe the reader feels insecure.

If you’re uncomfortable and don’t want to do it don’t stress I totally get it <3

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You loved dating Andrei, he was the love of your life but your relationship definitely had its ups and downs. You were feeling pretty down lately since you and Andrei decided to go public, you knew he had some crazy fangirls but you never expected this many dm’s from people who thought you “weren't good enough for him” or “pretty enough”. There were even some comments on your posts and it's only been a week.

You tried to not let it get to you but sometimes it was hard with the amount of people commenting about you. That's how you ended up crying and sitting on the couch in the living room looking at your phone. You didn't even try to hide the fact that you were crying from your boyfriend when he walked into the living room from the laundry room.

You just looked up at him with a sad look on your face wanting him to comfort you badly

“Andrei” You called for him

He quickly made his way over to you and pulled you into his lap holding you close. He didn't know what had you so upset but he suspected it had something to do with going public. You cried into his neck for what felt like a half and hour not wanting to talk just yet, all Andrei did was hold the back of your head and rub your back till you were ready.

When your cries calmed down , you spoke up with a wobbly voice

“Do you think I'm fat?” you whispered

It was an understatement to say Andrei was shocked that you would say that, he thought you were perfect and he clearly thought he failed at voicing that since you were thinking otherwise.

“Look at me y/n” He told you

You pulled your face out of his neck now sitting in his lap facing him with wet cheeks and reddened eyes

“Baby why would you say that? Hm?” He asked tucking your hair behind your ears

You took a shaky breath before you spoke, scared of voicing your insecurities because what if he agreed

“Ever-” you tried to speak but your voice broke making you groan in frustration

“Its ok, deep breath” He encouraged rubbing your thigh

You took a deep breath before you spoke even though you knew you’d start crying again.

“Ever since we’ve become public my phone has been filled with hate comments” You told him “It's like they know me and know my insecurities so well and im scared your gonna wake up one day and agree”

Andrei was shocked never once had he thought anything like that, you could change your look into anything and he'd still be down bad for you everyday. He frowned as he wiped some stray tears from your face.

“I know I cant stop you from reading those comments but I need you to know I dont think that what so ever, I think your perfect” You tried to tell you “I love you ok so fucking much, I need you to know that” Andrei gave you a soft kiss on the lips trying to ressure you but he doesnt fully know what to say.

“Thank you” You mumbled

“Of course” he smiled

#andrei svechnikov fic #andrei svechnikov x reader #andrei svechnikov smut #nhl fanfiction #nhl x reader #nhl hockey #nhl imagine #nhl angst

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lunetoone · 7 months

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eyes only for me

summary, after you practically flirted infront of him, he has to teach you exactly who makes you feel good and who is in charge of you.

⊰⁠⊹ childe x f!reader

you can't help yourself, youre a extroverted person. whats so wrong with making new friends? to childe its basically cheating. you were only laughing to zhongli because of inside jokes you two often make and the dad jokes he cracks up.

childe scoffs, you've never made inside jokes with him before. all of the dad jokes he makes you reply with blank stares so why are you so friendly with the geo archon? what is possibly so funny that the geo archon is laughing to himself. all he's supposed to do is collect materials and protect his nation. this cant do , childe has to put a stop to this.

"okay i think thats enough chatter for today, letsgo home love" he doesnt give you time to even wish zhongli goodbye, he pulls you home and his grip on you will most definitely leave a mark on you the next morning.

"what's wrong childe? you seem mad?" inside your house you can't help but notice how distressed childe is. you hold out your hand to touch his bicep, his hands crossed staring at you with a stern face he never does unless he's very serious.

"ha.. really? after flirting with zhongli there you think im not mad ?" he runs his hands through his hair a smirk forms. "what? childe we were just talking, plus i dont even see him like that" your eyebrows furrow in confusion, you decide to take a different approach on this and come closer to him your bodies inches away from being clinged together. "childe you know i love you, you're irreplaceable and i would do anything for you.." your doe eyes and fluttering eyelashes makes childe bite his lips slightly, avoiding eyecontact and instead staring at your flushed chest exposed from the revealing clothing youre wearing. "anything?" he asks with the most devious smirk on his face, his eyes trailing everywhere on your body except your eyes. you pause to yourself, realising just how bad of a position you're in.

you smile, "anything."

hear you are, your clothes long thrown to the side. neck and chest full of hickeys and your lips red from kissing, eyes tearing of frustration and your fingers deep into your cunt. "please childe.. cant.. need you" his smirk turns to a smile as he watches your fingers try to please you knowing the only person who can make you cum through fingers is him.

"i told you right? cum with your fingers and only then can you ride me." you whine at the comment he makes, crying even more because you can't reach the spot he never fails to reach with ease. your eyes are closed, only focused on pleasing yourself.. being too focused you loose your pleasure having to start over.

you open your eyes and infront of you is childe stroking his cock lazily as he his eyes are trained on your pussy. the sight makes you wet and with effort you cum with a slight moan of his name. he chuckles when you cum.

"here, come ride me" you immediately sit up and make your way to childe, straddling him, he positions you and slams you down making you moan loudly and grip his shoulders. "shit.. so tight" he throws his head back, hair sticking to his forehead from the sweat "ha..go on move, you want to prove your loyalty to me right?"

you whine and raise yourself only to slam down again with a moan and grunts from childe. the pleasure making your legs shake and your movements slow, your head now in childes neck as your arms hugs him. your cries and moans only heard louder from childe making him even harder than before. his hands grab your ass and grinding you on his dick slowly, "ah.. god you feel so good, only my dick can make you moan- shit- like this right?" youre too drunk on his dick you only whine in agreement.

his hand now moved to your waist as he makes you bounce on his cock, your fucked out face for him to see and your tits bouncing. his fast movements makes you feel waves of pleasure, your head tilting back and mouth agape. "ah god.. can zhongli fuck you like this? make you feel good like this? only i can.."

his name being the only thing on your mind right now, feeling too good you can't think about anything else. "shit im gonna cum, cum with me please ah.."

his pace fasten and one hand now rubbing on your clit making you moan abundant of noise and incoherent blabbers, mostly it being too much and his name.

with a loud moan you came and your body drops to him panting as he continues to ride your orgasm out, with a slam he groans loudly head thrown back and the grip on your waist tightening. you too stay there for a second, his cock deep inside you with his seed. he looks at you and pick you up, laying you down on the bed.

"we're not over just yet, i want the entirety of liyue to hear just how good i make you feel.."

#childe #tartaglia #childe tartagalia #tartagalia genshin impact #genshin impact #childe smut #childe tartaglia ajax #genshin smut #childe genshin impact #childe genshin x reader #childe genshin smut

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cupoftaae · 1 year

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Growing Pains (KTH drabble)

Summary- You and Taehyung discover the struggles of parenthood as you take on the task of raising your 3 month old daughter, Kiyomi.

Warnings- mentions of postpartum struggles and attachment issues

word count- 1.6k

A/N- Hi guys! so after Ladybug got so much love I decided to make a another drabble to continue their storyline, this takes place months after their daughter is born. Hope you enjoy it!

Taehyung woke up to the sounds of crying. He sat up and looked over at his clock, it was 4:32am, and you werent in the bed.

Groaning, he pushed the covers back and began walking down the hall into his daughters room, finding you on the floor with her in your arms.

"Im sorry we woke you, go back to bed" you whisper, noticing the sudden appearance of your husband in the room. "are you guys alright?" he asked, ignoring your previous demand as he walked further in and sat next to you, eyes still sleepy from the abrupt awakening.

You sigh and gently rock the small baby in your arms as she wailed, becoming frustrated yourself. "she wont stop" you exhale, finally looking at taehyung. "maybe shes hungry?" he suggested, moving his hand to wipe away his baby's tears.

"She wont latch...so I dont think she is...I also changed her and put her in a lighter onesie incase she was too hot" you gesture to the new outfit on Kiyomi, of course taehyung smiled at the ladybug printed fabric.

"let me see her" he whispered, gently taking the frail 3 month old out of your arms. "Hi baby, you giving mommy a hard time again?" he kissed all over her face before pulling her against him, her tiny head resting on his shoulder as his hand rubbed her back.

"im so tired" your hands run over the front of your face, knowing you return to work tomorrow afternoon and not only would you be exhausted, you would be missing your baby.

Since Kiyomi was born, youve been home every single day making sure she was taken care of, of course Taehyung has been an excellent help as well, and you probably wouldnt have been able to do this without him, yet at the same time you couldnt express your fears of going back to work after maternity leave....you didnt want to let him down or make him feel like you didnt trust him. It wasnt ever about trust, it was about going hours and hours without being able to make sure your daughter was okay. What happens if she needs mommy? What happens if she starts to cry and he cant differentiate it from a hunger cry, dirty diaper cry, or a tired cry?

"go back to sleep, i'll take care of her" he yawned and stood up, one hand reaching down to help you to your feet.

"I cant sleep" you sigh, walking over to rearrange her crib and the blankets. "cant we just keep her in our room tonight? she can sleep in our bed" you finish.

Taehyung gently rocked her around as he paced the room, the small cries slowing down. "baby I thought we agreed its better for her to be in her own room, she is gonna be too dependant on us.....and why cant you sleep? you just said you were tired-"

"because I have a list of things I need to do Taehyung!" you turn around, "I have to pump because she didnt want to eat, and I need to make sure you have enough milk for tomorrow, plus extra just incase, and then I need to put my work clothes in the washer because I forgot, then dry them, and you know what?" you throw your hands up as you walked over and took your daughter "shes only 3 months old, theres no harm in having her in our bed, who cares! she wont even remember anyways" you scoff and walk out of the room.

You didnt mean to snap on him like that, in fact you felt bad as soon as you left her bedroom. Taehyung is a great dad and an even better husband, but you still found yourself unable to stay calm when the list of things piled on, you didnt know how everything was going to go tomorrow, and you were stressed.

"hey...Im sorry if I said anything to upset you" he whispered as he finally walked into your shared bedroom, his daughter now asleep on the comforter as you sat and tried to pump milk.

sighing, you turn to look at him. "I didnt mean to act like that...you didnt do anything wrong, im just on edge"

He slowly walked over and sat on the bed next to you, careful of the sleeping baby in front of him. "whats going on, sweetheart?"

You didnt respond right away, instead you shrugged and looked down at Kiyomi, feeling those stupid tears resurface to your eyes again. "talk to me angel..." he rubbed your back.

"I dont want to leave her" you spoke in a choked whisper, wiping your cheek quickly. "What do you mean?" he calmly responded.

"Work tomorrow, I dont want to go....I havent been away from her since she was born. Ive had 3 months but im not ready." you take a breath, gathering your thoughts. "I went to the supermarket yesterday to buy dinner by myself, and almost had a panic attack because I realized she wasnt with me"

"my love, its okay to feel like this you know?" he rubbed your back softly, his chest tightening upon hearing your struggles. "sounds like you might be experiencing some separation anxiety,"

"I wanna work from home" you protest, shaking your head. "I cant leave her, and Its not about you not being a good parent- because you are so good, probably better than me" you chuckle lightly, "I just need it for myself....I need to see her. I spent 9 months taking care of her, I knew where she was at all times, and now that shes actually here I get so worried something will happen"

"i know sweetheart, I know" his hand ran through your hair as you spoke, "If you really want to look for a job that allows you to work from home, i'll support you all the way, you know that....but I really think its important to go tomorrow at least, to tell them about whats going on"

You leaned against your husband, glad he was supporting you in such a vulnerable moment. "why cant I just call them tomorrow?" you sniffle

"because I think its good to just go in, the smaller steps you take, even if its just a day, will probably make things easier for you."

"mm....just tomorrow?" you look at him

"Just tomorrow, then you dont ever have to see that place if you dont want to, you can stay home and i'll pamper you both"

You giggled and shook your head, "no, I wanna work....just not outside the house"

"and I support that" he gently lifted your chin so he could kiss you.

You smiled and kissed him back, watching him carefully as you pulled away.

"You are so beautiful, I swear motherhood made you even more attractive than you already were" he grinned

you raised an eyebrow, looking down at yourself before looking at him, "are you kidding me? I have a suction cup attached to my tit right now, and my hair needs to be washed....dont even try to say I look good" you shook your head as you noticed the bottle was full, taking off the pump and pulling your shirt down as you crewed the cap on.

"Ah you dont see yourself how I see you, the fact you go through so much for our baby is what is beautiful to me, and just for the record, you could never shower again and i'd buy all the nose plugs in the world just so I could be near you and call you cute"

"shut uppppp" you whine and lean against the pillow, "thanks though....fatherhood looks good on you"

"now thank you, but we both can tell that its not physically" he laughed and stood, putting his hands on his belly. "sympathy weight" he patted his stomach, making you laugh.

"Hey, I didnt do that to you!" you retort

"Yes! you insisted that I eat with you every time you had a craving, and what did I do?"

"ate with me" you smile

"yeah, except you were eating and it went to the baby" he chuckled, "mine went to my stomach area"

"hey I think dad bods are sexy" you nudge him

he rolled his eyes jokingly and wrapped you in his embrace, both of you looking down at your finally sleeping daughter.

"next kid, you deal with those cravings alone" he teased, hand gently squeezing you closer.

You smiled brightly at his words, you couldnt handle another child right now, especially with your current mental state, but you knew in the next 3 years you would enjoy having a second baby.

"thats not gonna be for a while bubs, relax" you patted his thigh

"what if she gets lonely" he looks at you

"are you serious" you laugh, squishing his face "shes 3 months, plus she has us, and tannie. I promise she will be well entertained until we have another kid"

He huffed and slouched down, making you giggle.

He sat up and grabbed his phone, turning the video on as he began filming his sleeping baby. "I havent recorded anything in a bit, well thats a lie, I recorded her yesterday when I was playing airplane and she ended up puking on me"

Your giggles are heard off camera before he faces it towards you "Oh its funny huh?"

"shh, youre gonna wake her" you quickly cover the camera to hide yourself before he continues to ramble on about your baby. He's been doing this since that day you both found out you were expecting Kiyomi, and it still warms your heart to see a man so in love with his creation of life.

He was your rock, and she was your ladybug, and perhaps you would be okay after all.

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pleasetiemyshoelaces · 1 month

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It will only ever be abuser logic for Lily to believe that it’s everybody else AROUND her that’s always been the problem, and never she herself.

its a mix of that and what was sold to her as a kid growing up.

Like yea lily is responsible for who she is today But it didnt help matters that the adults around her were saying all the same things.

Nothing ever WAS her fault, not if you asked our dad, or our mom, or the doctors, or the social workers. It was always "well she has xyz diagnosis so....."

thats why she clings so heavily to that kind of thinking now, its what she was taught growing up.

I was held responsible for my actions as a kid. If i did something wrong i was lectured for hours on end. And i got lectured A LOT. I was the "good kid" but thats COMPARED to lily. I still talked back to my parents all the time, called their bluff, didnt treat them as my parents other than on a surface level that we all knew was pretend.

I still skipped school, id just soften the blow of the lecture by cleaning the entire house while i was home alone. And its not like my grades suffered when i skipped school, i was a good student and had solid marks until my last year.

Hells i had a whole incident where my father searched around the trailer park for me in his car because the school called him and told him i had skipped ( i called in sick for myself it was SO OBVIOUS ) I hid in and cut through backyards to keep out of his sight while i watched him search for me.

Till I had my fill of the excitement of evading someone searching for you and walked the main road home so he could find me easy

i got screamed at that night. i also cry at the drop of a hat, its not something i like its actually really frustrating but its not something i can control. Any emotion extreme enough will activate my tear ducts. So id cry when i got lectured, wouldnt make a show of it would just keep my head down and try to hold the tears back

"stop crying or ill give you something to cry about" was something i heard OFTEN, from the man who used to hit me as a "game"

I got called a whore by my mother when i was 16 because i spent the day and evening with my at the time boyfriend (we dated for a hot minute in highschool i dont actually count it as a relationship) cuz he had a car, i MUST have been taking my pants off

didnt matter that i had a cell phone, was answering her texts AND calls while i was with him all day. Didnt matter that i had told her where id be and called her an hour before dinner to tell her i wouldnt be home for dinner because Wesley was taking me out.

"You were off doing gods knows what with that guy in his car" is what i got when i walked in the door

"Sorry mom, i may be your daughter but that doesnt mean im the whore you were. I dont open my legs for a car door" was my response

(Courtney thats mean) yea well dont slut shame your daughter after you told her you fucked dudes in parks without knowing their names

All because i went to dinner with my bf, after working all weekend and before i had to go back to school the next day

i always had to weigh the consequences of my actions against the outcome before doing them, because i was always going be lectured at the end of it. Even if i did the right thing it wasnt "right enough"

but Lily? oh well its not her fault you see, its the diagnosis whether shes threatening you with a knife or failing english class molesting you in your sleep or struggling with social cues

#courtney orchard #courtney peet #lily orchard #lily peet

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rfaromance · 1 year

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thinking about saeyoung at the apartment ordering two tons of takeout and being like "you need to eat dont worry about me im FINE its FINE" while trying to pretend he doesn't care, and MC who's a decent cook being like "hell no we both need REAL food" and cooking something for them both and refusing to eat until she sees saeyoung eat first ("i made this for you so you BETTER eat it or I WILL cry.") imagining saeyoung doing everything he can not to cry bc when was the last time he had a hot home cooked meal?? i know vandy makes him food sometimes but this is different. MC made this for him. as soon as he's finished she hands him seconds bc this boy needs to EAT. he doesn't know how to process this

"Here."

Luciel looked up from the table in disbelief as MC slid another serving of crispy pancakes onto his plate. "I've eaten enough."

"You scarfed the first batch of pajeon down as if you haven't eaten in days," MC retorted. "You can say what you want with your words, but your actions show that you're lying." A soft grumble hit both of their ears, and Luciel turned his burning red cheeks away as MC narrowed their eyes at him. "And your stomach is giving you away, too."

Luciel didn't turn back even as the scent of oil and herbs tickled his nose, forcing him to swallow hard as his mouth began to water. "I bought enough food to last me a while," he muttered. "Pizza. Fried chicken. Tacos. I got a variety so that--"

"That's not going to satisfy your body's needs for vitamins!" MC snapped. Seemingly surprised by their own outburst, MC quickly clapped their free hand over their mouth. Luciel didn't need to look to know that their face must have been bright red in frustration and embarrassment. Maybe even regret.

Why should anyone regret being harsh with scum like him?

"... so that you would have options and not get bored," he finished at last, his voice barely above a whisper. They'd both be better off if MC didn't hear those words, the only honest words he'd spoken in days.

MC sighed and slid into the chair across the table from him. "Sev-- Luciel," they began cautiously. "You know you can't live off chips, soda, and fast food."

He snorted. "I've lived off worse and less."

Maybe he was too dismissive. MC was clearly concerned about him and only being so stubborn because he wouldn't take care of himself otherwise.

He was used to scraping by. He didn't need to be cared for. He didn't need that comfort...

He needed it, but he couldn't let himself have it, knowing that Saeran was far more miserable than he ever could have imagined. Why did Luciel deserve someone who cared about him? He would live threadbare and on stale bread if that meant Saeran could smile, could laugh, could stare at the clouds, could... could eat a homemade meal cooked with love.

"Aren't you going to eat?" He gruffed at last, turning back towards the table without making eye contact with MC. "You promised you'd eat if I did."

"I will. But first..." MC poked absent-mindedly at their plate with a fork. "Did you like it? It's not my usual pajeon recipe, but..." They chuckled half-heartedly, a sound that was bittersweet in its mixture of warmth and shame. "I thought adding more potato would appeal to you, since you love those chips... and I made the dipping sauce with extra honey for that reason, too...."

They sat in silence for a moment, as they both absorbed the meaning of those words. MC confessed that they cooked these pajeon with him in mind. Luciel had to accept that MC prepared a dish that would not only appeal to his tastebuds, but also sneak in some eggs and vegetables for his health.

"They're delicious," he murmured. "The best I've ever eaten."

He dared to sneak a glance at MC, who was shuffling uncomfortably in their seat. No, not uncomfortably. Perhaps... in anticipation? Did his praise make them feel relieved or anxious? "Promise?"

"I... don't like making promises," he replied. His promises usually ended up cursed to be broken. "But I mean it."

"Then..." More shuffling. Did he say something wrong? He couldn't afford to be too nice, lest MC get attached to him. "Would you... feed me a bite, so I can see just how tasty they are?"

But as his freckled face burst into flustered flames, he knew that he was too late to prevent that.

#saeyoung choi #luciel choi #707 #mystic messenger #Mysmes #Mysme #Mm #707 x mc #Gn!mc #Thanks for the ask!#Anon #I like to use the name Luciel during the apartment time to distinguish his playful 707 persona and his true self Saeyoung when he opens up

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herwritingartcowboy · 1 year

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Hey pookie sense u want ideas heres one!!!

submissive&breedable!ranpo who gets punished after reader catches them flirtong eith someone else for like candy or sumn idfk, and punishes him by tying him to the bed post and force his legs wide open so he has no choice but to take it, and reader could be GN with a strap/actual dick, whichever u prefer to write is fine, anywho while hes begging to cum while tears POUR down his face, reader lets him, BUT reader overstimulates him to the point that hes a braindead whore and cums at every little touch.

But if you dont write Ranpo smut u could mske a angsty one!!

Ranpo spends to much time eith this chcik who reader HATES, but ranpo doesnt care cause its his friend. Eventually reader walks in and finds them kissing in the kitchen or bedroom, and then reader kicks the chick out, AND HERES EHERE U GWT TO DECIDE!!

Option A: After the girl left, Reader starts to pack their bags and ranpo begs them not to leave, getting on his hands and knees infront of the door

1) reader forgives and forgets

2) reader still leaves LOL

option B: Reader tells ranpo to pack his shit and LEAVE LMFAOOOOO sorry anywho Ranpo is like whining that he doesn't wanna go and he wasn't actually kissing her or sumn

1) reader still forces ranpo to leave, in which, he does, but of course after some (alot) of crying

2) reader tels rsnpo to gtfo, but he doesn't listen and clings to reader all day long while saying "im sorry" ovrr snd over sgain

Or u could do both 😜

A/n: Thank You For these request. Here is the smut I will put the angst later.

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogd

Character(s): Ranpo

Warning(s): Smut, Bonged, Sub Male, Dom Reader, Overstimulation,

Readers Gender: Gn

All Ranpo wanted was your attention. You have been out doing nothing but cases leaving poor him bored all day. So he did what he had to do and that was get up and comfortable with Poe, little to comfortable for your taste.

It was during another one of parties everyone threw and seeing enough of the flirting you took your boyfriends hand as you excused the both of you.

You two got home as without a second you were shoving your tongue down his throat as you both made your way to the bedroom.

"Strip", was all you said and that made him half naked sitting at the edge of the bed rubbing his thighs together. "You think that rubbing your thigs together would make me forget what you did", you said lifting Ranpos chin up making him look into your eyes. "Now lay down nice and comfortable", with that ranpo laid down smirking to himself not knowing on what is to come.

Ranpos hands are tied to the bed post with his legs over your shoulders as you thrust slowly into his whole. Tears came from his eyes as he feels sexualy frustrated. "What's with the tears baby", you whispered smirking down at the trembling body of Ranpo. "P-please move faster" "After what you did, Nah". You brought your hand down rubbing the head of Ranpos cock making he scream out as this wasn't enough for him. "P-please-I missed you" "Is that why you thought flirting would be a good option" "I-won't do it again-promise" "Promise" "Promise".

You leaned down pressing a kiss to his lip, "Well i'll give you what you want. I'm going to fill you up with me cum, so filled up to where you can even bare my children".

Your thrusting became faster making Ranpo moan out your name. You only got faster as you really did want to leave Ranpo filled with something else that is sweet. You knew Ranpo was close as he squealed out letting you know he is close and with a few more thrust he came but that only made you go faster and now Ranpo was crying from feeling to much.

"B-baby-please it hurts" "Dont worry-fuck- i'mma cum so hope your ready". With that your thrusting was making Ranpo more weak as he can only slur out his words. Once you felt you were about to cum again you leaned down kissing your boyfriend as you cum filled up Ranpo.

You both are left panting sweaty body together as you held your sweetheart. "Ranpo I promise i will take a week off just for the both of us, are you okay with that", it took Ranpo a few minutes before he smiled at you "All I want is for you to be with me" "And I will".

Bonus-

A knock came from your door as you opened it to see Atsushi. "Hey WereTiger, What's up?" "Well there were left over sweets so I thought you and mostly Ranpo would like some" "Well thank you young man i'll see you next week" "Next week?". Before anything you closed the door walking back to your shared seeing Ranpo rub at his eyes. "Who was that?" "Atsushi but don't worry he just brought sweets to share" "Well that's amazing, hurry I want them already".

#bsd imagines #bsd smut #boungo stray dogs smut #bsd ranpo x reader #bsd edogawa ranpo x reader #ranpo smut #edogawa ranpo x reader #sub male x dom reader #dom!reader #sub!ranpo #sub ranpo

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streaminn · 8 months

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Hey, I hope you're feeling alright and getting enough rest. So I randomly remembered the resigned Enid au while I was listening to Tired by Kelly Price, and by god, it suits the au except for certain lyrics. The lyrics that I feel best match it are

"I'm tired of the way he treats me

Tired of the guilty feelings

I'm tired of the games and lies

I'm tired of praying that it works

I'm tired of crying

And oh I'm so tired of taking it

I'm tired of being wronged and doing right

Said I'm tired of keeping peace and tired of fighting

Tired of letting go, then holding on"

This just encapsulates how enid is tired of wednesday not really showing an interest in her except when she needs something from her. I think the person who came up with the au said that after everything is resolved wednesday retreats back into being cold and/or uninterested in enid and only cares about her own interests. Then she doesn't realize that enid herself has stopped putting an effort into getting her attention which I think would only cement in Enid's head that giving up was a good idea. What kind of person doesn't realize for weeks that their friend is pulling away right? Like yeah wednesday isn't good with emotions and social cues but it's not exactly hard to see when someone like Enid is pulling away.

Enid is tired of having to fight or nearly die to get Wednesday's attention. She's tired of wednesday pushing her away and hurting her feelings. She gets that enough from her family so why would she want that from someone who is supposed to be her best friend? She deserves better than some half assed apologies from someone who has lied and manipulated her before (Gates mansion). She's tired and doesn't want to fight so she doesn't say anything. Doesn't leave. Doesn't really mention her decision to anyone. Just goes on with her life same as before wednesday came barreling in her life. Of course, she'll still be friendly and respectful but gone are the days in which enid tried her best to be more than an acquaintance. She knows the nightshades and Eugene will notice and hopes no one questions her. She just wonders if she's made any difference at all in Wednesday's life. She wonders if wednesday will even notice that something is different.

dude ;-; you don't gotta tear my heart like this

its probably post break up too, after the fight and enid leaves. If we end up making this a thing, i'd probably have the au be set where season one takes over a whole semester instead of half so we have that good ol awkward tension and slow days so wednesday gets extra frustrated over the lack of danger happening constantly

now as for Enid staying in yoko's dorm.. i dont think she could stay for that long, aware that even when her vampire bestie says otherwise, she can't just runaway from her fears over and over again.

Where in canon, she makes every attempt to come back to the dorm just to somehow meet wednesday, Enid simply simmers and she thinks

Then she makes her decision and she accepts that this is what it is and so starts her distancing arc

#au thoughts #song thoughts

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qumiiiquinnquin · 4 months

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im scared to tell my psychiatrist i tried to end myself twice within a month (sep-oct). i dont know why i am. i have to call the office myself since im an adult now, but im really scared making phonecalls. i have to do it because its been since april that ive seen my psychiatrist but i have to do it. i dont know when ill do it, im too scared. that fear frustrates my family a lot. i feel like im already a failure of an adult and will continue to be like that forever.

today was mostly good, just uneventful until this evening. but now im feeling depressed and i want to cry until i cant anymore, but i cant cry, so i just feel bad. i dont feel tired so i dont want to sleep, but its almost midnight so i should soon. im feeling stressed out about needing to call the psychiatrist's office, so i dont feel like i can relax at all.

ive just been feeling bad a lot lately but thats not new, i say think that to myself every other week or so. whats making me sad the most right now is hating my art. i dont have any confidence in my art but i want to get better, but i dont think i ever will. i will always have mediocre talent, no matter how hard i try. i keep thinking about burning my physical art and either deleting my digital art or just even destroying my laptop, though the latter is very excessive, but i still think about it every now and then out of frustration. i want to give up but i really dont know what else id do, ive always drawn since i was very little, its always made me happy. i really want to not care how upset stopping would make people, including myself, but if i dont stop out of just purely giving up, i probably will stop because i k!lled myself.

every day is feeling the same, it even felt that way when classes were still going. i got so used to the schedule that i got used to the systematic cycle. i partially dont want classes to start again because of that, its boring and the amount of work is stressful, im just going to go back to breaking down and nearly attempting from stress and lack of confidence that i can really do this, that i can really power through and get the degree i want. i keep getting told im smart and always work hard, but that really doesnt mean anything now. being and doing those things doesnt suddenly mean that because of those things, ill survive the stress. it only actually makes it worse, like im ridiculous for feeling the pressure and have the mental health collapses that i do because of college, that im not trying hard enough and am lazy.

for some reason the desire for love has been on my mind and i dont know why, youve seen the pathetic longing things i say about romance. right now i feel like i am missing out and am a failure by societal standards for not even have dated in my life, and i still dont have a partner at 18 years old. i feel extremely lonely to the point that seeing other couples makes me depressed, which is probably selfish of me. i feel like and believe now that i will always be alone. i know i am not beautiful to anyone, i know i am not funny, i am not interesting, im a pain in the ass, im too much to deal with and am just unlovable in general. i hate feeling this way, i never cared about romance or relationships and have always been repulsed at the idea of me ever being loved romantically or being in a relationship. i feel stupid. i feel like a jerk. i feel like i deserve to be alone forever, and i really do. or maybe, just end myself, if im so unlovable in every way, then why not just weed myself out? whoever takes my place will be much more worth it than i ever could be. its so stupid thinking about myself d*ing from a broken heart. "just grow up, sad excuse of a grown adult." (in quotes because its a direct thought to myself towards myself, nobody else)

i really doubt everything will get better, ive felt this same exact way for 3 years now. sad, burntout, stressed, like im nothing but a problem for my family, a burden and waste of time to be around or talk to or care about. i did attempt once in 2021 but failed, obviously im still alive. i really want to try again. im really scared of pain, so im trying to find the quickest way or the least painful option. if i just call, i can get different meds or a different dosage and i wont feel this terrible. im so childish for an adult to be unable to make a fucking phonecall. i feel like next year might be it, im not sure why i get that feeling, but i dont have any reason to keep going. im not looking forward to anything. nothing is really that fun or exciting, i just try to distract myself. i know im not wanted, and im too difficult for my family.

its now a half hour after midnight because im incapable of shutting the fuck up. i might just lay down and watch youtube or cry myself to sleep, whichever happens first

#vent #tw sui ideation #tw sui vent #tw sui attempt #long post #well this escalated fast #i am useless and pathetic. i am going to remain this way forever. the only way out is to just disappear i think. im tired of being alive

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nuclevi · 2 years

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yellow is the right color for you. [k. ryouta]

sypnosis: you bestfriend is tired of watching you forgive your shit bf again and again. he should get a chance too, right?

warnings: hurt/comfort, includes some aomine x reader, he is a shit bf, mentions of a kpop group, crying, veryyy slight suggestive themes

w. count: 742

notes: i had noted this idea months ago and it came up in my mind again so i finished this in like 1 hour and i kinda like it

He finds you on the hill. Crying, again.

Kise knew exactly where to find you after you ignored all of his 6 missed calls, 3 voice notes and 12 texts in the past hour alone. He also has a hunch on why you’re sobbing softly to yourself. With slow footsteps, quick breaths and a part of his heart breaking while listening to you cry, he slowly lowers himself beside you.

You don’t turn. You don’t pause your cries. You know exactly who it is and so you only break down harder. “Fuck. Come here,” warm arms enclose your trembling body and bring your head close to his soft chest. “It’s him again, isn’t he?” Kise doesn’t know if he feels anger, sadness or frustration when you nod your head and confirm his suspicions. It’s always been like this since the start of your and aomine’s relationship. He fucks up, you cry. He gives a shitty apology, you comply. Except it never ended there, and this cycle continued.

You didn’t know why you couldn’t leave him after all these months. Aomine was the dream of your life when you befriended him in college. After that, it just turned to a nightmare.Was it you? Maybe you weren’t doing good enough. You just didn’t make him happy enough. Maybe you’re clingy. Maybe you- “You’re the most marvelous person i’ve ever met. And I don't think anyone could replace that feeling.” You don’t even have to tell Kise how you feel. He just knows.

Maybe it was just attachment. Maybe, Aomine will change. For me. He would, right? “Aomine will not change, [name]. He’s never going to. Enough is enough.” You stare into yellow eyes as the night wind ruffles his blonde hair. Kise has your face in his hands. And you realize no one has ever held you as gently as him before.

In any other scenario, this would’ve been a shot straight from a romance novel. Right now, your swollen eyes and Kise’s worrisome face ruins it all. His heart beats so loudly that he is afraid you might hear it, being so close. A frustrated part of him wants to stand up straight and bawl his eyes out on how much he loves you and you are blinded over blue hues to see it. Blue is not the right color for you. Yellow is. Another part of him wants to drag Aomine up through this very hill and bury him 6 ft deep. How could he make you cry like this?

How could you let a man like him make you cry like this?

Kise is tired of waiting and watching from the sidelines now. He wants to tell you how happy you make him. How he’s been head over heels for you ever since you bumped into him on this very hill and stepped on his toe. [his toe suffered swelling and redness that day but he won’t to tell you that.] How much he loves when you wear that blue cardigan in winters and he wishes winters never leave just so he could see you in that one piece of clothing forever. Even if it means he suffers from cold and sinus.

“Stop forgiving him. I need a chance too.”

“Huh?”

Now he can’t hold back. His lips meet yours in a quick and feeling manner. Its all very new to you. You had never seen him as more than a friend before. But this day changed it all. And you notice how soft his lips are. How smooth his skin looks. How pretty his hands look on top of yours. How kissable his neck seems. The first two buttons of the shirt he’s wearing are undone and you can see his chest-

“Are you listening? Leave him, [name]. Dont let him hold so much power over you. And i am here. I have always been and I always will be. I’ll be the romance novel boyfriend you want. I’ll even get us the concert tickets of that hyping group you like. I'm sure that broke ass aomine couldn’t buy it for you, right?” You chuckle and nod. And Kise’s heart never beat so loudly before. “It’s called enhypen, you idiot.” He makes a note in his mind to make mistakes like this often so you could laugh more.

“So, is that a yes?” This time you press your lips against his, hoping to confirm all your thoughts from before.

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kuhreem · 6 months

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i took this photo at a pro palestine demonstration a few weeks ago and have been thinking about it since

i took this photo at a pro palestine demonstration a few weeks ago i have been thinking about it since. i dont really understand why the white christian protestor joining in prayer with all of the muslim protestors effected me so much, but it did. its so easy to fall into a hole of grief and depression, and a lot of times it feels like its almost easier to just keep it to yourself and keep it pushing. im not gonna lie im fucked up after these past few weeks, all of the death and pain ive been seeing will never leave my mind. i cry at least once a day, i feel physically sick, every single day, and im constantly feeling like im not doing enough — and its tough to voice that feeling, even now i feel weird sharing about how weird the genocide in gaza has been making me feel because i have the luxury of doing so from my apartment in boston, so far removed from any of the very real danger palestinians in gaza (and the west bank) are living in right now. showing up at protests, donating, boycotting, and lending my voice, my (small) platform, and privilege to those who dont have the same resources feels like the least i can do, but it also feels like the most which is so frustrating. i wish i could force people to listen to reason but unfortunately thats not how the world works, and when your dms and timelines are being flooded with extremely hateful and dangerous rhetoric its easy to forget how many people are standing with you and standing for palestine. seeing this protestor that looked nothing like me reminded me of that, and made me feel less like all of my efforts were just screams into an echo chamber filled with people who could be my cousins. it proved to me that we have been making an impact, and that was enough to make me feel really good.

for any non/arab readers: i think its especially important when you all speak up and show up to protests and demonstrations because it proves to world leaders that this is a global issue, and that the entire world is watching. not to say that you should speak on things you arent educated about (you shouldnt), but for those of you that have been considering getting more involved but are nervous or unsure of what your impact might be, know that it is very large.

to any white readers specifically, i want to point out and make sure you all understand just how powerful your voices are in particular. i dont mean to be that guy that always talks about white privilege but you are seen as a voice of reason in this country (the us), and around the world. your opponents arent as quick to label you as a terrorist, or whatever other racist shit they can come up with, so i urge (beg) you to take advantage of that!!

#palestine #photo #thoughts

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quodekash · 11 months

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EPISODE 2 BAD BUDDY OS2 LETS GOOOOO im so freaking excited holy hell

i still cant believe that patpran and earthmix are going to INTERACT WITH EACH OTHER??? AND EXIST IN THE SAME SPACE???? HOLY HELLLLLL

wait hang on

will we get longtae?? pls give us longtae i need to see my boy

WAIT hang on how does this work. how do bad buddy and 1000stars exist in the same space if drake plays korn and also rang. i need to make some kind of murder board of the connections between shows holy hell

tut tut, phu, you need to take care of yourself for goodness sake

pran is too autistic for this, he doesnt know how to Social Situation and communicate what he was actually trying to say and now they think he wants to be a teacher

also im gonna slide past the phutian relationship problems bc i dont want to think about it. my dads are not getting a divorce, and thats final

hang on. there’s new kids now??? where the hell did they come from?

tian’s teacher frustration is so real

autism

HEY

LOOK AT THAT

ACTUAL REPRESENTATION OF SOME KIND

THATS AWESOME

I KNEW HE WASNT NEUROTYPICAL

FJEHSBGKVJREB

i know ocd is an anxiety disorder but there’s a lot of overlapping symptoms and apparently autistic people are more likely to experience ocd

and even if its just ocd, im still allowed to hc him as autistic

but either way HELL YEAH REPRESENTATION AND ITS CANONICAL AND ITS NOT JUST IN HIS HABITS ITS AN ACTUAL CANONICAL DIAGNOSIS GJERBDHBDRT

MY BOY!

(definitely didnt completely forget about him)

his gaydar is going off so much he can smell it (i made the screenshot too big and now phupha in the foreground is making me laugh so hard omg- i swear its the funniest thing ever. im probably tired. its 1:30am)

THE LOOKS PATPRAN GAVE EACH OTHER WHILE PHUTIAN WERE INTERACTING- THE GAYDARS THE GAYDARS

(yes, i know they already know about phutian bc of tian’s online diary thingy, but it still counts)

i wanna read this diary so bad but i cant read thai. and also idk where i would find it. its probably online somewhere. it might be a merch thing. who knows man

GEHRKDBGV THE FLASHBACKS WHILE HES READING

IM CRYING

“why would a good guy come to watch me take a shower?” THE LOOKS PATPRAN JUST GAVE EACH OTHER- OMG I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

THE LOOKS THROUGHOUT THIS WHOLE EXCHANGE

ITS SO FUNNY

I LOVE THIS

iconic

i love everything about this so so so much

the amount of joy that just this one image brings me? help

ive been wondering why they keep making those movies

wait hang on

guys i think we might actually be onto something

on another but related note: what do you guys spend 25 minutes doing at 2 in the morning when you should be sleeping? cos apparently i make beautiful atrocities like that.

anyway.

theyre like little kids, “he liked me first” “NO HE LIKED ME FIRST”

this is starting to sound very familiar

pran screaming at the waterfall reminds me of patpran screaming off the top of the hill at the beach

THEY ARE PLAYING IN THE WATERRRR I LOVE THEMMMMMM

“i think they kissed” “agreed” “they certainly did” “i agree” okay they didnt but they absolutely should have and we all wanted them to

they so in loveeee i love themmmmm

IM SCREAMING AS QUIETLY AS I POSSIBLY CAN, HOLY HELL THE FREAKING PARALLELS

hah, you bloody americans, they probably had to google what 18ºC is in fahrenheit, but i, a superior australian, know that that is... warmer than it has been recently. its currently 13º. its really weird, im not used to it getting this cold, even in winter, and winter only technically started two days ago. anyway, enough about abnormal australian weather, back to patpran

i love them so much

pat, i-

HELL YES

OISHIIIII

FINALLY

the kid demanding payment through sips of oishi tea? thats my kinda style

id adopt that kid if i had to.

i hate kids

but ice tea? it bonds people.

lucky kid

i rly like this karaoke idea, i was wondering how they were gonna incorporate the ost but i guess pat’s gonna sing it

P’AUUUU

I THOUGHT I RECOGNISED HIM IN THE BACKGROUND EARLIER AND I WAS RIGHT

HELLO P’AU HOW ARE YOU

“actually, my boyfriend and i also fought about who fell for the other first. but in the end, it isnt important. what matters more is that we love each other” AWWWWBHFGHBR

OH

ITS THE SONG

ITS THAT SONG

GEIURHGUKERJBGHJK

YAYYYY PHUTIAN ARE SNUGGLINGGGG

IM SMILING SO HARD ITS DIFFICULT TO SEE

i love him

THE SIGNATURE FISTBUMP RJDGBJR

i love them

NOOOOO THEY STILL HAVENT MADE UP, GOSH FREAKING DARNNIT

ooooo phu vs pat drinking challenge, this’ll be fun

i really like how the young ones are giving advice to the older ones for a change, its very nice. and also just goes to show how powerful patpran are

omg this kid is everywhere, i love him

the pure RELIEF when they both see that they are, in fact, wearing pants.

BRO THAT WAS STRESSFUL

PRAN NEARLY DIED

its so funny to me how intense the music is rn

OF FREAKING COURSE

well at least we know that means we’ll get more patpran next week, we dont have to say goodbye to them today

anyway that was wonderful, its 3am and i feel fine currently, cant wait to feel like a dead banana peel tomorrow, goodnight folks, see you next time!

#quodekash watches our skyy 2 despite desperately needing to sleep #our skyy 2 #our skyy x bad buddy #our skyy x a tale of thousand stars #our skyy x bad buddy x a tale of thousand stars #os2 #bad buddy series #bad buddy the series #atots #1000stars #a tale of thousand stars #patpran #ohmnanon #phutian #earthmix #ohm pawat #nanon korapat #earth pirapat #mix sahaphap

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iheartchv · 2 years

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I just noticed that your requests are marked as open, so I thought I would send one in 🥰

Could I please ask for a one-shot with Bay Raph and female reader? Could be fluff or even a little NSFW if it’s appropriate. Something along the lines of the best friends to lovers trope. However you want to do it, I know it’ll be wonderful! ♥️😘

Sure, lets see if I can make this sweet and spicy 😏😁 hope this is alright

STRAWBERRY KISSES:

BAY RAPH x F!READER

NSFW below the cut. Everyone is 18+

"This is driving me crazy! I can't keep pretending there isn't something between us. I'm going to tell him/her"

All week long, your boss had been yelling at you for something one of your coworkers did or didn't do. It wasnt your job to watch over everyone else to make sure they were doing their job. You had enough on your plate; you didnt need that. You wouldve snapped if you werent afraid of losing your job. You had enough! You had enough! Life was just treating you not so kindly this time around.

As soon as you got in your car to head home, before starting the ignition, tears just fell down your face with sobs coming out in frustrated crys and grunts. You leaned your forehead against the steering wheel and just let all the shoulder shaking cries go. In the back of your mind, you thought of Raphael... the big, burly, red bandana wearing mutant turtle.

You just wanted to be let his strong arms shield you from the world. He's helped you with your bad days before, and you always felt better afterward. And the banter between the two of you started to become... flirty, so much so that you've let your mind wander in the most arousing places imagining Raph doing those things. He even managed to get into your dreams. You hated to admit it, but you were falling in love with your best friend...

You had to tell him, but not today... there was too much going on right now...

You parked your car and gathered your things to open your door. Your face mustve been a mess but you were going inside to wash the smudged makeup, anyway. Its not like you were expecting company. You entered your apartment and just dropped everything at the door.

"Finally, I feel like I can breath."

You walked into the living room to go into the kitchen but you stopped when you saw Raph, leaning onto the kitchen doorway frame with his arms crossed. You gasped in surprise, and you perked up when you saw him. Your heart raced. "Raph..."

"Hey, Y/n, I... wanted to do something for you because I know how crappy it is at work.. and I..." He had a boquet of roses sitting on your coffee table.

He looked up at you fully and uncurled his arms from across his chest, hurrying toward you. "Hey. What's up? Did something happen?" he asked with concern in his voice. He was getting riled up. "I'm gonna pumble-"

"No, no, it's okay, Raph. I'm fine."

"You dont look fine to me."

"Really, it's fine." You tried to go around him to get into the kitchen. He moved in front of your pathway.

"At least let me show you what I got ya." He had bought chocolate covered strawberries. You played along with his game and hand feed him strawberries, while he teased you when trying to feed you one. When it was his turn he dropped one to steal a kiss from you. You got flustered that you backed away from him.

It was silent for a moment. "Why do you do that when someone's trying to do something nice for you?" His hands rested on your shoulders. You'd been doing that recently.

You wriggled to get out of his grip. "I'm just not in the mood right now." You just wanted to go to your room and sleep the day away. Plus you wanted to keep yourself from throwing yourself at him and kiss him.

"Are you so blind to someone who's trying to tell you that they like ya?"

You looked up at him. "W-what did you say?" Was he saying...?

"I...." he sighed. "Ya drive me crazy." He pressed a kiss onto your lips. Your frantic heart beats coursed hot blood through your veins, you could feel your cheeks burning. When his lips parted, heavy breathing was the only sound between you two.

"Sorry, this is so awkward-"

You grabbed the tails of his bandana to pull him down to your level. Your mouth started kissing him, your body going on autopilot. Screw it! You wanted him, and now you knew that he felt the same toward you.

"I like you, too, Raph. I guess I've liked you all along."

He smirked at you, picked you up, and kissed you back with such passion you felt your toes curl. His hands tangled into your hair, angling your head to kiss you deeper. The makeout session started to get heated. Hands ran all over bodies, exploring and searching. Besides to catch your breath, your lips stayed locked, intertwined.

His moans made you shiver and moan back. Raph's touch sent your skin on fire, even through your clothes. Your mind grew hazy with desire. You showed him how much you wanted this, wanted him.

"Raphael..."

Your arms snaked behind his thick neck, and his hands went down to hold your hips. Flames burned in your lower stomach and further down. His beak nestled in your neck, inhaling your scent. He felt you shiver and moan. "Say it again, babe."

"Raphael~"

Raph adjusted you both to where he was against the wall and you straddled his lap by crossing your ankles around his waist. He moved you back and forth, grinding yourself into his hips and the hardening bulge in his shorts.

"Ohhhhh~ Raphael~ Raphael~" you breathed out.

"Keep saying my name, sweetheart. Let me make ya feel so good, you wont want to get out of bed this weekend." he growled, promising you a night you wont forget.

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I will die for you, I will kill for you

Mobbucky x y/n

warnings: slightly mentions of abuse, slight hitting and punching, lots of yelling and crying. no smut :( sorry but I just had this idea🤓

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"He's what?" bucky looks up to sam. sam his right handed man tells him that rumlow is trying to get bucks most prized possession. you.

"I know but dont worry-" sam tries to calm him down from the look of him gripping his whiskey making his knuckles white.

"pack her stuff.." he rubs his face looking away from sam to his window. sam stays stiff from his words.

"what?" sams eyebrow raises. he shakes his head to the most powerful boss in New York.

"what are you talking about buck-" he gets cut off by bucky throwing his whiskey against the wall.

"get her shit and!-" bucky stops from a door slamming. he looks at sam wide eyed. oh no.

"please tell me she's not here.." bucky whispers to sam who has a face a guilt.

"fucking shit sam" he gets up and strides to his and yours room. once he gets to the door he hears stuff slamming.

"doll?" he tries to open the door but it's locked.

"open the door doll please" he shakes the knob. still nothing. he hears you sniffling.

"sam get me the spare key now" he says sternly. sam nods and goes off.

"baby. y/n. please open this door" resting his head on the door. he should've made sure you weren't here. sam runs to him with the key. he opens it to find everything messed up. drawers open. clothes on the floor. but most importantly you. you crying behind the bed putting clothes in a suit case.

"doll stop it" he clenches his jaw. you shake your head getting up and grabbing more clothes. he gets in front of you.

"m'please move" you cry with your head down. he tries to hug you. you step back shaking your head.

"n-no no no" coldly you hit his hand. he steps closer to you.

"stop it james..stop it" you step back from him. his jaw clenching. he doesn't stop causing you to meet his cheek with your hand. he stops. head away from you. your tears flowing down your cheeks.

"I said stop it" you push him. he barely stumbles back. he looks at you eyes red tired from staying up these past few days. ignoring you. making you stay at home.

"what is wrong with you?!" you shout loud enough for sam and his men to hear downstairs. you punch his hard chest. everything you can do for him to feel your pain and frustration from these days. he doesn't even stop you.

"why have you've been acting like this? why! why!" yelling until you come to a stop and cry on his chest. he wraps his arms around you. holding you close to him.

"m'sorry doll.." he kisses your forehead. shaking your head once again, not understanding him.

"what's going on?" you ask him quietly. his eyes meet yours. somethings up. his mouth opens but something stops him. he doesn't want you scared. you stiffen against him. wondering if he's..cheated.

"did you..cheat?" tears rush to your eyes. pushing away from him.

"no doll never" he reassures you. pulling you back to his chest. your eyes still searching his.

"then what's wrong?" you give him a puzzled look. he closes his eyes.

"why did you tell sam to get my stuff?" you keep questioning him. you can tell he's overwhelmed just from his chest. his breathing. you connect your lips to his. everything goes blank in his head. the power you have over him. you lean back to search him again.

"bucky baby..is everything okay?" you rub his arm. he looks at you with tired eyes. he shakes head.

"buck its okay, what's going on honey tell me whats wrong?" you grab his face and his hands follow yours. then he spills.

"hes tryna get you doll..i-i..fuck..hes been since last month.." he murmurs. oh no.

"he's been stalking you, sending me messages tellin me what he's gonna do to you..piece of shit" he continues. rumlow. you start to zone out remembering what he did to you. bucky sees you zoning out.

"doll..listen to me" he grabs your face making you look at him. tears now rushing down your face again.

"hes gonna hurt me again bucky. he's gonna hurt me" you cry. he shakes his head.

"doll he's never going to even touch you" he looks in your scared eyes. you sob into his hands.

"m'scared bucky..please dont k-kick me out" you wail and he brings you into his chest.

"I won't. Im sorry I wasn't think baby. im so sorry y/n" he says trying not to let his tears fall. everything starts connecting. why he was always busy. why he was always nervous around you.

"Im sorry for being away. im so sorry love." he holds you tighter. you guys stood like this for a while until you spoke up.

"bucky.." you whisper against his broad chest. he pulls away to look at you.

"yes doll?" he looks into your eyes.

"hes not going to take me is he?" you fiddle with your fingers. bucky huffs.

"hes not taking my doll from me" he kisses your forehead.

"what he did to you was never right baby, you won't have to worry about him" bucky kisses your hand and starts walking to the door. you start to panic. you know what he's planing.

"bucky" you follow him hurriedly. you grab his wrist make him look back to you.

"dont start this bucky-" you look at him worried. he pinches the bridge of his nose cutting you off.

"what im doing is none of your concern y/n please. someone needs to fucking chop his fucking head off y/n" he pulls his wrist back to him. you hated when he said your name, the same for him. you see sam from the balcony. he gave you the 'he's right' look.

"bucky please stop it!" you yell at him. he ignores you walking into his room.

"sam please tell him" leaning against the railing. please. sam gives you a soft look and follows bucky and the door finally closes. his men stare at you. you march to the room. one of the men speak up.

"y/n please just go back to the room" peter tries to block your way. you shoved past him. you open the door to see bucky staring out the window.

"sam get out" you say sharply. he nods and gets out closing the door.

"I can't let you do this" you say sitting down seeing the shards of glass of the floor.

"you cannot make that choice y/n" he speaks coldly.

"you can fucking die james. he's just as powerful as you!" you shout at him. he finally looks at you.

"please i need you with me" you try to change his mind. he takes a sip of his whiskey before placing it on this desk and sitting down.

"do you know from the moment you told me what he did to you. I've always wanted to kill him." he says so bluntly. the setting in the room is dark but his fireplace lighting up his room warmly.

"do you know that each of these men in this very house want to fucking see him rot!" he roars making you look away.

"do you know that when i told steve he was already planing to kill him!" he repeats. steve is another mob leader, his best friend. you met steve 2 months later after you met bucky. you thought steve was the most sweetest leader until now.

"I will die for you, i will kill for you y/n" he speaks deeply. you hate his decision right now. its not safe for him or his men.

"please bucky-" you try to say until he cuts you off.

"I dont even care who the person im killing even is. i. do. not. care." heatedly he grabs his cup and drinks. you know you can't stop him. no matter how much you try you know he won't stop. its quiet until you start again.

"okay..but please just listen to me james" you softly say.

"you and i both know you can get hurt really bad. you can lose some of your best men even. you are going to lose a lot and just for me?" staring at him quietly.

"I dont care what I lose y/n, im going to kill him. I've already noted it to steve and others. ill be okay." he says and gets up to pour himself more. you groan and walk out of the room and open up the doors quickly walking to your room and slamming the door.

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