#i dont owe you shit if you dont owe your parents shit

[etherealsign282]

Abusive people that have poor relationships with their families be like "I can cut them out any time, I don't owe them anything just because we're blood"

Then be like "why you no stay and deal with my terrible behavior? 🥺 that's mean" to someone that they've harassed for the entire year that they've known and/or dated them, and that has given little to no positive impact in their lives (other than when they're in party mode and hanging out superficially together)

And fail to see the irony in it

#every time #emotional abuse #trauma #mental abuse #toxic #true words #abuse survivor #hypocrisy #hypocrites #i dont owe you shit if you dont owe your parents shit #two faced #accountability #self reflection #victim complex

[irafuwas]

i don't know why, but in the sparse five hours of sleep i got last night, my brain decided to plague me with dreams of lilia taking care of an elderly silver, up until the final moments of his life. i could hear silver's thoughts the whole time, and he was so absolutely inundated with shame and guilt it almost seemed like he was suffocating. he kept thinking over and over and over again that this all should've been the other way around. he should've been the one looking after his father in the twilight of his life. he should've been his aging father's rock, his safe place to land, his stalwart defender against a world so unbelievably cruel to its most vulnerable denizens. again and again his heart cried out in vain, it should've been the other way around.

as a child he had once wished - prayed, even, to the same force now threatening to reclaim his spirit back into its unconscious designs - for his father to live a long and prosperous life, and it was as though that very wish had backfired on him in a way he never could have possibly imagined

#twst silver #lilia vanrouge #twst spoilers #twst #mumbles #txt #i hate it here #i litearlly woke up crying you gusy dont unerstand #he was so ashamed of himself but not once in my dream was lilia anything less than happy to take care of him #i feel like part of the reason lilia is trying to run away is because like so many of our elderly and our disabled #he didn't want his loved ones to worry about him and “waste” their time taking care of him #so he thought the best decision for everyone would be if he just went off to go die alone #i have no idea if twst would actually touch on something like that but i do think you could interepret his departure that way #anyways if any of you have caretakers or aides or just are disabled in anyway #i want you to know you are not and have never been and never will be a burden on anyone or anything #and that i love you so so much #im getting so emotional over a dream fkjgh but i want silver to understand that good parents dont have kids expecting that #their children will someday “pay them back” for everythinng they did for them growing up!! u don't owe ur parents jack shit!! #silver you just existing as you are is enough for your father!!!

[inmirova]

yall my ex is so lucky we're not together now that I'm off my meds for like. not even the reason that makes sense.

#oooooh i have no appetite now that I'm not on multiple meds with weight gain as a side effect #surely that aspect of my being is evil of me #pretty sure my unmedicated bipolar disorder would just be like fun for him bc im not always depressed anymore #not to be like crazy or whatever but the fact that while i was taking meds and working on my relationship w food they were like. bitter? #like demonized me both having problems with food and seeking help for them #&viewed my being on medication as exceptionally privileged which like. i wish i was on them again i get it but also getting that 'privilege' #required 1) my own fucking money i got from having a job something they didnt get until we broke up and i was like #im not paying off our apartment alone so either you or your parents owe me money every month #and 2) getting hospitalized after an attempt #because i had the privilege of being on twice the max dose of an antidepressant that didnt help me #like. ugh yes it was a privilege and one that i miss having but it also sucked getting there it wasnt like #idk the way they framed it was always like i was offered the fucking luck of the draw on it or whatever #like sorry? remember when i was on so much lexapro i went into a dissociative fugue and started dating you lol fuck off #because i actually genuinely dont remember like 6 or 7 months because of that shit! #i actually ended up hospitalized from it and all i remember hearing about it was that you were sad bc you felt you werent enough to stop it #like it had fucking anything to do with you #like wish them all the best but damn. actually they sucked very very badly. i hope they figure it out one day but probably not #ik theyre on antidepressants now so yknow. im sure theyll forget being medicated means theyre privileged now #becomes normal once its them or some shit

[haunted-house-heart]

living with someone with untreated mental illness is like. i understand why you're like this and i do empathize but also like. jesus fucking christ get some help before i throttle you i stg

#i hate my sis so much. like i get it. i really do. a lot of how she acts is due to mental illness and trauma but at the same time she also #just really shitty. like ik recovery is different for everyone and you move at your own pace but she just. isnt recovering at all it seems #like its been 6yrs since we got out and my mom and i have worked really hard on getting better and changing our behaviors #all the while shes just getting worse and worse to be around. like shes legitimatrly turning into my (abusive) father #its terrifying honestly but we cant do anything about it bc you cant talk to her #you say like ''hey this thing you did upset me can you please try to not do that again'' not angry or anything and she starts crying and #yelling bc youre triggering her and its not fair and nobody loves her and like. i get that some people cry a lot and thats fine! i get that #but its literally impossible to talk to her about anything bc she acts like shes the victim and youre fuckin evil for telling her to please #not put her dirty clothes on my shelf i dont like that please. like thats not an unreasonable request and im not being mean about it! but #im the bad guy for doing anything that critisises her. #and she treats my mom like shit. like i could deal w her being a bitch to me but to momma? fuck no. #i dont believe you owe your parents shit but my mom has been a fucking saint when life dealt her a hand that shouldve made her a devil #she did her absolute best and *she* was the one that sacrificed everything to get us out #and my sister treats her like shes an incapable selfish idiot. #and she never lets me talk. shell talk for an hour about smth she knows i dont care about but when i try to tell her like. hey my fav band #is putting out a new album or smth im real excited about. she gets on her phone and just ignores me. #and she KNOWS this triggers me badly its made me suicidal before and yknow what happened then? i had to apologize for making HER feel bad #she talks over both of us but it you start talking when she was THINKING about talking she has a fit #and she actively tries to gaslight my mom. like im dead fuckin serious my mom has to ask me if smth really happened bc my sis told her it #did/didnt and she has to get me to confirm the truth for her #and she treats her pets like crap she should not be allowed to have pets bc she just loses interest in them and stops taking care of them #and we have to pick up the slack #its literally just like being with my dad again. walking on eggshells all the time #my mom cant watch tv at night bc ellie gets pissed at her for ''waking her up''. even tho she claims she never sleeps. #i hate her so so much i want to punch her i want her to move out i want to never ever see her again #but rn we cant afford to live on our own. so we have to stay with her #anyway. #vent #tw abuse

[lovestryke]

im sobbing over rippen rn. it started when rippen was begging larry to wake up and sobbing that he would be nothing without him, and then brought on again over his birthday episode where we get to meet his family

#i really did not think this would be happening on my rewatch 8 years later #i really just thought this would just be a show i watched as a kid and would have fun marathoning as an adult. i am having fun but #also relating to rippen and feeling so hurt over the verbal abuse he's gone through with his family #i sincerely want to comfort him i sincerely want the best for him #hey rip. are you there. #i can relate to you bud. we both hate our older sister that view us as losers #as competition for attention from our parents. mostly my mom for me but its both your parents in your situation. you dont owe them shit man #they didnt even remember your fuckin birthday. larry was the one who pestered them. stop contacting them. i know it hurts. i know you'll #never know the true kindness of a mother and im sorry. im sorry you didn't grow up with a kind family. im sorry you were immediately thrown #into the lions den. stop contacting them for your own sake PLEASE you dont need them and they dont deserve you. im surprised youre as sane #as you are even with that family situation you've grown up with. i get that a lot too man. start caring for YOURSELF and not try to strive #for what would get your parents attention. its you that'll be sticking with you in the long run. theyll be rotting away as you live your #best life

[dragonairice]

Ignore the tags this is a vent post. I just need to get this out somewhere that's not private

#I have no idea why the fuck that's a thing like?? no I don't want people to read this but it's not enough to put it in my diary or my chat #-with myself I need people to see this #but also no one should see this #like what the fuck!! #I can't talk to my friends about this because I don't want to bother them because I'm not feeling better #I don't know if I'm fucking HEARTLESS or soemthing my friends are all there for me and being nice and I can't even feel BETTER about it #like i KNOW i dont owe them anything but like CHEER UP when they cheer you up willl you like ugh what more do you want?? #they're here for you and they love you and that's not enough??? #Like girl (gender neutral) what do you NEED then?? #validation from a stranger?? cold words from your parents who don't love you?? #I just feel like SHIT today and nothing's making it better and I don't know WHY #all I had to do was study some stuff for a quiz in uni tomorrow!! it's not that hard!! ao why the heck can't I do it!! #and ughhh I've barely prayed at all for like a month and I feel the guilt of that and I have so many projects I want to do and I'm not rush #-ng it but I feel liek if i dont work on them soon im gonna lose that drive #hhhhhhhhhhh #if anyone actually read this #hi #hope you have a nice day <3 #thanks for caring about a rando on the internet <3 #unless you're being nosy then fuck off man (gender neutral) I SAID ignore this #DragonairIce Rambles

[warwithoutreason]

hauuuuuuugh me when i dont feel real on several fucking levels???

#i dont feel like me and its concerning #my parents dont feel like my parents #i had to fucking mentally confirm a bit ago that 'yes that is yoyr friend who is having a birthday and not just some stranger' #i keep. second guessing myself on things i know are true #and my body shouldnt be mine . and my personality is only me because i made it me #if you took all of the fake things and stripped them from me what the fuck would be left #and oopsies i cant talk to anyone about it because the only people i would are my friends and i know most of them have more issues than me #but i cant help them with that because all i have is luck and a shitty jokey personality to scrape through life with #i owe them so much honestly. i only really go outside with them. otherwise i would be a total shut in #and i cant do so much as ask if theyre okay because if they say yes its likely a lie and if they say no then what do i do ? #so im not making them deal with more of my shit. so i'll just keep having those moments where i look up and take a bit to remember its real #im so lucky. just to be alive. and for what #to make shitty jokes and never help anyone and rot in my room all day? #but if i make a change now people will notice somethings off about me. parents would get concerned if j did anything not in my room #one day my lucks going to run out and ill be gone and i won't be memorable because none of me is real #..if youre my friend and you see this. i love you and i wish i could do so much more to help you #and im sorry im a little too pathetic to be able to do that now but one day ill figure out how to help people and be useful #and repay everythjng #and one day i wont be some weird combination of personas and jokes and fakes #just. gotta get there #. still. it feels like the real old me got cut out of their body and i got stuck in here instead. if i could id give it back lol #hell. is this even real or am i just spouting what i thjnk i should be feeling #my emotions go by so fast that they dont feel real either #ha i need to stop rambling here #maybe im having a Dont Trust How You Feel After Nine moment #does this. count as #derealisation #probably

[coldlobbiesofmarble]

also while i am play-ing meltdown mashups aka posts where i show what rue is listening to (aka the shit that rue dances / stims / disassociates to), here’s a cool person’s music  , in longform, represented [ it’s not my music btw ] by a fireworks show video they stole off wolfman museum of art making said music mix  thus forever associated w/ my dream place to try to live w con mi cool/ gay/unhinged frixnds and gays and mutuals..or at least chill out and eat out and smonk and go to the park and attend concerts and club with

[ link to the mix : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VoH5QBGsOE0&t=1s ]

#i had to separate this because i dont talk when i post my mashups but i feel like i owe you all this. also this is my blog and i wanna talk #the fact that a couple weeks ago i had my sibling ( still really oung) come otu to me - they were also gay but now #they are openly not - cisgender. and that is so so so overwhelming but i have hope. they have a squad of lgbts #meltdown mashup #✨💖some cities you really full a pull to. or even a town... a regioneven if it's out of your tax bracket. #enqueued [ sorta hiatus ] #one day.. you know...? like i deserve it #i do feel regret about not having my dream art/animation career in asia and then ive realized that after migrating i missed out on an NYC bA #i basically have spent my life just babysitting people that were older than me or galling them into doing the minimum. its such a bitch #tw parents / abuse in tags ``` #yeah obviously it's hard to be an immigrant but the moment you want your family to be your clones and fulfill your identity. ur fucked UP. #you should have dealt with that shit before you had KIDS who you put first . they starve without you. they`re innocent. ur no saint😒 #and theres no way that my NON BINARY sibling with also zero passion for stem `s going to get a lick of KINDNESS before i disown this family #STEM* sorryouaksjkjk #but while my disabled ass remaisn unmedicated ... yeah im going to have to deal with you and take care of my fellow non binary sibling #cw misgendering / transphobia #who is fucking tiny and fucking terrified. whose not about to settle for being misgendered. #honestly like this is the tip of the iceberg. i wont go into other stuff that im still healing from . idk hoow ive trivvialized it all 4 so #so long like. it's not trivial. but i tell myself ` it's fine ur being dramatic `

[andreabandrea]

i think all the time about how hard it is to be a kid even in the best case scenarios. like yeah as a kid you have very few responsibilities and youre innocent etc but i think the thing is that adults (at least in the USA) largely do not consider you to be a human.

i remember when i was a kid, my parents were nice to me and supportive and so on-- i didnt have a bad childhood. but there were times where my dad would just take things from me, or interrupt me on the computer/tv, not because i had exceeded screen time or anything but just because "im the dad and im more important so i can do what i want". i remember how powerless i felt when adults would shout at me, especially if it was over something i didnt understand and/or hadnt been taught.

i remember adults laughing in my face sometimes when i was crying or upset, and i think about this when i see those 'toddler/kid freakout' tiktok videos mocking a child's reaction, even if it is for something "stupid" like they dropped their candy or whatever.

even the most well-meaning adults will often write off your pain and negative emotions as 'overreactions', and this goes triple if youre neurodivergent. i had pneumonia as a child and my doctor thought i was just being dramatic.

your input on things is largely seen as worthless. if your parents want to travel the country in a van, but you want to go to school and have friends and have your own bedroom, they'll just pack you up and take you in that van because you're the child and you're their property. i think about this when i see those 'van life' families, and i think about this as i'm reading the Wavewalker book about the girl who was forced to live on her parents' boat with little to no schooling for 10 years.

if your parents spank you and hit you, largely thats seen as their "choice" as parents, no matter how many studies tell them it traumatizes children. and youre dependent on the adults around you and if those adults suck, or if youre in a bad situation, you have very little to no ability to change that and you just have to endure.

and thats what drives me insane about desantis is that we see more and more rhetoric like "the rights of parents" and "protecting children" but these kids are being told that they do not have rights. its as if people truly believe parents deserve to know everything, even if the child doesnt feel safe telling them. people think parents deserve to control their kids' every choice and every move. but when it comes to protecting kids from gun violence and protecting gay/trans kids and especially kids of color, republicans could not give less of a shit. hell, even the grand majority of democrats barely care.

yes, i get it. parenting is unimaginably hard. the nuclear family is unsustainable especially in today's double-income-not-even-making-rent economy. the world is fucked up. sometimes kids are shitty and it might hurt you as an adult. but kids are not evil, and kids are not adults who are acting with fully developed brains and social skills and empathy and so on and its important to keep that in mind.

on the chance that anyone wants to reply with "well i hate kids :/" look. you dont have to be a parent. but at least be kind to children in your life. let the kid in the park ramble to you about skibidi toilet or fucking whatever. you do owe people kindness, especially children

#bandrea blabbers

[kurogxrix]

ATWOW characters as parents HEADCANONS ;

- neteyam, lo’ak, norm, kiri, ao’nung, rotxo, + tsu’tey

[ All characters aged!up for plot purposes! ]

Lo’ak

Where to even start.

Pray for that baby’s safety cause damn it’s boutta get wild.

He brings your children on his Ikran every time he gets the opportunity to.

Lo’ak loves to show off and showing off to your children is not an exception.

Does cartwheels in the air while your children are with him.

That earns him a good scolding and probably some ear pulling with it too.

Reassures his children that they’re enough. we love him 4 that.

Goes to Neytiri and Jake for advice sometimes.

Once he made you really upset and borderline doubting yourself as a mother after he had said something and he has never hated himself more in that moment.

He went to ask Neytiri how to make things better.

Asked your kids to help him do something to make you feel better.

You lowkey only forgave him cause your children were in the plan and you didn’t wanna disappoint them.

After that he made sure to hold you tightly at night and reminds you how much of an incredible mother you are everyday.

He’s so smitten for his family it’s insane.

The kind of dad that will put his children up on his shoulders and he spins them around.

It’s all happy and joyful until they’re both dizzy and he ends up with puke all over him. That’s what he gets for spinning a toddler over his head.

The type of dad to furrow his eyebrows at your kids when they don’t finish their food (your son literally told you to add more food to his bowl after you warned him that it was a lot).

Neteyam

The chill parent.

He will scold your children when they disobey but i dont see him as the yelling type.

When he gets really angry then he’s a real scary father. But other than that your children all adore him.

loves being his kid’s ‘hero’.

Like when they get their limbs stuck in the fabric of the tents and he goes to unlatch them.

A stressed and tired dad i can just tell.

Makes toys for his children himself because he wants them to be special.

He prolly makes dinner but the kids don’t like it (L for him)

You take up the cooking after his miserably failed attempts at making food. He’s slightly jealous when he watches your kid’s delighted faces at you cooking.

Stays so close to them when you all go swimming at the lake.

Like the water could be at waist level for them and he’d still accompany them.

Lets his children paint on his warrior body paint and he’s lowkey regretting afterwards.

You cant help but make fun of him and your children join in too.

Jokingly sulks after y’all laughed at him.

So now you all owe him a shit ton of kisses.

‘I’m doing this for your own good’ kind of dad, in the least toxic way possible.

Norm

Cutest thing would be you being a na’vi from the omaticaya falling in love with him despite being an avatar.

Lets say his avatar is still alive and well.

It’s kinda hard for him to maintain his family life and head of the avatar program life at the same time.

He pushes through for y’all though.

He cuddles with you and your children in your family tent at night while he wakes up in his human form to take care of himself and the program.

His kids and Jake and Neytiri’s kids are besties.

Takes his children to the lab with him to show them his research.

Loves the way they’re so enamored about his research until they start touching everything.

Has to restrict them at some point.

He can’t get himself to yell at them.

The type of dad to put his children on his shoulder when they can’t see something amongst the crowd.

He’s such a good dad.

He has the dad drip full on. We’re talking a large shirt with cargo shorts and sandals. In his avatar form or human form it doesn’t matter, he’s always rocking the dad drip.

Passes his awkwardness to his kids but you find it endearing.

You love how shy he was when he met you, and you love that you can see that in your children.

He would’ve never expected that he would’ve been here, mated with children but damn Eywa really has plans for everyone.

Brings your kids something back everytime he goes on an exploration.

He shows them the godly privilege of netflix. Doesn’t tell them that it’s on child mode because he fears rebellious teenagers help.

Doesn’t wanna taint them with some human internet bullshit so he never tells them about the web lmao.

Kiri

She’s so cute honestly.

The both of you chose to adopt an metkayina baby that has lost her parents.

You want to teach your daughter in the future that it’s okay to be different, and even if the both of you are look different to her then you’ll always love her.

She amazes your child with her pandora jesus powers.

You’re badass cause I said so and you teach your daughter to stick up for herself.

You’d probably beef with your child’s bullies and Kiri will scold you for acting so brashly.

Will bring your daughter on a walk in the forest every evening.

Kiri relishes in your sweet daughter’s loud laughter when she attracts wild animals to her.

Ao’nung

HES A MENACE BYE.

He’ll be the type of dad to pull lightly on his children’s tails and then look away as they wonder who did it.

you fear letting them too long with their dads cuz you’re scared that they’re gonna turn out as little bullies like he was.

but it’s their dad so you can’t really keep them away. should’ve just chosen a better mate bae🙁

The type of dad that will hold their baby upside down by the foot while they’re literally screeching in joy.

He’s kinda harsh on olo’eyktan training once your son gets older.

You however take your sweet time while teaching you daughter the ways of Tsahik.

sometimes you gotta remind Ao’nung to calm down lmao.

He doesn’t want his son to hate him or his duties so he eventually does and instead tries and make training sessions more like a fun bonding time between the both men.

He makes dad jokes you cant tell me otherwise.

PROTECTIVE DAD!!!

Every teen in the clan is scared to approach your children (romantically) because of Ao’nung’s wrath.

When one boy finally got the guts to ask your daughter out and she said yes, he was finna flip his shit fr.

You had to PHYSICALLY hold him down as you watched your daughter leave on a date with the man.

He knows that he shouldn’t actually hold his children back from having a romantic life, so instead he chooses to tease them about it.

‘Saw that boy giving you googly eyes yesterday, heard from some rumors that he happens to be dating the olo’eyktan’s daughter?’

‘heard you sneaking out the marui last night son, you really should work on your sneakiness.”

The type of dad that WILL swear at your children but like fondly? like;

Your son and him are playing fight in your marui at night when he has the amazing idea to tickle his father.

‘Oh you little bitch, it’s on,”

Then he gets scolded by you and potentially his ear pulled as you do so but oh well it was worth it.

Brags to his spirit brother about his children.

doesn’t wanna admit but he secretly loves it when you all just cuddle up to him during cool nights. Then pretends to be annoyed by im later in the morning.

You all know he’s capping.

Rotxo

sweetest dad in all of awa’atlu.

The metkayina woman are probably jealous of your baby daddy I ain’t even gon’ lie to you.

He loves burping your child for some reason.

I headcanon him as someone that has grown up with only girls. Like full on just sisters and their mother so when his first child is born a son he can’t help but be ecstatic at the newborn male company.

He physically cannot scold your children so you have to do it yourself.

Makes you look like the bad cop.

He spoils your children a little too much.

Like they wanna try akula meat? damn just wait a min for him to call up his skimwing-

Your children have a fav parent and it’s clearly him.

They still love you though.

Rotxo’s always here to remind you how much he’s grateful for the family that you gave him.

Brings his children to meet his spirit brother as soon as they can enter the water with you.

bonus: Tsu’tey

He lowkey has beef with his baby.

will have staring battles with it.

They both fight to see who can get more affection from you but we all know the cute baby is gonna win.

Hes deadass gonna sulk i aint even lying.

He’s not the ‘awww ur so cute’ kind of father but the ‘you’re not ugly’ kinda dad but we all know he loves his baby.

When his children grow up he will be strict on them there’s no denying.

At this point he kind sounds like a bad father but he isn’t (at times).

He shows his love through words of affirmation.

Reminds his children that he’s proud of them when they achieve something, or sometimes just in general.

He wont go easy on their potential mates. Like he'll lowkey show them what hell is.

HE CANT KEEP IT IN HIS PANTS. after you both have had your first child together he’s just 100x more affiliated with you than he was before.

not to say that he didn’t love you before, on Eywa my man was a goner. There’s just something about motherhood that made you shine much more than before.

You’ll probs end up with like 5-6 children.

-

for a hoe that claims to dislike children i do be writing a shit ton of family things huh (it’s cuz i love dilfs 🫶🏽)

#neteyam x reader #lo’ak x reader #aonung x reader #kiri sully x reader #norm x reader #tsu’tey x reader #rotxo x reader #neteyam sully #rotxo #ao’nung #aonung #kiri sully #lo’ak sully #atwow #avatar #avatar 2 #ao’nung x reader #neteyam #neteyam x y/n #norm spellman #norm spellman x reader #neteyam oneshot #loak x reader #kiri x reader #sully!reader #neteyam imagine

[khuzena]

Que sera, sera

♡ˋ°•*⁀➷Rin itoshi x reader

Summary: the story which dives in the beginning and the end of you and rin. He doesn't believe in miracles, though he thinks you are one. He's thankful that what will be, will be. And its you and him.

Warnings: none, fluff to angst, angst to fluff. Childhood friends to strangers to lovers. Slow burn, maybe not i dont know. Happy ending.

A/n: GAAAHHHHHH SORRY I WAS SO TIRED I COULDN'T FINISH THIS ON VALENTINES DAY AWWW MANNN. Its also been a long time since i wrote fics so bear with me with this one and it ain't proofread plss.

For the longest time, Itoshi Rin treated you like shit. Muttering how everything about you is lukewarm and how everything you say is nonsense.

You still remember when you two first met in the playground, at that time Sae never left him yet, Rin still having those chubby cheeks as he runs around in the playground, happily dribbling the ball when the ball suddenly hits your knee.

"O-ow!" You groaned in pain, before you burst into tears as your left knee reddens.

The boy at the swing runs towards you, "Are you okay?" He asks you, he looks concerned for you as guilt creeps up as he doesn't know what to do when sees you cry.

You were a sobbing mess on the floor as the aching got worse, Rin kept a distance before grabbing the playground sand and pouring it at your ankle, "sorry…"

The little boy trying to help you up when you two heard footsteps coming closer, Rin panicking as he realizes it's his brother walking towards them.

Rin stares at the ground when Sae scolds him for being too careless, the little boy now crying with you.

"You two should make up before the adults hear about this, Rin you go and get the first-aid kit and candy, I'll watch after them." The red-head yells as Rin bolts to their house. Later coming back with the first-aid kit and candy, watching his older brother do the work and rub medicine on your scraped knee. As the older boy treated your knee, your eyes met the culprit's gaze, he turned away in shame as tiny sobs left his lips from Sae scolding him earlier.

After that incident, you get a scraped knee, some candy and two new friends. Let's just say Rin's parents weren't too happy when they found out what happened.

The next day, Rin rings your doorbell as he asks your parents where you were, calling you downstairs as you excitedly run towards the gate.

"Oh you're back! What's that in your hand?" Younger you asked Rin as he fiddles a tiny bag in his hands; clearly anxious from yesterday.

The boy gulps before taking a deep breath and awkwardly handing you a bag full of chocolates, "I'm sorry for yesterday.."

Rin closes his eyes as he waits for some sort of punishment until he feels you hug him.

"Heh! No worries, these are my favorite chocolates so you're forgiven."

"Really?" His eyes beam in joy.

"Yup! This chocolate tastes good! Where'd ya get it?" You ask while munching away happily.

"My brother actually has a bowl of candy… you can come over and you can eat more chocolate there."

Your lips curled into a smile before you shook his hand, "what's your name again?"

"Rin."

"Awesome! I'm [name] by the way!"

As you sweep the floor, your broom brushes an old polaroid; it was from 18 years ago. You and Rin were cuddling in Sae's bed, not knowing Sae sneaked in a picture.

Smiling at the picture you reminisce again.

It was summer at that time. Luckily Rin's parents weren't home so you two had the whole house to yourselves.

"Mmm!" Stretching your limbs as you two lie on the couch, playing some mario kart while Sae prepares lunch for the three of you.

The aggressive pressing of the controllers and smell of fruits in the kitchen; you can remember it all perfectly.

"I'm gonna beat you, just you wait—! Hey!" Rin yells when you start tickling him and successfully taking the lead, making Rin's character fall off the map.

Rin's demise eliciting a loud giggle from your lips as you beat his ass after a whole hour of trying to one up each other.

Rin is fuming with anger as he complains to Sae, "No fair! You're cheating! Sae don't give her any chocolates! You're a cheater!"

"Bleh! You're just bad!"

Sae groans in annoyance as he prepares the table, "You two get over here and stop fighting or else I won't let you two play."

You two pout and start glaring at each other.

"That's right midget." You tease him before sitting right next to him, grabbing a plate of spaghetti.

"Shut up! I'm gonna be taller than you, just you wait!" Rin sticks his tongue out, teasing you with confidence but Sae gives you two an icy-glare, indicating that you two should just stop fighting.

"Rin, [name]."

"Y-yes!" Both of you stop fighting, at least not In Front of Sae. Hours go by and the night sky settles in.

Plopping in his bed while staring at all his trophies, "damn rin you won all these?"

Rin doesn't reply, fixing the bed sheets before lying next to you; letting out a small hmph.

You sigh, and make him turn around to face you. "Rin. Sorry for earlier."

Rin rolls his eyes, "lukewarm" he mutters under his breath.

After that you two look away and fall asleep. When Sae comes in however, he sees you two cuddling like kittens. Sae smirks to himself before grabbing his phone, taking a picture— close ups even so he can use this as blackmail later on. Let's just say you both did not enjoy waking up in each other's arms; spoiler alert: Rin actually did.

A few years pass by and you two find each other laying on the park, star gazing. These days Rin gets too lonely, his brother moving to Spain to chase after his career.

"S-so… Rin are you okay?"

The boy right next to you stares at the stars, ignoring your voice calling out for him.

Sighing in defeat, knowing Rin isn't in the mood to talk right now.

"I'm nervous actually, about the future." You say before clearing your throat.

Rin turns around and looks at you, "and?"

The stars were lovely, lovelier than anything you've ever seen.

"It just feels like time flies by so quickly, all of the sudden Sae is in Spain and now we're just- ya know… here."

Rin doesn't say a word again, only listening to the rustling of the leaves as it sways with the wind.

"I just wish we had more time. What if something bad happens in the future and we're not friends anymore?"

Rin sits up before flicking your forehead, "Hey what was that for?!"

"To stop your lukewarm talking, stop worrying about the future— I started learning some Spanish so when Sae comes back I can greet him and.."

He looks back at you, nervous and shaking; tears welling up in his eyes. He misses Sae too much.

You tap his shoulder lightly, pushing him to continue what he wants to say.

"Que sera, sera I think? I searched it up and it means whatever will be, will be. So stop worrying too much, you idiot" he rolls his eyes, trying to stop the tears from leaving his eyes.

The world felt peaceful like this, only you and him; the moon and stars as your witness.

A few years later Sae comes back though it didn't go as expected. You two were ecstatic when Sae came back but he changed. After that Rin and Sae were no longer 'Rin and Sae'; now they were just strangers.

Sae was a catalyst for what Rin would become. Rin stopped eating chocolates. Rin would overexert his body from practice and when you two talk it's nothing more than just 'hello'.

Needless to say you were hurt. This wasn't the Rin you knew, the new him is now an empty shell of what he used to be; no— the old Rin died when Sae came back and now you're left to mourn alone for the old him.

You don't watch Rin's practice anymore; you couldn't bear to see that bitter expression written on his face as he tries and tries to practice more just to catch up to his brother.

Months later, Rin was accepted to blue lock. He was gone again for months.

Staring at the small tv screen when you watch the U20 vs Blue lock match.

The camera pans over to Rin disheveled, on his knees when Sae comes over to him. You wonder what happened between them when they met again on the field that caused Rin to be beyond irritated even though his team won.

A week later, Rin comes back to the neighborhood park, kicking the football with tears in his eyes. Pouring all his anger on the ball, almost deflating the ball in the process.

A gust of wind blows on your face before you utter a weak 'hi'. It was like a teen romcom cliche but the thing is there was no chemistry anymore.

At Least… that you thought that there wasn't.

"Go away." He groans, fixing his shoe tie and running off to get the ball.

"I saw the game." You yell trying to get his attention. He kicks the ball again but this time with more force, the ball ricocheting and bouncing on the fences. "You did great."

Two words almost fell from your lips but cleared your throat, trying to make sure the 'Im proud' doesn't spill from your lips as maybe your tears will too.

Rin quirks his face into an expression you can't describe. Anger? Hatred? But when you stare longer at his eyes, watch how his chest heaves up and down shakily you can see a hint of sadness— as if he was a ripped doll, his heart torn apart, left to rot. He would never admit it but the way you stare at him with such pity, angers him. It makes his torn heart beat rapidly and his lungs bruise more, waiting for you to sew him up again; fixing him.

But he would never admit it, his ego warped mind and his dying heart. He doesn't notice it but he feels alive when he sees you again.

He doesn't know what to do when you stare at him with pity. The small child locked away a long time ago in the corners of his soul begging him to let it all out and cry in your arms; maybe you could see how he's hurting and maybe you'll stitch him up again.

But you don't. At least not now.

He shivers from the cold air, he's glad it's winter as the cold weather could freeze his tears away before you even see it. But it's not cold enough to turn his tears into icicles as he sheds a tiny tear, he swears if he could just open up to you, you would catch it.

His ragged breathing, his worried expression, the tears threatening to leak from his eyes all of it. You ingrain all of it in your mind, burning this memory into your brain.

You want to run towards him, hug him, comfort him like you did as a child. Your arms aching to hold his trembling figure but you don't, fearing it might ignite more tension between you two. So you just watch as he tries to hold back his tears right in front of you.

You say nothing and hand over a piece of chocolate. Watching him accept it and eating one for the first time, oh how he's forgotten the taste of this treat.

There was a silent agreement with you two. A simple nod and you two go back to your own paths now, wondering how the other one is doing right now.

Months pass by again and this time Rin won the world cup but you notice a change in him, a spark reignited in him. The same old spark when he first started playing football.

You couldn't afford to go to the actual world cup so you watch the match on your tv screen. Seeing him in person is better but never seeing him at all even on a screen is worse.

Months ago Rin would be red in anger, you don't know why but it feels like you should've done something. But now, even on the screen you could see him smile for the first time as he shakes hands with Sae.

Letting out a sigh of relief, maybe Rin is fixed, maybe he was the same rin back then. Maybe, just maybe you two could be on good terms again.

Then it happened.

You see Rin again at the park. The neighbors were talking about how the itoshi brothers were going back to the neighbor so you went to the park; this is where Rin has always been.

A leaf falls to your side and at that moment Rin notices your presence. Anxiety bubbling in his chest, he knows what he's done to you. He's scared that you'll never forgive him for how he treated you.

"I'm uh.." you stutter, the words stuck in your throat. Looking down in shame, if you only said this back then maybe you had a chance to fix him. He looks at you, he doesn't look as broken as before. His eyes no longer bear hatred, only melancholy and guilt.

"I'm proud. I'm proud of you." You've finally let the words out, the ones that have been dying to be said.

Silence.

Rin has never been good with words and neither have you. Rin doesn't say anything, he stands up and kicks the football to the tree. That tree has been there for as long as you remember. It was the sign of your pact, your friendship.

He shoves his hand in his pocket, trying to find something. It takes him a while and he pulls out a tiny treat.

It was that same chocolate he first gave you as a child.

Que sera, sera right?

What will be, will be.

From the beginning it was you and Rin. In the end it will always be you and Rin.

You stretch your back after finishing sweeping and dusting the living room. Your shared house should get some renovations by now but oh well, Rin's schedule has never been that generous to give you both enough time.

The warm sun hits your skin as you walk to the garden and tend to the flowers. After you and Rin hit it off he started to plant your favorite flowers in your garden, so even if it weren't valentines day, he'd still have enough flowers to give you every day.

"I'm home." That familiar voice echoes in the room, the door creaking open.

You chuckle as you place the broom away, "Hard day?"

He nods and hugs you, his wedding ring hitting your back as he hugs too tightly. He lets out a small giggle when you pepper his face with kisses.

You threw the curtain at his chest as he raised an eyebrow, "Rin, we should really renovate and shop for new stuff— these things are getting a little too wonky don't you think?"

He lets out a sigh, he barely notices the condition of the house when he's out for months. "Fine, fine. We're going out later"

Your lips quirk into a smile. Oh how lucky you are to be with him. The way he treated you like a deity, praising the floor you step foot on. Caring for you and treating you kindly, gently even as a way to pay back what you did for him. You stitched his torn heart back up, sure the scars will stay forever but he learnt how to cherish it because it brought him to you.

"Rin, help me with this thing— it's too heavy!"

He rushes to your side and hastily carries all the heavy luggage and boxes, helping you out as you two laugh and talk about your day.

He was an idiot, he forgot it was valentines day, no wonder why you were so pouty. Rin will just make it up to you later.

Que sera, sera.

Whatever will be, will be.

It will always be You and Rin. Nothing more, nothing less.

- La fin♡

Note: so so sorry if this has so many mistakes, i just started writing again and this is just practice. English is not my first language. ♡

#rin itoshi x reader #itoshi rin x reader #itoshi rin fluff #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #blue lock angst #blue lock fluff #itoshi rin angst #blue lock fanfic #what have i done #blue lock #bllk angst #bllk fluff

[chrisgetsmewet]

I can count on you

Matt × fem!reader

A/n - i personaly think this isn't gonna be that good i was just listening to lil peep and thought of it also this might be short.

Summary - matt tells y/n to call him whenever things get hard at home.

Warning - family abuse, abusive dad, angst, fluff at the end ig

Wasn't proofread!

I hear stumping coming to my room, quick movements really.

"where are they" my dad says bursting through my door.

I knew what he was talking about. He's and addict he doesn't stop doing drug's, smoking, and drinking. The thing is i don't care but when he does those things he is really abusive more then normal and my mom let's it happen.

"W-what are you talking about?" I play like im clueless but I'm sure it won't work.

In all reality im more scared then i put off, i think he could really hurt me if he wanted to he never has but if he wanted to he would. He is also really good at talking down on me belittling me in every way possible, everytime he got a chance.

"Dont play with me you little shit" the man walks over to me snatching me off my bed and grabbing a fist full of my hair "you're gonna tell me where you put it" he adds walking out the room to the kitchen practically dragging me.

I hold the hand he has on my hair "ow..ow..ow" i try and get out of his grip. Yeah thats not happening.

He pushes me in the living room and i stumble a bit. I turn around to face him crossing my arms looking to the side feeling a presence, a set of eyes looking at me. It's my mom just sitting there drinking a bottle of alcohol,switching in-between smoking and drinking.

"Where are my pills" the man says

I shrugg letting out a mumble "i don't know" i avoid eye contact as much as possible with him

I felt my mom staring at me from where she was sitting. She slouches back a little crossing her legs

"Y/n just tell your daddy where his shit is and you can go" she says

I hate that she calls him my dad, he is my dad but he definitely isn't a father figure and he ruined my childhood, they both did. But at the same time i wouldn't want anything bad to happen to either of them cause they're still my parents, but sometimes you get what you deserve.

He takes the bottle out of my moms hand and throws it against the wall near me, he lines other to me yanking my arm towards him "i couldn't hear you the first time, you were whispering. WHAT DID YOU SAY"

"It's gone.. " i chocked out, closing my eyes looking away from him. I felt him let go of me, i open my eyes he was stressing freaking like any person would but he was filled with rage, i knew it was bad when he started pacing back and forth. I could tell that all from his body language, but what i couldn't tell is what was gonna happen next.

"leave.. LEAVE GET OUT OF MY FACE BEFORE I FUCK YOU UP"

That was all he had to say i run to my room and i close the door. That's when it sets in 'i can't be here any longer i have to go until he's more calm' my brain wouldn't cut off non stop thoughts coming to my head. But the main one was text matt so thats what i do. So we can meet up, he'd want me to do that. We had this discussion, everytime something bad happens or im feeling down i can give him a call/text. So that's what im going to do.

Matt🎀🎀

To matt:

Hey can we meet up?

Sent 10:54 pm delivered

Matt??

Sent 10:55 pm seen

From matt:

Yeah. What's going on??

Sent 10:57pm seen

To matt:

I'll tell you when we get there.

Sent 10:58 pm seen

Matt's POV

I wonder what she needs to tell me. I dont get text like these often unless it's her being random or her wanting to go out for food. So it must be important about family or something sense we have to meet at the rooftop. I hope y/n is ok she never really likes talking about what goes on at home but i know it hurts her and it hurts me that people who are supposed to love you treats her like complete shit.

I was with chris watching a movie but he was sleep. So i thought. I got up quietly not to make a noise, so when the movie got loud thats when i made swift movements, getting my stuff and looking for the keys, the noise could be heard less sense the movie drowned it out. I found the keys

Before i left out i heard chris "where are you going?" He mumbled in a sleepy voice "late night drive" the excuse came straight to my head it wasn't technically a lie but it was definitely not the truth. I walk out of the room so no more questions can be asked. Sense after all he is still in the half alseep half awake state.

In the car half way there i think about what possibly could have happened and if she was truly ready to talk about it cause i gues y/n likes to seem like she's living a normal life but whatever goes on at home hurts her and she never cries about it but it's not best to bottle it up but i wouldn't wanna push her to anything she doesnt wanna talk about so i won't.

I stop for gas on the way over there cause i know the next morning. There won't be any, both chris and nick will give me shit for it but it's also gonna make me late which isn't what she probably needs right now

Back to y/n pov

I put my phone in my pocket and slip out the window. I walk to our place, where me and matt meet up, it's a roof of a hotel it's not a popular one so that's why we never get 'caught' i like it there cause there's a good view of people passing by and it's quiet and you're just there left with your thoughts and the cold breeze of boston.

I walked about 10 minutes to the rooftop waiting, walking around contemplating what i was gonna tell him, he knows about my family problems but I'd rather not relieve it and just be comforted but i don't wanna be an attention seeker or a disappointment like my dad says i am.

"Hey" matt walks over to me "hey" i reply it wasn't awkward i was just warming up to tell him what happend.

"So what's going on" he was trying to make conversation he does that a lot so it doesn't go quiet sense i find silence comforting and I'll forget why i was there to begin with also with his presence it's a lot more comforting.

"It's my parent's again" i avoid looking at him while explaining everything cause i learned not to cry over things like that because it's not gonna change anything.

"So i flushed my dad's pills and any drugs he had down the toilet cause he would get really violent when he had them so i thought i was doing the right thing but it just made him more mad and i.." i let out a breath before putting my head in my hands and collect my thoughts i was just exhausted

"It's ok, talk to me." He reaches over and ubs my back until i sit my head up ready to talk again

"Umm.. i don't really wanna go back home because ime scared and.." i bring my fingers to my mouth biting on my nails "i wanted to know if i could stay at you're house just for today"

"Yeah of course as long as you want" he brings me in for a hug and i hug him back almost immediately i really need a hug from someone that i know that cares about me i wonder how it feels to have parents that adored you since birth and loved you. It must be nice id never know of course cause my parents can't stay away from drugs or alcohol for a day without some how putting the blame on me. Youre the reason we're like this, you never do anyrhing but sit around acting usless, do better in school it's not that hard.

I feel something wet on my cheek i wipe my cheek and it was tears.great. i was crying and i didn't even know it that's the last thing i needed right now, i sniffle.

Matt pulls away from the hug looking at me "are you crying? Y/n it's not you're fault" he pulls me back in for a hug "you're gonna be ok." He let's go of me and sits down against the ledge around the rooftop and i sit down next to him leaning my head on his shoulder.

"Hey, matt.." i was waiting for his response "hmm" he replied attentively "would you say I'm an attention seeker" i can feel him move my head off his shoulder so he can look at me "no, not at all y/n where is this coming from" looking in my eyes as if he's looking for an answer "it's nothing" i clear my throat "can we go now"

I wait for him to get up so we can walk to the car together. We make our way off the roof by the little ladder it had going off the side and down to his car we get inside. "So you wanna get anything to eat" "no I'm fine". I lied. I wasn't fine but i really didn't wanna be a burden besides it was around 12pm and we had school the next day so by the grace of god he even saw my text message.

~~

We made it to the house and it was quiet and dark the only light was the lamp that stayed on i only know that cause the tumes i stayed over on summer nights and wanted water in the middle of the night cause it was super hot.

I crept upstairs to the extra room it wasn't really an extra room it was just Justin there older brothers room.

"If you're not up bye tomorrow I'll tell everyone you stayed over. Also get me if you need anything. ok?"

"Sure thing" i nodd sitting on the bed looking where he was standing as he was closing the door i called his name "can you actually stay"

"Huh?" He called out with confusion in his voice

"I actually don't wanna be alone right now. So i was wkndering if you could stay" i was desperate but not trying to sound the part but i really needed comfort the hug he gave me earlier really made me see life was worth living and there is always gonna be light when it's dark you just gotta find it and i did.

"You sure??" conforming my offer I've never made before so im sure it caught him off guard.

"Yes. Please"

"OH!... i almsot forgot you can change into Justin's old clothes if you want" the brunette pointed over to his older brothers closet and dresser

~~

I changed into a grey lacrosse T- shirt and some black sweats with a string to fasten the waistband i get in the bed matt was already laying in on his phone. It was honestly kinda strange it was like we were dating but we weren't but that feeling wasn't a new one. I've always felt that way with him he made it easy to get butterflies he was nice and respectful when he wanted to be that's what makes me like him so much but i never let those feelings tk the surface cause i can't mess up what i have just for something more.

He cuts his phone off "goodnight?"

"Night" i replied sluggishly and very tired

He's turned my way so i turn facing him and scoot closer so he can wrap his arm's around me. After all that is the real reason i wanted him to stay so i can be in his warm embrace like before cause it made me feel at ease.

The whole house was at peace unlike mine. Little creaks and wind blows from outside the house and cars passing by, the room half lit from the moon casting into the room i don't think neither me or matt was sleep i could tell from his breathing pattern. Not reay he would just move a little. The room was warm but cold breezes from the air conditioning cutting on every now and then. I feel a tug at my waist it was matt pulling me closer to him, i get comfortable with our bodies intertwined on the soft mattress beneath us. We were so close to eachother i could feel his warmth of his breath on me. It was a feeling of security after awhile i dozed off and im sure matt did too.

A/n: yep thats its🎀🎀 feed my delusions and tell me it's good even if tou dont agree

#sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #sturniolo x reader #matthew sturniolo imagines #matthew sturniolo

[chiquititaosita]

vale valeee 🫣

so, i was thinking, you know how when we get mad, we speak our native tongue? so like, i wanted to request monster trio + law getting yelled at by reader in spanish

(you know how moms be like “ve hacer tal cosa” and we either forget and do it wrong or forget to do it at all?? bueno, reader tells them to help them out with something y como no lo hicieron, reader starts complaining and yelling about “yo hago todo aqui” 🤭)

les da miedito pero la verdd les gusta el matrato 😫

(mentira 👀) idk if that makes sense pero if it doesn’t i can elaborate more ☺️

a/n: OMFG YESSS!!! and I wrote like a slight Drabble for it! On sanjis nickname post oml

˗ˏˋ꒰🍓꒱ yelling at monster trio + law in spanish

˗ˏˋ꒰🍓꒱ Luffy

- if he’s not being serious, or something which is all the damn time

- Consider it’s your job to be like a certain mother figure besides his amor

- first it was the gentle parenting technique,

- “Luffy, can you please move your feet im trying to scrub the deck ?” Y/n is looking over at him, trying to be patient

-“sorry y/n can’t talk rn! Maybe later!!” Luffy will then mess up your whole cleaning

-you didn’t mind it.

-But the then there’s him trying to help you, when you don’t need help.

- “Luffy did you and ussop take out the trash like sanji asked y’all too?” You ask him as you’re trying to make some

-he’s nowhere to be found when you ask him this. but then after

-“ah ah ah! ¡Lávate las manos, Cabron!!” You’ll slap Luffys hands and speak in a semi- stern tone but in a calm manner when he tries to eat the carnitas you have.

-“come on just a little bite babeeee!!!/——“

-“NO!” You’ll explode and the whole ship hears you. You’re so angry and tired of trying from being stressed out.

-“I have to do everything around here god damn it! Please just help me with shit if you want to be a good boyfriend por favor!!” Y/n is just thankful to have some shit being done.

-“NOW HELP ME OR YOURE NOT GETTING MY PORTIONS OF FOOD!!” Then he IMMEDIATELY STARTS TO UNINTENTIONALLY CLEAN THE DECK AND HELP SORT OUT HIS LAUNDRY… let’s be honest luffy never does his laundry

˗ˏˋ꒰🍓꒱ zoro

-will instantly yell back at you

- “y/n why are you mad at me!?”

- “YOU BROKE THE LAUNDRY BASKET!”

-“IT WAS IN THE WAY WHEN I WAS TRAINING!!”

- you slap him and groan mumbling you have to do shit. You’re not even going to complain with him right now

- that is until a couple of hours later some random ass bitch at the bar y’all were at, was literally trying to pick a fight with zoro. And talk shit. And you were sober the whole time.

-“HIJOLE a chingada wey!! Nobody talks shit about my man but me!!” You slap the guy with a chancla aiming like a super Latina mom. And literally defend your moss head novio whose found a nice sleeping place, sitting down.

-“NOW YOU YOU NEED TO LEARN HOW TO WIPE AMD CLEAN THE TOILET BEFORE YOU FLUSH MR!”

-“Y/n you’re embarrassing me!-“

-“I DONT GIVE A RATS ASS IF IM EMBARRASSING YOU! I ONLY ASK YOU TO DO ONE THING ONE THING!! AND YOU BARELY DO”

-he’s picking you up and you’re kicking his chest to put him down.

˗ˏˋ꒰🍓꒱ sanji

- “Y PUTA ALA MADRE WEY!!” You’ll be storming out angry. if sanji sees you angry it’s best for him to not try and ask…

- he’s learned the hard way.

-“VINSMOKE SANJI!!” You know when a Hispanic woman yells your government legal name, you’re fucked

-“Yes Mon amour??” He’d asked you in a kind manner

-“why isn’t the FLOOR MOPPED!?”

-MALE WIFE.EXE ACTIVATED

- the last time he talked back to you he cried, and begged for forgiveness like down on his knees and holding your legs.

-“Aye cabron get off!!! i forgive you i’m just telling you next time to use fabuloso.”

- he finds it adorable when you’re mad and punched your cheeks

-you’ll bite his finger and he’s gonna be like. “OW!!”

-“beloved what’s wrong?”

-silent treatment and he has to start guessing and do everything around the house. but really it’s because she’ll only yell at him without her goodbye kiss. or her love letters on the napkin with her liquado (smoothie en español de tex-mex)

˗ˏˋ꒰🍓꒱ Law

-oh hell no

-he forgets what he signed up for.

- “CALLATE WEY!!!” The minute you throw a chancla at his head he’s not even pissed he’s just laughing because you got him good

- “shut up for one minute will you y/n-ya.” He regrets it. You start causing a scene and then embarrass him, if his crew steps in. They’re not gonna like it they just say out of it.

-last time penguin almost lost a finger. While doing the chores. Doing the laundry’s and cooking.

-“ NO YOU LISTEN TO ME GOD DAMN IT!!!! MOTHER FUCKER WHO HATES IT WHEN HIS FOOD IS TOUCHING BY A SMIDGE!”- you grab him by the ear. “Ugh I have to do everything for him.”

-“oh really?” Law would reply out of frustration, and throwing you over his shoulders just to fuck some sense into you. Because you got mad you needed dick in his office. Now you’re still complaining, because his room office is a mess.

#monster trio x reader #law x y/n #law x latina! reader #monster trio x Hispanic! reader #˗ˏˋ꒰🐄 ꒱ one piece x reader #˗ˏˋ꒰🐄꒱ one piece imagines #˗ˏˋ꒰ 👹 ꒱ monster trio #˗ˏˋ꒰🕊️ ꒱ sanji #˗ˏˋ꒰🗡️ ꒱ zoro #˗ˏˋ꒰☠️ ꒱ luffy #˗ˏˋ꒰🩺 ꒱ law #monster trio x hispanic reader #༊*·˚ ositas master list #one piece x latina! reader #ੈ♡˳ one piece x latina reader

[deedala]

✨ weekly tag wednesday - firsts! ✨

thanks for the game @mybrainismelted and for tagging me!! and @energievie !! 💖💖

Name: deanna🌱

Age: noel

First Pet? we got a miniature schnauzer when i was 6, they let me name her Lady after lady and the tramp

First Word? i dont have a single clue lol

First Celebrity Crush? i think it could have been JTT??

First IRL Crush? uuhhhm...i remember there was a boy in my first grade class who was so pretty it made me cry lmao

First kiss? some guy i married

First Car? my moms old maroon dodge caravan (1993 maybe?)

First apartment/house/dorm/whatever away from your parents? sure i guess my freshmen dorm room. my roommate was an absolute sociopath who bullied the shit out of me. she was a rich kid from Evanston, IL!

First time on a plane? uuhh i was a kid probably pretty little, unsure exactly when or where to!

First cellphone? motorola 120e (the exact model is hard to pin down but im pretty sure it was this one?)

First concert? mighty mighty bosstones :mickeyscrunch:

First Foreign country you visited? i believe i landed in paris france the first time i went to europe? i was very nervous and the customs agent was 100% done with me from the START lmao

First sport you ever played? joined my first synchro skating team at 6 years old

First career aspiration? im pretty sure i wanted to me a veterinarian as a kid

And finally… tell me about the first time you wrote/drew/created/whatever something that made you think "wow" ack...uhm...? i honestly dont know?? maybe high school? thats when i got involved in the advanced level art classes

and now to tag in some other little nuggets! @darlingian @too-schoolforcool @michellemisfit @thepupperino @metalheadmickey @softmick @callivich @vintagelacerosette @squirrel-fund @creepkinginc @whatwouldmickeydo @gallawitchxx @mickeysgaymom @suzy-queued @crossmydna @gardenerian @mmmichyyy @tanktopgallavich @rereadanon @heymacy @heymrspatel @the-rat-wins @iansw0rld @loftec @palepinkgoat @jrooc @thisdivorce @blue-disco-lights @sam-loves-seb @sickness-health-all-that-shit @samantitheos @lee-ow @sleepyfacetoughguy @transmickey @lingy910y @ardent-fox @purplemagpie @wehangout @captainjowl @themarchg1rl @milkmaidovich and anyone else ofc 💖

#tag game #weekly tag wednesday

[goldberrg]

princess harrington

summery : Billy doesn't know why the inseparable Harrington twins aren't together at this party, but this is definitely his chance to hit on Y\N before Steve can snatch her from under his nose. Harrington jealously guards the innocence of his sister, and Hargrove just burns with the desire to try out her tight little pussy first.

TW's – pwp ( 18+ ), dirty talk, alcohol, rough sex, sex in the car, drunk sex, hickeys \ bites, cunnilingus, first time, mentioning of incest.

— Our parents have bad taste and no sense of humor. — Y\N Harrington says, and Billy absolutely agrees with you.

His laughter is disassembled by how equally trained the Harrington twins are in the manner of copying their rich dad. And if Steve's snobbery and ironed collars make him sick, then he would love to look under the short skirt of yours. If only out of a desire to tease Harrington once again, he never gets tired of this activity.

— You should have seen how his mother's face fell when Steve received a rejection letter from Harvard. — you continue to chirp. — She was already buzzing to her friends from the golf club that he would continue the tradition.

Heather Holloway nods and laughs, and Billy, who so successfully overhears this conversation, gets another interesting fact in a long list of things that the mention of which can upset Steve.

He is frankly bored at this stupid Carol party, but watching Harrington inflames him a little. You are wearing a stupid vest with diamonds and a v-neck, like some kind of nerd, but everything below immediately makes him close his eyes to it. A plaid skirt in a fold barely covers your hips, and it's already warm enough outside, so instead of tights, you put on high socks that do not hide small round knees.

Billy doesn't know why the inseparable Harrington twins aren't together at this party, but this is definitely his chance to hit on Y\N before Steve can snatch you from under his nose. Harrington jealously guards the innocence of his sister, and Hargrove just burns with the desire to try out her tight little pussy first.

— You bored, Harrington? — Billy knows your every response to any of his attacks, so it won't be difficult to make the right scenario.

— Fuck off, Hargrove. — you look at him with contempt and a slight disgust, and Billy remembers this look so that he can later recall them all to you. Heather is unobtrusively clinging to his thigh, but it's been no fun with her for a long time, so Billy brushes her off like an annoying fly.

— You'll make it your wish when you win at beer pong with me. — Billy laughs.

— Dont want to.

— How could I forget that you are the same cowardly bitch as your brother. — he knows all your weaknesses, counts three-two-one, got caught.

— Fuck you, Hargrove. — you are angry, but you had already lost, succumbing to his skillful manipulation.

A table is cleared for those two, the crowd closes in, watching with interest and egging on as soon as they take their seats on different sides.

It's only after the third drink that Harrington remembers who you contacted — it's Billy Hargrove, the king, your brother's main rival on the basketball court, he gets drunk very slowly and always hits the target. But you will not retreat, especially in front of so many people, even if your brother has lost his authority among their classmates, you are still Princess Harrington.

— You lost it, baby, — Billy grins. — You'll owe me a wish.

— No shit, Hargrove.

— Oh, it's going to be completely innocent. — he laughs, and the laughter sends shivers down your spine.

Fuck it, the main thing now is to get home before it finally covers you. But you are so drunk, drunk, drunk that you can't even handle the car keys.

— Do you need a ride? — Harrington flinches at the sound of someone else's voice, you didn't even notice how Billy followed you out of the house, and now he's parking right behind you.

The Camaro gleams invitingly with its polished body, and the last thing you are ever going to do is get into Billy Hargrove's car. Lower down on your “never" list is just getting home on foot.

— I'm not going to eat you, Harrington.

— Okay. — you say back and settle into the passenger seat.

Billy starts off at breakneck speed, the cabin smells stupefyingly of his cigarettes and cologne, the smell gets in his nose, and you open the window on your side to get at least a little. It's only a short drive from Carol's house, you can tolerate Hargrove's presence for a little longer. Your head is buzzing with beer, you havent drunk so much at a time before, your eyes sleepily close, despite the rock music coming from the player.

— Hey, princess, don't sleep. — Billy slaps the steering wheel and pulls off the road, parking behind the trees.

You blink and the next thing you feel is a hot wet tongue on your neck and hard calloused fingers on your knee. You want to scream, to push him away from you, because it's Billy, mother fucking Billy Hargrove, but you guessed what usually happens in this car and you sat down with him. His mouth draws in the skin on your neck, his hands skillfully climb under the vest and squeeze your chest through the shirt and bra. He smells sharp, touches you correctly, so that it twists in a knot in the stomach.

— Hargrove, stop it. — you fight back sluggishly, rest your palms on his shoulders.

— Have you been touched here before? — the fingers under the skirt stroke the hips, gently press through the lace, and you feel how hot and wet it becomes at the bottom.

—Yes. — you breathe into his ear, his lips parting in a grin and greedily dig into your mouth.

— I thought Princess Harrington was a good girl. — Billy presses harder with two fingers, moves in circles, with the other hand rips out the buttons on your perfectly white shirt, still not taking off a single thing from you. — Turns out she's a little wet slut.

You moan into his mouth, arching towards him under skillful hands.

— I'm not... I'm not a slut. — your breath is lost when Billy leaves the first sensitive hickey on your neck, you finally ceases to control the situation when the clothes gradually disappear from your body, and his teeth bite and pull the nipple. — Damn it.

— Yeah? — Billy pulls away, raising a malicious eyebrow, and you automatically reach for him. — And you look exactly like that now.

He moves into the backseat, pulls you behind him, undressing you hastily, crushes you, spreads you out like a pinned butterfly. You are wearing only those high socks and loafers, and a path of inflaming hickeys stretches from the smooth neck to the navel.

— I never had it with anyone.. — you whisper and get lost.

— Had what? — Billy teases, spreading your legs apart, buries his nose in the current narrow slit, rubs his tongue at the very entrance. — Haven't you fucked?

— Yeah.

— Just say it, princess, you're already a big girl. — he licks you greedily, tickles your clitoris with his lips, pressing his tongue, pushes two fingers at once, and you tremble under him, filled, tight, greedily embracing him with trembling walls. — And who were you saving your pussy for?

You arw silent, moaning with displeasure only when Billy takes his fingers out of you and pulls away.

— Answer me. — he grins and defiantly puts his fingers smeared in your grease in his mouth, sucking. — Do you want my dick, Harrington?

— Yes. — you sob and reache out to him with your hands, unbuttoning the buttons on your shirt with trembling fingers, with you mouth to your hard stomach, with the palms on sides.

—Stronger than his? — Billy doesn't move, allowing himself to be undressed.

— Yeah.. — you snap the buckle of his belt, pulls his jeans and underwear over his hips and freeze, as if not knowing what to do next.

— And who do you imagine when you touch yourself in the shower, Princess? — Billy reaches into the glove compartment for a condom.

— I'm not..

— Don't lie to me. — he slowly rolls the rubber band around his dick. — Or I'll drop you out of the car right now.

— Steve..

— What? I didn't hear you, baby. — Billy scoffs, laying you on your shoulder blades, passing his tongue from ear to collarbone.

—It's Steve. — you breathe, blushing.

— Little pervert. — he laughs, roughly pushing into you, immediately deep almost to the full length, looks fascinated as your mouth opens, as you eyes open, licks salty tears from rosy cheeks. — Imagining how your own brother fucks you?

You whimper and cling to his shoulders, breathe hunted and put your neck under the teeth, swinging you hips to wet squelching slaps of skin on skin.

— Please..

—What, Princess?

— I want to cum.

— Really? — he moves hard in you, driving you crazy with every thrust, returns his fingers to the clitoris, pressing.

— Billy... — you choke on a moan, choke with pleasure, smear your lips droolingly on his chin. Y\N Harrington is no better or worse than the other high school sluts Billy fucked in his car. But you is his little battle trophy.

He ends up slipping out of your body, helps you get dressed and put your hair in some semblance of order, and at a certain moment it seems to you that Billy Hargrove is not such an asshole. He tucks the lace panties into his jeans pocket. — Why?

— You owe me a wish. — Billy grins, returning to the driver's seat. He can already imagine Steve Harrington's furious face when he throws his sister's panties in his face in the locker room after basketball and says that you dropped them in the Camaro.

— Okay, asshole.

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do you have any advice for anyone just entering their 20s

im not exactly the expert here given that i am still in my 20s but heres what i got

you can just lie on your resume. a lot of places wont even check if you have the degree you say you have so you may as well wing it

start getting fitter before you develop 1 million problems from your job running you into the ground/poison in the air and the water/etc. just like yoga and walking around and stuff is fine

dont take any opioids you didnt get directly from a pharmacy

if you end up owing medical debt for whatever reason just get in touch with your hospital/doctor/whatever and theyll usually have resources to forgive it or knock it down to a lower amount. and by the time it gets sold to a debt collector theyll usually only be asking for a fraction of it anyway

even if youre still living with your parents you can have a sex life. its not hard. you can sneak the other person in or go over to their place or just fuck in a car

you can make a bong out of so many things in your environment once you get the basic physics of it

join a club or take up a hobby or do literally anything to build a real life friend group. if you only talk to online ppl your sense of perspective gets really skewed and you start saying shit like "people who like piss have it so easy compared to people who like doodoo" in public

i hope that helps