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sugusearrings · 6 months

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( ‘ better .’ ) You keep my hand around your neck, we connect, are you feeling it now? Cause I am. You keep my hand around your neck, we connect, are you feeling it now? I got so high the other night, I swear to God, felt my feet lift the ground. I got so high the other night, I swear to God, felt my feet lift the ground. Oh yeah, Your back against the wall This is all you’ve been talking about In my ears Nothing feels better than this.

— summary: gojo satoru is living a life nobody knows about. not even his two bestfriends. he wants you (fem!reader) all to himself. — genre: super fluff but the end :( — playing: better by khalid — note(s): this song reminds me of gojo so much just being happy and living his life. daddy gojo needs a happy ending and come home already! 😭 but i'm so so sorry for the end please forgive me. very brief mention of smut though. might be some spelling errors, kind of tired and lazy to do rn sorry. — word count: 3k

Satoru Gojo is the strongest sorcerer alive.

He is the honored one.

He is gifted with the Six eyes.

And he is one cocky motherfucker. He always knew about the power he contained which did give him an ego boost. Nobody can tell him otherwise, he is the strongest and honored one.

Many would wonder who would put up with Satoru and his egoistic attitude? Underneath it he is very caring of everyone and he can be funny too. Sometimes. Or at least Shoko and Suguru would say. But they did enjoy their snowy color hair friend and of course he loved his two closest friends.

It was just another day of Gojo bragging how he conquered today’s mission. Shoko was texting on her phone while Suguru was ordering a coffee at the cafe they stopped at because Gojo was whining and pleading to go there since last week. Gojo stopped rambling as his perfect shade of blue eyes looked through the glass of the treats they had on display. Suguru noticed his friend eyeing all the sweets. He knew where this was going.

“Are you really going to waste money on all those sweets, Satoru?” Suguru asked, taking a sip of his coffee. Gojo looked over at the raven hair boy and grinned. It was like he read his mind.

“And why wouldn’t I? Shouldn’t the strongest get a reward?”

That’s when he heard it. He heard a gentle giggle coming from inside. The cafe was small so it didn’t take long for Gojo to see you with your group of friends. He saw the group wearing the same school uniform so it was obvious you all went together. He wasn’t sure if you were giggling at him or with your friends.

But it caught his attention.

He was so caught up staring at you he didn’t even hear the cashier trying to get his attention so they could take his order. He waved them off before making his way over to you.

“That was bold of him.”

Shoko said, reaching to grab Suguru’s coffee for a sip. Suguru nodded. He was taken aback by Gojo's sudden action. His dark hues watched as his best friend brought a chair to sit at your table to talk to you. He noticed the faint blush on your cheeks as you laughed at one of his corny jokes.

“Very bold.” Suguru smiled at Satoru coming back towards them with a cheesy grin on his face.

“Not only am I the strongest and honored one, I am the most handsome.” He announced proudly.

“Is that so Satoru?” He chuckled while taking his coffee back from Shoko. Gojo nodded, getting back on line.

“Very much so, Sugu!”

The two boys looked over seeing you shyly wave at Satoru before leaving the cafe. “She thinks I’m very handsome.” He winked at Suguru then turned to wave goodbye to you.

“She probably said that so you can leave her alone.” Shoko chimed in. Suguru chuckled watching Satoru pout like the brat he is.

“Oh yeah? Then why would she give me this?”

Satoru proudly showed your name on a napkin along with your number. Shoko took it to examine it while Suguru’s bangs draped over her head as he leaned over to read. They were pretty shocked his corny lines actually worked.

“Maybe she’s desperate.” Shoko mumbled. Satoru gasped dramatically, holding his chest with his hand.

“Hey!”

“Name..is very pretty. But she’s definitely a non-sorcerer. Maybe she does actually like you, Toru.” Suguru smiled. Satoru was still pouting, and took out his yellow flip phone. “I’ll text, name right now!”

Satoru grumbled. He glanced over to see his slice of strawberry cake ready to be eaten. He handed the cashier his card and grabbed the bag.

A whole day passed and Satoru received no text back. Of course his friends teased him about how you gave him a fake number. He started to lose some hope. Maybe his friends were right. Maybe you gave him the wrong number just so he can leave you alone. It kind of hurt but he wasn’t going to tell Shoko and Suguru that. He really thought you two hit it off the other day.

Satoru was actually in his dorm just laying on his bed in the dark. He was actually nodding off into a nap when he heard his phone buzz. He groaned quietly, reaching over for it. He assumed it was Suguru texting him to ask where he was. But when he saw an unfamiliar number he furrowed his white brows. He opened the text.

hey satoru. it’s me, name.

He quickly sat up and sat on the edge of the bed. His eyes widening and his heartbeat stops. You actually text him.

heyyy name. wat’s up?

Was that too basic? Was that too dry? Shit. Why did he reply so fast?! Now he looks desperate.

Another buzz.

i’m good! srry i didn’t reply yesterday, i got caught up studying and ended up passing out with my book on my chest.

Satoru chuckled lightly, imagining you so tired you slept with the book in hand.

u probably looked so cute like that.

Buzz.

oh please lol

no seriously! but don’t study too hard, don’t want you too tired you’ll forget about lil old me

i’m sure it’ll be hard to forget someone like you, satoru.

He smiled down at his small screen reading over that text.

You confirmed to Gojo that you were a non-sorcerer without even saying it.

You went to regular school and had a pretty normal life. You were raised by a single mother who works in a hospital as a nurse. You had a younger sibling who was in grade school. You hated math but really loved literature. You wanted to be a teacher not so much a nurse because you saw the long hours your mother worked. She didn’t have too much time for you or your sibling so most of the responsibilities were left on you. Your favorite color was blue ( of course he made a joke it was your favorite now because of his eyes - he might be right on that but you didn’t tell him that ). You also had such a sweet tooth.

Gojo decided not to tell his best friends about you replying to him. Maybe it was selfish of him to keep them out of it, but he just didn’t correct them when they asked about you again. Soon it was forgotten and nobody brought you up. Gojo also kept it to himself of his power, him being a sorcerer. He just told you he went to a good private school. Lucky for him, you didn’t ask any follow up questions.

Whenever he had a long mission and it would be hard to text you back, he would just say he was studying for an upcoming exam. You were very understanding because you were going through the same thing. But when Gojo did come home, he would call you.

You two would speak on the phone for hours. He liked the sound of your voice. He liked the silence you two would share on the phone. It could be a whole hour of silence and he was content just hearing you hum a little tune or curse under your breath while you were looking for something you misplaced. Gojo would fall asleep to the sound of your voice late at night. You would tell him goodnight before you went to sleep yourself. Being with you, Satoru was not the strongest.

He was not the honored one

He didn’t need his Six eyes.

He was just Satoru Gojo.

When Gojo didn’t have missions, that’s when you two spent time together. You two would flip a coin to see if you were going to one of his favorite restaurants or one of your favorite museums. The day would always end at the cafe where you two met. You two would share a slice of strawberry cake and each would take a turn eating the strawberry on top. But Satoru would always pretend he would forget whose turn it was and would let you eat it.

When you graduated school, you did invite him to the ceremony. You swore you didn’t see him in the crowd. But he was there, cheering your name so loud it caused you to flush and get a little embarrassed. After the ceremony, Gojo hung out with your family and they adored him. Your sibling thought he was so funny and your mother couldn’t get over how charming he was.

When it was time for him to go, you walked him downstairs. You insist you would walk him to the bus but Gojo rejected the offer. He didn’t want you walking back by yourself.

“Thank you for coming, Satoru. It means so much to me.”

You told him with a smile looking up at him. Gojo felt his throat drying up and his palms becoming sweaty. He bit down his lip feeling his heart race picking up. You noticed he was awfully quiet. You furrowed your brows. “Toru?”

Gojo leaned down to press his lips against yours. You froze up a bit before you could react, Gojo pulled away quickly.

“I-I’m sorry I-I just couldn’t…I-...fuck!” He yelled, grabbing the bridge of his nose dropping his head. You stood frozen not even noticing him having a melt down. When you finally snapped out of it you saw the dark red on his cheeks with a frown. “I-I didn’t mean to cross the boundaries like that honestly, name. I won't ever do it aga –”

You pulled the collar of his jacket down enough so you can kiss him back. His eyes widened behind his sunglasses. He reacted faster than you did, he placed his hand on your cheek and began to kiss you back.

So you two began to date once the summer began. Did much change between you and Gojo? Not really. Your mother and friends were surprised you two just now became a couple. They just assumed you two were already dating.

He was just a lot more affectionate. He would hold your hand anywhere you two went. He would kiss you while waiting to cross the street or hold you from behind. Gojo would take pictures of you or the two of you whenever he could. When he would pick you up he would have a gift or flowers. Most of the time it was both.

He was the perfect boyfriend. Your friends loved him so much he was always invited when you guys would hang out. Even girls night, they would invite Gojo. They love when he would come for karaoke especially.

Gojo liked this life he had on the side and didn’t have to share it with anyone. He wanted to keep you away from that as much as possible. All to himself.

But at the end of the summer, everything changed.

Gojo was late to come over for a date you both planned. He’s never late to anything. He even shows up at least half an hour early. When you were calling and sending texts over and over, you knew something was wrong. So you just waited till it was time to go to sleep.

Late at night you woke up to a pair of cerulean blues staring down at you.

“Gojo?!”

You nearly yelled startled. He hushed you not to wake up your sibling who was sleeping. You sat up and was ready to ask him so many questions. Like how did he get inside of your apartment? Why was he just showing up now? But Gojo fell onto his knees then broke down into sobs. Tears streaming down his now red cheeks. The cry was from heartbreak. You got off the bed to comfort your boyfriend.

That’s when you found out about his best friend, Geto left.

And everything else.

It took a few days for Gojo to explain everything to you. About curses, his mission, his six eyes, his friends, and everything else. It honestly made your head spin. At first you thought he was mad and just making it up. But once he showed you his infinity and tried to get close to him. You physically couldn't. It was like a force field was keeping you two apart. You were dating Satoru Gojo, The strongest sorcerer alive.

The honored one.

Gifted with the Six eyes.

Did that change anything between you two? No.

You just wish he was honest in the beginning but you understood.

It was a lot to tell anyone who wasn’t part of that world.

Gojo barely left your side since his best friend Geto left him after killing the entire village and his parents. He wanted to kill non-sorcerers like you.

“But Toru, Suguru can just come any day now and kill everybody.”

You frowned as you stroked his white hair as his head was laying on your chest. He liked to hear your heartbeat and cuddle into you. He picked up his head with his beautiful blue eyes staring at you.

“You don’t think I can protect you, name?” He asked you. You shook your head sitting up making him sit up.

“I didn’t say that.”

“You might as well have.” He shook his head. You frowned.

“Satoru, it’s kind of scary to hear your friend wants to kill people like me, who aren’t sorcerers.”

“But he won’t!” He raised his voice making you lean back. Gojo grabbed both of your hands and stared into your own eyes.

“I promise to protect you with everything, name. I swear nobody, even Suguru, will never lay a finger let alone breathe the same air as you. I love you so much, name I can’t lose you too. I’ll never let you be in any kind of danger because of me.”

Your face was heating up while you stared at him eyes wide.

“Y-You love me, Satoru?”

Gojo blinked, realizing he confessed his feelings to you just now. He could feel his own cheeks heating up. He let out a chuckle and rubbed the back of his neck.

“I guess I got lost in the moment. Just trying to be heroic to my girlfriend.” He laughed nervously. You giggled and placed your hand on his warm dark pink cheek.

“I love you too.”

Gojo gives you his infamous grin before he kisses you passionately. That same night you and Gojo made love for the first time. It was the first time for you both. Gojo could feel himself becoming nervous for the first time in his life. You could tell he was but you reassured him you trusted him. You love him and he loves you. He made sure to be gentle with your body. He would look up at you with his white thick eyelashes fluttering with his blue hues darkening with lust. “Is this okay?” “I’m not hurting you am I?” “You’re doing so good...such a good girl.” “You look so pretty taking me whole like that.”

It took two days for Gojo to finally lose some stamina.

Satoru felt the weight being lifted off his shoulders when he told you the truth. But he still kept you separated from that life. The further you were from it, the easier it would be to protect you. You weren’t mad but some days it was overwhelming seeing him come home with bruises or blood on his clothes.

There were nights you would wait up for him and he wouldn’t come home till the early morning. You did feel helpless you couldn't do more for him but he reassured all he needed was you to be home waiting for him. But you stood by him for all these years. Especially when he brought in two children named Megumi and Tsumiki to live with you both.

After graduating university, you moved in with Satoru. He became a teacher at his old school and you became a teacher in grade school. You grew a bond with Megumi and Tsumiki. Both knew you weren’t a sorcerer but didn’t treat you any different. They both saw you as a mother figure and adored you.

After a long day at work you walked into the cafe where it all started.

Where you met your husband for the first time.

You could still hear his cheerful laugh and his gorgeous smile.

His eyes practically glowing whenever the sunlight would graze against them even with the shades on.

“Welcome! How can I help you?” The cashier asked with a smile. You smiled back already knowing what you wanted to order.

“Hi can I get a strawberry cake,” you started then paused a bit but the cashier was patient, “sorry I kind of got stuck for a second, haha.” you giggled. The cashier nodded and wrote it down on her pad. “Oh also can you write something on it. “It’s a ghoul?” The cashier looked up with a wider smile.

“Because it’s Halloween right?” She giggled. You smiled again.

“Yeah! ” You handed her your card. She gave the card back once she was finished ringing you up.

“I think it’s cute. You’re practically glowing.” She gushed, making you blush a light pink. You walked over to take a seat. You reached into your purse to take out the sonogram you had done earlier before going to work. You smiled warmly seeing your precious baby resting in your belly. You could see the circle they made with the computer with the “IT’S A GIRL”.

You knew your baby was a girl.

Your hand was placed over your slightly swollen belly. Your wedding ring glistening by the light. You checked your phone for the time then you started to look at all the photos you had of Gojo or the both of you. There were some photos of Megumi and Tsumiki. There was a video you took when you told Gojo the news you were pregnant. He nearly broke the ceiling. Literally. You let out a small giggle. You knew he was going to be over the moon finding out about your baby girl.

What you didn’t know was that

Satoru Gojo

The strongest sorcerer alive,

The honored one,

Gifted with the six eyes,

Was being sealed tonight.

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fuckmyskywalker · 9 months

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Trigger — Anakin Skywalker.

— CW: 18+, smut, (kind of) Dark content, gun play, blowjob, mentions of murder, cum play (ig). Please DNI if you aren't comfortable with these topics. | EXTREMELY NOT PROOFREAD, sorry.

— A/N: Gonna work on requests soon, I got a bit sick yesterday and honestly I'm feeling super tired and depressed rn, not really living my girlboss life atm. This sucks btw, my brain isn't working properly so my English is shittier than usual, sorry.

The cold metal of the gun scrapes on your skull, a constant reminded of how much your life is at risk. Anakin's thumb is wrapped around the trigger, staring at you from above and smirking deviously.

"Keep going." Is all he says, before pressing the gun against your head tighter.

His hard length slides deeper inside your mouth, throbbing and leaking. His free hand guides your mouth, promptly using you as his personal fleshlight, moaning every time you gag around his cock and smiling when he wipes the tears away from your flushed cheeks. Anakin pushes your head all the way down, until your nose brushes the small patch of dark blonde hair at the base of his cock, his musky scent mixed with leather filling your senses and making you feel dizzy with pleasure.

Anakin checks the watch around his wrist, faking a disappointed sigh. "Five more minutes." He lets you know, brushing a stray lock away from your flushed face. "Are you really that useless you can't make me come even when your life's on the line?"

A sob chokes on your throat, muffled by his cock. The adrenaline and the fear mix in a delicious aphrodisiac running through your veins, forcing you to do as much as you can to give him what he wants. Your poor, neglected pussy is dripping and begging for the tiniest bit of attention, but you know better than to try and relief the ache yourself. Instead, you focus on him, on giving him the pleasure he seeks for. Your jaw hurts, and there's no doubt your throat is raw and sore, but he is right, your life's on the line.

"I'm not telling you again." Anakin warns, yanking your hair and lifting his hips so he can continue fucking your face. "Do you really want to die like this? Pathetic little bitch."

The pitiful moan you let go makes him laugh, Anakin is thriving, harder than he has ever been. You suck on his dick as if your life depends on it, mostly because it does; Hollowing your cheeks you hear his breath hitching, which means you are doing a good job. More tears roll down your face and there's a disgusting mess of saliva pooling at the base of his long cock and your chin, dripping all the way down his balls.

"That's it, see? You can do it. You give better head when you are about to die." Anakin is mean, he is a horrible person, especially when it comes to you— only because he knows you love it.

Perhaps he is feeling merciful tonight, helping you get him closer to his orgasm by using your hair as leverage to slide his cock in and out your mouth, moaning and saying profanities, cursing, promising to fulfill even more of your filthy fantasies. It only takes a few more seconds for him to come all over your face, gritting his teeth as his hips falter, body shivering with relief. His hot, sticky cum sticks to your hair, your cheeks, some of it sliding down your mouth. Your tongue licks it and the taste itself makes your eyes roll back, lost in ecstasy.

Anakin breathes heavily, still seating in the black chair. He removes the gun from your head and clicks the lock, just in case. He pops open the cylinder, and right in front of you, his smile widened.

"What's so funny?" You ask in a quiet voice, your throat raw.

"Look." He simply says, handing you the gun. You grab it with shaky hands, checking it as he instructed.

A cold shiver runs down your spine, noticing instantly how the single bullet was aimed directly at the barrel. Which could only mean…

If Anakin had pulled the trigger, you would've be dead.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 English isn't my first language, sorry for any mistakes!

#𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 anya writes!#dark!anakin skywalker #anakin x reader #anakin skywalker x reader smut #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker drabble #dark!anakin #anakin skywalker smut #anakin skywalker imagine #anakin skywalker x you #anakin skywalker prompt #anakin skywalker x female reader #anakin skywalker one shot #anakin skywalker fanfiction

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neptune-lover · 1 year

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Pregnant? Pt 2

hi guys welcome back this is part two to my pregnant series I'm working on a few ideas rn they are just in the starting phase but hopefully I can get those out and start a master list if the stories I plan to do anyways I hope you guys enjoy

Tag list @moxkindagirl

Tw: talks of pregnancy, mentions of death and miscarriage, mentions of vomit/throwing up and mentions of sex(this is through out the entire story btw and this will be multiple parts)

It was now 10 am both Y/n and Rhea never went back to sleep. Everyone was now awake in the house. Dominik decided to make strawberries and cream crepes as it's y/n's favorite breakfast to eat. She didn't feel sick the rest of the morning and because of it being smackdown tonight and it just so happened to be in the city where the couples home was they didn't have to travel far today which made Y/n very happy. All 5 of them were members of Judgement day but the group already knew Y/n wasn't scheduled to be on the show tonight so she called Hunter (triple H for those who don't know) and let him know she wouldn't be in the building as she didn't feel good. The others however all had either fights or promos to do so Rhea took the lead and called in reinforcement. Who was the reinforcement you may ask well it was three of Y/n's best friends in wwe who they knew weren't scheduled to be on tonight. They were Becky, Seth and Liv. All people who either helped train her or had been by her side dating back to her NTX days especially Becky and Liv they were her best friends and Seth decided to come with Becky to come help cheer Y/n up. "So how exactly did you feel last nigh" Liv asked curious as she had a cousin who was a nurse so she knew a bit about health and medical stuff. "Well it was kinda just out of the blue I woke up and felt super sick and like throwing up" Y/n said "Ok well have you felt like that at all the rest of the day" Becky now asked as the wheels in her brain started turning. Y/n replied "Nope I've actually felt fine the rest of the day just a but restless and sleep and haven't been tired since I woke up" "ok and remind me what time this was again" Seth now said now believing he was thinking the same as his wife. "Ok I get you guys are trying to help but what's with all the questions" Y/n asked slightly agitated now with all the questions. Becky replied "Well what's your description sounds like morning sickness which is common in pregnancy" "That's exactly what I was starting to think" Liv and Seth said at the same time. Seth chimed in again "I remember Becky struggled with that a decent amount when she was pregnant with Roux"." Wait so you guys think I'm pregnant " Y/n said in a shocked tone "Well I'm not saying you 100% are but it's possible especially if you guys have been having unprotected sex especially recently" Becky explained. Silence filled the room Liv was the one to break it "Do you have any tests here or do you need to buy one or two" "Two would be more ideal because it's better to do two than one I remember my first test was negative then I took another it was positive I went to the doctors later that day and turns out I was pregnant" Becky said. "I can go drive to a store real quick and pick up a two pack if you don't have any" Seth offered. "Well this was never expected this early so we don't have any so if you wouldn't mind running to grab some I would appreciate it" Y/n said in a hushed tone. "Ya I'll go run right now" and with that Seth left the three girls alone while he went to go buy some pregnant tests.

That's all for part 2 I hope you guys enjoyed and part 3 will be out soon beyyyy

#the judgement day #damian priest x reader #demi bennett x reader #dominik mysterio x reader #finn balor x reader #rhea ripley x reader #wwe x reader #becky lynch #seth rollins #liv morgan #Poly! Judgement day x reader

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jakeyzzz · 8 months

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genuine...

(fluff/angst) sunghoon x f!reader oneshot

masterlist !

warnings! (mentions of sex, swearing, mentions of being used, best friends to lovers trope, crying, self - doubt , sunghoon being sunghoon, kissing, sunghoon throwing reader into water, fluff, sunghoon is saur romantic here... )

!! let me know if I missed anything

!! english is NOT my first language so please be nice ♡

🌘 1.5 k words 🌒

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,, Uhh... I'm gonna have to leave now'' The male next to you suddenly said, making you look at him in disappointment. You watched him putting his clothes back on after the intimate night you shared, feeling your Heart clench. ,, A- Are you serious... ?'' You stuttered. ,,Yeah, sorry .. I'm actually not interested in building a relationship or something. Just so you know. Have a good one'' He stated, looking at you one last Time before eventually leaving your Apartment. And as soon as your bedroom door closed, tears started streaming down your face. You felt so empty.

,,This happens all the goddamn time'' You whispered to yourself, choking on your Tears slightly. He was just like everyone else... even though you didn't want him to be. He seemed so sweet and caring the night before, but he ended up using you just like everyone else. You just wanted to know what it feels like to be loved by a guy ... but no one ever showed you.

However, as you were busy crying your eyes out because you were hurt once again, you noticed you phone buzz on your bedside table. You quickly wiped your tears away, before quickly checking your phone. It was your best friend. He randomly sent you two selfies, leaving you confused.

📱📱

Y/N : wtf ?

Sunghoon : what do you mean ? I look amazing .. now tell me which one is better :D

Y/N : I'm not in the mood rn, hoon

Sunghoon : what's wrong ?

Y/N : I don't wanna talk about it

Sunghoon : I'm coming over

Sunghoon : I'll be there in 10

Y/N : no.

Sunghoon : okay then i'll be there in 20 lol ( you can't stop me, loser )

Y/N : you're kinda annoying sometimes

Sunghoon : I know you love me. I'll take you out on a drive so get ready

📱📱

You knew you couldn't stop Sunghoon from coming over. So you quickly got up to find an outfit, and started to freshen up a bit. Your eyes were super puffy, your lips were dry and your hair was a mess. So after applying some chapstick, brushing your hair and putting on a comfy outfit, you waited for your best friend to arrive. And after a few minutes of waiting, he finally did.

You left your apartment before getting into his car, greeting him with a hug. ,,So... how's it going ?'' Sunghoon spoke up, finally driving away from your apartment. You sighed deeply. ,,Horrible'' Sunghoon chuckled, making you glare at him. ,,Are you sure you don't wanna talk about it ?'' He asked, glancing at you. ,,I kinda feel like i'm not loveable...'' You confessed. Sunghoon furrowed his eyebrows. ,,What the hell are you talking about ?'' You suddenly felt a tear running down your cheek. ,,Every time i meet someone new, they always end up using me for Sex. And I'm sick and tired of it, Sunghoon. I just want to be loved and appreciated for once without being hurt. Do you understand that ?'' Sunghoon nodded his head with no hesitation. ,,Of course I do. I'm so sorry '' He answered, before carefully taking your hand into his.

He softly caressed your hand with his thumb in a reassuring way, making your heart beat faster. When you looked at Sunghoon, you noticed his mouth curving into a soft smile. ,,You'll find someone who loves you the way you deserve to be loved. I promise '' He said, as you softly wiped your tears away. ,,And how do you know that ?'' You mumbled. Sunghoon giggled. ,,Because i'm Park Sunghoon'' He answered with confidence, making you roll your eyes.

Right before you could even ask where you were going, Sunghoon stopped his car. He looked at you with a grin on his face as he let go off your hand, before carefully getting out of his car. He walked over to the other side of the car and opened the door for you, signaling you to get out. ,,Thank you...'' You mumbled quietly, making Sunghoon smile softly. ,,You're welcome. Follow me'' He commanded. You really wondered where he was taking you. You were in the middle of nowhere, and you started getting nervous for some reason.

After literally walking through the woods for 10 minutes straight, you arrived at the most beautiful place you've ever been to. You stared at the river in front of you in awe, fascinated by the crystal clear water. You even spotted a waterfall. The trees around the river were decorated with lights, and the sound of the waterfall was incredibly calming. This place surely reminded you of a fairytale. ,,Do you like it ?'' You heard Sunghoon say as he stood behind you. ,,I love it'' Sunghoon smiled. He slowly came closer to you, before gently wrapping his hand around your waist, pulling you into a back hug. Sunghoon's hugs have always been the best ones. ,,How are you feeling ?'' He whispered, resting his head on your shoulder. You smiled lightly. ,,Better... thank you for taking me here, Hoon...'' Sunghoon sighed in relief. ,,I'm so glad you're doing better...'' He mumbled quietly, holding you even tighter. You couldn't help but feel butterflies in your stomach when Sunghoon held you like that.

His hugs somehow felt .. genuine.

,,Do you think we can swim in here ?'' You asked the boy behind you, pointing at the river. ,,Yeah, we can. We didn't bring anything with us tho...'' Sunghoon stated, making you scoff. ,,Sunghoon, be for real. We've known each other since we were babies, and we've always been really close. I really don't mind you seeing me in my underwear at this point.'' You explained, before pulling your oversized Shirt over your Head, and removing your sweatpants. Sunghoon shrugged his shoulders before doing the same thing, following you into the water right after.

The water was slightly warm, yet refreshing. It had the perfect temperature for taking a swim on a hot summer day. Sunghoon slowly swam towards you before quickly picking you up, throwing you into the water as you let out a loud scream . You gently wiped the water off your face, before glaring at him. Sunghoon laughed loudly at your grumpy face, and you couldn't help but laugh along with him. Before Sunghoon could say anything else, you quickly swam up to him, and pulled him into a hug. He didn't hesitate to hug you back. You smiled to yourself, trying not to laugh before letting yourself fall backwards, pulling Sunghoon into the water with you. ,,Now we're even...'' You stated, giggling quietly.

The moment you brushed your wet hair back with your fingers, you noticed that Sunghoon has suddenly become utterly silent. Thinking you've done something wrong, you immediately apologized. ,,Sorry for doing this I thought it wouldn't bother y-''

,,I love you, Y/N'' Sunghoon interrupted you, leaving you in shock. ,,W- What ?'' You stuttered, looking at him with widened eyes. ,,I love you. It's always been you...'' He confessed shyly. Your eyes softened when you saw the nervousness in his eyes. You've never seen him like this. He was even shaking a bit.

Sunghoon has always been there for you. He held you tight whenever you needed to cry, he cuddled you whenever you felt down, he took you on late night drives whenever you needed some distraction, you could call him whenever you needed someone to talk, and most importantly : he always made sure you're happy. And whenever you weren't happy or someone hurt you, it hurt him as well. Because he couldn't stand seeing you like this. He always needed to see you smile. To him, you had the most beautiful smile. He was in love with you. And when you had him in front of you confessing his love to you, you realized how much you actually loved him as well.

God, you were so blind.

,,Kiss me'' You whispered, staring into his brown eyes. Sunghoon let out a shaky breath before connecting your lips into a passionate kiss. Goosebumps ran across your skin when you felt his fingertips trace over your skin. Sunghoon slightly tilted his head as your lips moved against each other's. ,,You're so beautiful'' He whispered against your lips, running his hands over your wet body. You quickly pulled his face to yours again, deepening the kiss as your hand gently caressed his neck. You already knew you could never get sick of the taste of his lips. After a few minutes you eventually broke the kiss, before wrapping your arms around Sunghoon's neck, staring into his eyes deeply. He smiled softly. ,,I must be in heaven...'' He mumbled with a big smile on his face, making you giggle. Sunghoon pulled you closer to his body, holding you tight just how you liked it. He placed a soft kiss on your forehead, making you melt into his touch. ,,So this is what being loved feels like...''

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innocent-cat · 11 months

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Hello, if you're still taking request could it be headcanons with with Vax, Percy, and Vex. (Separately)

Where the S/O is a lot like Yor Forger.

GUESS WHO IS BACK!!!!

Oh my gosh, I love SpyxFamily! right away xx

Reader x Vox Machina

Warnings - None

"Scarlet paint on their face", Assassin!Reader x Various

Vax

Okay, so, weird thing about both Vax AND Vex, they're extremely stalkerish.

the very MOMENT they thought you were acting even slightly suspicious, they immediately discussed it with each other.

"Vex-" "Yes, me too."

they most def hear EVERYTHING you do.

They had a little book that had information about everything you did.

your fault, why aren't you home by the mandatory curfew (that they implemented that nobody in fact listens to) of 8PM sharp?

You'll usually feel Vax's eyes on you when you come home after a bounty, but you choose to pretend you're oblivious to it so you can continue acting clueless.

HOWEVERRRR he eventually cornered you and confronted you.

you walked in and he was just like.. leaning against the wall all nerdy.. so you kinda just.. side eyed him and walked by..

"Where have you been?"

your heart dropped to your asssssss, him confronting you was so much scarier than it needed to be.

"What are you talking about?"

"We know you've been sneaking out. You're never home by 8."

"..Nobody follows that anyway, Vax.. not even Pikes home right now. Who are you, my dad?" You raised an eyebrow at him as you spoke down to him for asking you what's been going on.

"Vex told me you went to a washers covered in blood. What's that all about?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. Maybe don't stalk random people, it's creepy, Vax." You scoff, and storm off to your room.

You sit down in your bed and heave a sigh, letting the knife drop that was hidden between your arm and side under your oversized blouse.

Vex

Vex was the first one to actually confront you and get an answer.

(all combined head cannons above for vax btw)

she low-key scared tf out of you when you turned the corner and saw her.

full on mom stance, arms crossed, face seething..

scary.

"If you won't tell Vax, you better tell me now."

Now, mind you, it was like.. 2am.. and you tried sneaking back in because you didn't have time for a outfit change.. so you did in fact look very incriminating with a knife in your hand, drenched in blood.

You have no clue to get out of it, so you fake cry xx

You drop your knife and start crying into your hands, mumbling.

Vex's face DROPS, and she goes to you and holds you, rocking you in her arms.

"I'm not MAD, I'm just upset you didn't tell me.."

After the little cry, she helps you clean yourself up from them on because OBVIOUSLY what gf wouldn't help.

she was honestly just mad you didn't tell her..

(sorry her's is so short!! I'm like super duper tired rn)

Percy

lmfaooo Percy been knew

the two of you have always just kind of

not talked about it?

of course, you both are aware that the other KNOWS,

it's just Percy wants to make sure he doesn't say something rude to you

he loves u too much xx

He frequently stitches you up, cleans your wounds, and washes your clothes when you come home after killing someone.

Of course, he understands you're very dangerous and skilled, but the fact you're his s/o comes before your large bounty.

"Again? Seriously? You're getting too injured to endure this job." he sighed out to you, frowning at your dampened physical state.

You did not reply, but you looked away, towards a a window opposite of him. You matched his face, frowning.

You flinch back as he applies alcohol to your wound, hissing slightly to your pain.

"Sorry." He mumbled out, and he lifted your shirt more.

He bandages the wound, sealing it so it doesn't become infected. He then pulls off your shirt, and sets it aside to wash later, handing you a new, clean shirt of your own.

he literally loves you so much please assure this boy you'll be fine

#percy de rolo #x reader #vox machina #fluff #percival de rolo #percy de rolo x reader #the legend of vox machina #vex'ahlia #vex'ahlia x reader #vex and vax #vax'ildan #vax headcanon #vax x reader #yor forger #assassin #assassin reader Vox machina #assassin reader

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nebelihood · 9 months

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I just CANNOT DEAL with your shortaki art!!!!!! they are such complex characters and you just GET them! I just UGH LOVE THEM SO MUCH! what do you like about them the most?

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! AAAAAA I'M SO GLAD AND I HOPE I CAN COME BACK TO IT!!!!

I LIKE EVERYTHING ABOUT THE SHOW- BUT, if you are asking me about just Arnold and Helga, hmm...

Well Helga's my favorite out of the two of them. I really like her and I justify her quite a lot, which my be wrong of me but I feel like she really deserves a chance,,,,

To begin with I love that her character despite being the "love interest" (or in this case the "love uninterest") meaning she helps to they show's dynamic with the purpose of being in love with Arnold- the show still gives her enough screen time for her to develop outside that dynamic. I consider that to be super rich taking in account the story was developed during the 90s. She has episodes entirely to herself (Just like Arnold, Gerald, Phoebe and Harold) were she struggles with rejection from her male and female classmates, deals with the idea of being ugly, feels scared with the idea of being gone and not missed, fear of death, and all her family episodes!

During the first season Helga was SUPER MEAN- LIKE unnecessarily MEAN. But I excuse her cause she was more childish (And they were probably still developing her) As the series progresses you can understand from where her anger develops, and you can also witness her doing acts of true kindness (With no credit at all) out of her true admiration for Arnold.

Arnold truly teaches her and inspires her to be a better person, despite having to deal with an alcoholic mom and real jerk of a dad (not to mention Olga the perfect sister). Being a neglected kid, A NINE YEAR OLD KID. THE EPISODE WHERE HER MOM WORKS AND JUST KICKS HER OUT, THAT EPISODE MAKES ME CRY EVERY TIME.

Helga is really mean, evil and careless. She really is, but who wouldn't be in such situation. She could either spend her days as a sad kid- but she chooses to fight it with angerness (Although sometimes we can see her sad with certain situations). And although her fixiation is bordering to a sick person (HAJAHS) she directs it into a good light. Fixiating on Arnold cause he's a good kid. He's kind, nice, helpful, etc. When Helga hurts someone, Her OWN brain tells her is wrong but in the shape of Arnold- someone who she deeply loves and hates to dissapoint and ends up doing the right thing.

IT'S STILL HELGA THE ONE WHO CHoOSES TO DO GOOD THO- Arnold it's only a great visual help.

DID YOU SEE HER ON THE POTION OF LOVE EPISODE- SHE LOOKED SO EMPTY WITHOUT ARNOLD. WITHOUT ARNOLD SHE CAN ONLY THINK ABOUT HER PROBLEMS- OR WHAT SHE DID TO AVOID THAT; NOT THINK ON ANYTHING AT ALL. AN EMPTY CHILD.

I'd write more but my wrist is tired already and I'm getting hungry,, ajahsj these are some reason (ARNOLD HAS HIS STUFF TOO BUT I CAN'T DO IT RN) I LOVE HEY ARNOLD- They really give importance to kids in stories so realisic in the adult world, idk how to explain it. I love how natural it feels despite not having grown in the 90s. The characters are developed so beautifully. I think the show really attacks the phrase "They are just kids, what do they have to worry about?" in a perfect way.

IAUGSH I CAN'T AAA,,

#hey arnold!#hey arnold #helga g pataki #helga pataki

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flandrepudding · 10 months

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doll collection post

Hi guyz!! so somebody asked me to post my doll collection a while back and I put it off because i'm trying to rearrange my setup but its taking much longer than expected due to irl stuff.

But I dont wanna wait anymore! Feel free to just scroll through the pictures, you don't have to read the commentary if you don't want to. In fact you don't have to scroll through any of this at all. I wrote a lot because I am severely neurodivergent. Having a genuine blogging moment rn.

I have been waiting forever for an excuse to post my collection!! I was so happy someone suggested I do so.

I don't have a lot of room for everybody! Everyone is scattered around my room, but I try my best to display them nicely...

My G1 collection is moderately sized, these dolls are expensive and difficult to find. There are so many more I want, like Dead Tired Lagoona or Sweet 1600 Draculaura to go with my Sweet 1600 Clawdeen...sigh. But it just keeps getting harder! I am actually content with stopping my G1 collecting hunt for now and instead focusing on G3... Many of these dolls are from my dear friends, especially Leo and Raven (hi guyz!). Without my friends, I would only have three of these dolls... I am so lucky to be so loved!!!

I don't have many bratz that are in good enough shape to be on display. I really grew up on bratz rather than monster high... but again...these dolls get expensive! Roxxi was always a favorite of mine and a crush! Growing up, I was the type of kid who almost exclusively wanted one brat though. Yasmin. Not Cloe, Jade, or Sasha. I was devoted to collecting Yasmin because she looked similar to me. In retrospect, I really wish I had gotten more of the other girls...I do have some...though their numbers pale in comparison to the Yasmin army.

The ball-jointed doll is my most expensive doll and my largest doll (she is fucking ginormous). Even when buying her at half the original price (great deal from a great friend) she was hardly affordable.

I bought her because I plan on customizing her to be Flandre Scarlet, my ultimate comfort character! I've always dreamed of having a doll of Flan. SO why not make one myself? I've had her for months but am still too scared to cut that beautiful hair off...I'm no good at cutting wigs/hair in general. I did install her red eyes myself which I've never done before as this is my first and probably last bjd! She is gorgeous but I would consider these dolls luxury items... VERY EXPENSIVE.

(idk why the exposure is so high on these, sorry!! >_<;)

I am so happy to have the coffin bean playset!! I think it was a really good idea to get it. but I am so sad because I have hardly any room for it! So It's sitting on my dresser in front of a giant mirror so please excuse the poor editing I did to obscure the reflection of me and my living space lol...

I gave my Twyla low pigtails, though they aren't very visible, and my Clawdeen braids! I think Clawdeen looks super cute this way tbh I tried curling her hair again and again and again but the curls always fell out (I dont have much experience)...but honestly... I think I like this look even better ^_^. You can see her ears so well this way.

This Clawdeen is basically my holy grail and it was gifted to me by Leo, Leo if you're reading this I hope you know you are basically Jesus.

not to get deep but the OMG doll next to her is special to me because it is one of the last gifts I got from my late Grandpa. He took me to target and when I said I liked the doll, no questions asked, he bought her for me. Didn't give me shit for liking dolls at my big age. He simply got her for me because she made me happy, and he wants me to be happy. Dolls can mean so much. Again, I am so lucky to be so loved!!! >:D

I have this gorgeous Draculaura just chilling next to my jewelry cuz I have nowhere else to put her and honestly she is gorgeous and should stand alone.

Here I have the pride Bratz next to my bed!!! They mean so much to me, as I said earlier I had a crush on Roxxi. To see she's a canon lesbian now is so incredible!! And Nevra, her girlfriend, is beautiful! They are so cute together... they are never leaving that box though. This was actually the first doll/set of dolls where I fully understood why people are content leaving dolls in their boxes. I love to play with my dolls so much... but I could never play with these two!! If anything happened to them I would lose my mind.

Now... you're probably thinking......where the hell is Lagoona?!?! Do you not have one despite loving her this much? Of course I have a Lagoona. I AM GROWING AN ARMY!!!!!!

I really, really love Lagoona...I want to get every Lagoona doll I possibly can. Isn't she so cute! I relate to her character in the cartoon a lot too... her life at home, her difficulties speaking up when she is sad or angry, her sporty personality, etc etc... She has quickly claimed her spot as biggest comfort character #2. I included many pictures because I simply cannot pick one, she is flawless. You might recognize the Lagoona on the left, I drew her in that exact pose recently!!

I have her army on my desk, giving me the strength I need to get through my work... like Homer Simpson with his pictures of baby Maggie at his work. I get endless inspiration and motivation from Lagoona!!!

And here is the Flandre shrine bonus... I adore her!! I also have finally ordered a fumo flan that should arrive in august around my birthday eeek!!!

Anyways that is my collection. It's been many years in the making, though it's almost doubled since monster high G3 released... Mattel truly has me by the balls right now. If you read any of this, thank you. I put a lot of time into making this post, and it was really fun. I feel like a real blogger right now.

I really really enjoy dolls and talking about them. So I will happily do so anytime I get the chance!!! Will probably do an update once I finally install some more shelves and move stuff around <3

#blair.txt #doll collection #doll collector #Blair.circus

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captain-mj · 7 months

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It’s been a while, may I kindly ask for more monster handler? 🥺🥺

Sure! The rest of it is on ao3! Here is the link

This is the start of the end! Finally wanting to wrap this bad boy up. Super short because I am still raw dogging writers block rn

Ghost sat on his roof at night like usual. He heard the flap of wings and quickly glanced back. That wasn't Alex.

Graves stood there, wings pinned against his back. "Hey. Saw you up here."

Ghost stared at him, mouth immediately twisting. "Ah. Hi."

Graves perched nearby. "I'm sorry."

"What for?"

"I was introduced the way I was. Price explained some stuff to me. Nothing personal, just that he was your handler. I know how... important that can be. And how isolating being like this can be at the best of times." Graves sighed and stayed standing, wings fluttering softly.

Ghost tilted his head. "Have you had... issues?"

"I was told I was getting a vaccine and woke up tied up and with fucking wings. Yeah, I've had fucking issues. Left the military immediately."

"How?"

"How what?"

"How did you get out?" Ghost looked up at him.

Graves shrugged. "One day, I just... left. I got ready and during a mission, I simply never went to exfil. Only way to really escape this ya know?"

Ghost frowned. "You deserted?"

"There is no end. If they didn't want me to desert, they would've given me a choice. A way out. I would've stayed a lot longer if I knew one day I could retire."

Ghost shook his head. "I would never."

Graves nodded. "Then you'll die in service. No shame either way. Least not from me." He nodded. "I hope you find peace from what ever you're dealing with." He simply walked off the roof and went straight down.

Ghost would never. He'd die for the military. In battle. Soap by his side. Soap made everything better. Easier.

Then six years later, Ghost was tired again. And unlike last time, it was not the type of tired where he hoped the next bullet wouldn't miss or he'd tear apart. It was the type of tired where he simply wanted to lay in the bed he had at Soap's place and sleep. Then get up and make himself tea and Soap coffee.

Regularly, he found himself imagining life where he was just... him. Not a civilian, but not a soldier either. The idea weighted on him, but it was addicting. He found himself returning to it again and again

Soap noticed, of course he did. He smiled at him, a crisp 30 now. He looked a little more aged, but still so full of energy. His hands went through Ghost's hair and gently stroked his tufts. "What's wrong, Simon?"

Simon didn't have an answer. Soap was his handler and his lover and his best friend and he just... wasn't sure how to explain to him that being his house husband was sometimes all he wanted. To keep the house clean and just... rest after years of being the best soldier he could be. It didn't help that he knew it was impossible.

Soap sighed. "When you're ready to talk about it, tell me, yeah?"

"I will. I promise. Just.... need to get my head straight first."

"That's my job. Taking care of you." Soap kissed his forehead, featherlight. He knew exactly what to do each time. How to keep Ghost feeling secured.

During their next mission, the thought consumed him. He could just walk away. Be assumed dead.

Should he tell Soap first? Or surprise him when he comes on leave?

What about Price? They had since mended their friendship, but Price was still a Captain. Would he tell?

Would Soap?

Would he be dragged back? Forced to keep doing this? Missions and fighting and watching his body mend less and less human.

Alex would one day.

Alejandro might not, but he didn't have to. He hadn't been marked down as a monster in years.

Sorry.

"ESU"

Ghost sighed and took down the target.

Soap smiled at him.

Not today.

Not... Not this mission.

#Experiment au #Monster au #Monster!Ghost #Monster Ghost #Simon Ghost Riley #Johnny Soap MacTavish #Captain John Price #John Price #Cod #Call of Duty Modern Warfare

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hannieehaee · 4 months

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Idk if this is appropriate or not (feel free if this is something you don't want to answer) but as a casual kpop stan who really only stans seventeen and listens to other kpop artists on a somewhat frequent basis I just feel as though seventeen is reaching their peak in a way that's far from satisfying. Like idk if this makes sense but to me it seems as tho the members are struggling to keep out of "scandals" with mingyu's incident last year, minghao/seoksoon being labeled as fat phobic earlier this year over out of context clips and now with Joshua (he's not even close to being my favorite member but these rumors and pregnancy stories are honestly making me so upset rn) ...as a fan who feels a genuine attachment to these people it's hard for me to be happy because while Ik the boys deserve every good thing coming their way fame comes with a price and that price is what I'm worried about. Like I get that Pledis isn't SM and seventeen definitely see themselves as family unlike NCT who view themselves more as colleagues I'm so scared that Joshua will eventually leave like Lucas or heaven forbid anything more drastic happens. It's just that I always see these "we could never save them" posts but then the same people who post them also comment the worst things forgetting that idols are humans too. I'm super sorry for the long ask but I just read that jeonghan got hurt and that made me think of the rest of the members and everything else they've been going thru. I'm not even the type of person to get attached to people I barely know but with Seventeen it's like I'm really and honestly praying for their success because they seem that THAT genuine group of people who are just trying their best. Sorry for the rambling

i get what ur saying. dont worry abt sending a long ask! ur welcome to rant abt svt in my inbox whenever! honestly i havent stanned for too long so idk how things were before this past year but i do worry for them lately :/ theyre getting injured too often and they get no rest. i dont like how pledis/hybe are managing them at all. theyve been constantly touring japan very repeatedly for seemingly no good reason at all which has obviously tired them out (theyve been dropping like flies, LITERALLY). pledis had the opportunity to promote them in ways that didnt involve constant performances but have just chosen not to for some reason. i really hope they get to rest soon (unlikely tho since theyre likely gonna have a world tour next year).

about the joshua thing. i feel sosososo bad for him. idk and idc if hes really dating that girl honestly. i do feel like it was kinda dumb of her to consistently post herself in the same places/clothes as him if they really wanted to keep it a secret BUT neither of them deserved the hate/scrutiny they got for it. not even with the pregnancy thingy on her stories. i don't think joshua and lucas' situations are comparable whatsoever since joshua has not done anything wrong unlike lucas. im hoping pledis somehow protects him better but thats unlikely. i dont think any member of svt will ever leave bc as u said, theyre family. cant rlly compare to nct tho lol bc i only stan svt so idk any other groups' dynamics like that. i do get what ur saying tho i have friends who stan nct and svt and theyve said to me that they do see a drastic difference in dynamics between the two groups but thats neither here nor there.

lastly, i have the best hopes for svt. they keep saying theyll only go up from here and i believe that. idk how that will play out with military service in consideration or with what seems to be chronic incidents that keep happening to them (gyu, cheol, and han in the past few months) but i trust and hope they'll be okay. they have a very established fanbase and a rlly good support group with one another so i only see good things for them in the future. hope they get at least a month off soon though.

#hope i didnt sound like im coming at u anon i agree with most of the things u said 😭#and i totally underatand ur worries theyre very valid! things have been very hectic in caratland for a while now #hope theyll all be ok #and also hoping han has a speedy recovery poor guy shouldntve been performing on a bad ankle this whole time :(

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ec1ips3 · 1 year

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-;༉‧₊˚✧ 𝐬𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬

⚡︎ pairing: tasm!peter parker x fem!reader

⚡︎ request: hii i’m super sick rn so i was wondering if you could write a peter parker (tasm) x fem reader and he comes over to the readers house to take care of her and he’s just super touchy (nth sexual) and he just lays in bed with her all day. lots of fluff please i’ve been dying these past couple of days and would appreciate it a lot🤍

⚡︎ summary: you're miserable being sick but your favorite person comes to care for you and make you feel a little less miserable.

⚡︎ warnings: sickness??, she/her pronouns, just a whole lot of fluff

⚡︎ word count:

⚡︎ a/n: first thing first i just want to say i'm so sorry to the anon that it took THIS long to write and post this. i have just been doing a lot of writing assignments and when I write too much in a day, i have no idea anymore. but yeah i do feel sorry but heyyy it is here by Friday like i said. but yeah, enjoy! happy reading! <33

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Peter was standing outside the door. He had just knocked on the door twice and was waiting for a response. He hadn’t seen you in classes for the past two days, to say he got a little worried would be an understatement. After school when he would patrol the city he would always stop by your apartment building, just to maybe, just maybe take a peek inside. But your curtains had been shut like any other sane person, then he would get creeped out by himself and leave quickly.

Peter walked in and smiled, the flowers he had just picked up for you in his hand. He didn’t know why he got flowers if he was honest. “Thank you Ms. H/l/n, yeah I was starting to wonder where she was”

Your mom closed the door and gasped, “she hadn’t told you? God, she’s just been really sick lately, called me to help her feel better” she laughed.

“Really? How long have you been at it?”

“She started to feel unwell five days ago, and called me the fourth… Yeah, I’ve been here for about three days. Finally convinced her to rest the second” she smiled at him.

“I could take her off your hands for the rest of the day. I know it can sometimes be a little tiring” Peter offered, this was mainly so he could just spend time with you. He missed you. Like, a lot. He just needs to be in your presence and he needs to touch you.

Your mother sighed out of relief, “you’re a lifesaver. I feel like I’ve started to get sick myself” she tells Peter. She gathered her things around him, “let me tell her I’ll be back tomorrow”

Peter nodded and your mother quickly left into your bedroom. He heard your voice but he didn’t hear what you were saying. One thing he knew for sure was a groan as your mother was walking out of your room.

“She’s a little cranky but I told her I have a surprise for her. Be careful around her, she might be contagious” Your mother says. She bid Peter a bye and left the apartment.

He settled his backpack down and moved the flowers to his other hand. Peter quietly walked to her bedroom, and when he got to the closed door, he knocked on it. He knocked with The knock. His knock.

You turned over in your bed, “Y/n?” he said from the outside. “Come in!” You said.

Peter’s head peeked in first when you smiled. His smile came on his face as well, so warm and gentle. “Peter!” You said, your sore throat catching up to you, making you cough.

“Woah, be careful” Peter quickly went to your side, hiding the flowers behind his back.

“No, you can’t be too close. You might get sick too”, you warn him, moving further away from him. Peter just shook his head in response.

“I missed you.” He said, moving a stray hair behind your ear. He wanted to see your face clearly. He wanted to see your beauty more. So when he moved your hair, he smiled again.

That was the type of friendship you and Peter had. It wasn’t a complete relationship but it wasn’t just best friends either. You know he likes you and he knows you like him, but no one has acted on it. Other than maybe a kiss or two… It’s been two.

Because of the relationship you two had, it wasn’t unusual to fix one’s hair, hold hands, cuddle each other, and kiss the other on the cheek. It always gave you butterflies though.

“I missed you too but what are you doing here?” you hadn’t told him you were sick. You only told him that something had come up which is why you weren’t in classes.

“I told you why” he laughs after

You roll your eyes, “did you kick my mom out?” you asked, sitting up straight.

“I wouldn’t say kicked out per se. I would say I encouraged her to leave so I could take care of you”

“So you kicked her out”

“Nicely,” he says with a smile.

You laugh at him, you really did miss him, more than he realizes.

“You’re the clumsiest person I’ve ever met and you’re taking care of me? God save me” You say jokingly. You know that when it comes to you, Peter does everything he can to make sure you’re okay.

Peter gasped loudly, “I know you did not just insinuate that I do have the ability to care for you. Well, I’ll have you know, I’m an amazing nurse”

You giggle at him, “Well nurse, I would love some soup”

“Soup coming right up,” he said, kissing your cheek.

He started to walk away but you noticed what he was holding behind his back. “Hey, what are you holding?” you ask.

Peter looks back at you and realizes what you meant. He completely forgot that he had flowers in hand the entire time. “These are for you” He hands them to you, making sure his fingers brush against your hands.

“You got me flowers? Peter, I’m sick. Not in the hospital” You laugh

“I didn’t know what was wrong. If you were sad, mad, sick, or left the country. You never told me anything!” Peter jokes, making you laugh.

“So you got me sympathy flowers?” you ask

“I got you sympathy flowers.” He said before leaving the room on that note.

You giggle a bit, god he’s such a nerd. But he’s a cute nerd.

A couple of minutes pass and Peter comes back. On one hand, is soup, and on the other is a vase with water. You excitingly grab the soup and hand him the flowers to put in the vase. Peter grabs the laptop on your bed and puts in the passcode, then turns on Netflix.

You sip your soup watching him, “Peter stops touching that” you were about to swat his hand away but he grabs your hand instead. “I’ll be fine. I won’t get sick” Peter says, typing away on the keyboard.

Peter puts on Supernatural, knowing it’s one of your favorites. Peter sits on the bed next to you.

“You’re too close Peter, I don’t want to get you sick” You move away from him.

“I’m willing to take that risk,” he says, his hand wrapping around yours. Before you have any time to respond to him or his hand the intro begins your eyes go to your laptop.

It keeps you occupied for a while, just until your soup is done. Peter getting up and washing the bowl for you to go back and sit on your bed. But when he gets back his hand wraps around yours like before. He needed to touch you and even holding your hand wasn’t enough.

The both of you would commentate back and forth about what was happening, eventually, Peter got more touch starved than he was before so he loved closer to you.

“Pete-” you begin to scold him.

“Just let it happen. I want to be close to you” Peter lowers himself into you, putting his head on your shoulder.

“I’m sick, Peter,” You say quietly

“That’s okay. I just wanna touch you” he mumbles.

You look at the only parts you can see of him. You nod and lay your head on top of his. He’s been dreaming of this for years.

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The two of you stay like that for a while, both of you getting tired as the sun was beginning to set. Anytime the both of you would change positions, it would be because one of you had to go to the bathroom or Peter would get you another tissue box.

The final position you were both in was you and Peter holding onto each other, not willing to let the other go. You know he shouldn’t be this close to you, your mother started to get sick. The thought of him getting sick and feeling horrible would hit you.

“Peter, we shouldn’t be doing this” you mumbled in his chest.

At this moment he wished you knew about his abilities. Maybe then you would know he wouldn’t be able to get you sick because of his new immune system.

He wouldn’t trade this moment for anything, this is now his favorite moment. You’re his favorite person. You’re his favorite person to talk to and about. You’re his favorite person to be around. You’re just his favorite. He isn’t willing to not be around his favorite. He wants to touch you every time he sees you and not wonder if this is okay.

“Y/n”

You hummed into him, that was the best response you’ll give for now.

“When you feel better, can I take you on a date?” He asked.

You pause, you look up at him, “Are you serious? Like a real date?”

“Why not? You could say no. I just wanted to, maybe, most likely go out with you one day.” Peter said.

You smiled at him, “I would love to” you respond.

Peter squeezes you tighter. He kisses the top of your head and finally closes his eyes, mumbling a perfect. You follow suit immediately after, falling asleep with him in your arms, and you in his.

This is exactly what Peter wanted. He wanted you in his arms for as long as he can’t. He’s holding tight almost like you would’ve run away from him. But you won’t. Not when you have a date with him next week.

again, sorry this took so long. also confession, I've never watched an episode of supernatural and i don't like soup..

#tasm!peter parker #tasm!peter parker x reader #tasm!peter parker imagine #tasm!peter parker x y/n

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ewitsren · 2 years

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softcore | haruchiyo sanzu

pairings: bonten!sanzu x fem!reader

cw/tws ⚠️: drug usage, mention of self harm, depression, toxic relationship maybe, angst(?), idk what else tell me if i missed

requested: no,,

notes: sorry babes i'm just in a super fucked up mood rn

it felt so fucking good. feeling your brain go blank and your limbs numb while sanzu's big, calloused hands traced up and down on your bare spine.

"feelin' the kick, pretty?" you heard sanzu murmur into the crook of your neck, hair on your nape stood on edge as his voice reached your ears, making you chuckle stupidly knowing that you definitely heard his husky voice but words meant nothing to you while your mind continued to blur with every passing minute under the effect of the drugs you've done with sanzu.

"you're doing good, doll. just stay with me." sanzu's voice was far away yet his hands caressing your hair felt so heavy on your head. it wasn't like sanzu wanted to get you into his drug shit but he didn't know what else he could do when he saw you crying with your hands bloody from the cuts on your arm, whispering you wanted to die while he held you between endless sobbings. he knew you were way too sensitive to live in a fucked up world and he didn't know any better than to get high to escape and forget.

and sanzu knew for sure you needed a break from your own mind, your own doubts and insecurities or you wouldn't make it until the next month.

"such a pretty, precious 'lil thing." he kissed the back of your ear as he whispered. "you're so good for me, hm? i'll make it okay, princess. you're gonna be okay."

his beautiful, bloodshot blue eyes wandered on your face. your eyes were too, reddening; pink lips parted as your eyes moved away from the tv and got fixed on sanzu's. he smiled as your eyes met, knowing the only thing real for you will be him until the drugs lose their effect. no matter how high you get, how blank your mind goes you could recognize sanzu's touch; you could feel his warmth, identify his desire and love towards you.

"i'm on the run and you're home alone, i'm too consumed with my own life."

"we'll fix all this shit, 'kay pretty? i'm gonna take care of you."

even sanzu wasn't sure how it got here. your jealousy attacks, your temper, the nonstop arguements... he knew he should've been more careful but he was tired, didn't wanna care at all. looking at all the shit you two've been through for the past 2 months with his head high, he couldn't perceive your breaking point. did he not give you enough attention? he couldn't show his love the right way?

"sharing my heart, it's tearing me apart."

haruchiyo sanzu loved only one thing truly in his fucked up life. he gave his heart to the vulnerable, sad little girl sitting right next to him with scars covering her upper arms. and it teared him apart.

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers #sanzu x reader #haruchiyo sanzu x reader #sanzu haruchiyo #haruchiyo sanzu #haruchiyo x reader #mitsuya takashi #sano manjiro #chifuyu matsuno #bonten #bonten x reader #ran haitani #haitani rindou

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randomducksx · 5 months

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I love you (part 1)

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Your alarm beeps. 9am, 6 missed messages from Nick.

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Nicky😵‍💫

y/n!?

WAKE UP

WAKE UPPPPP

Y/NNNNN????

BITCH WAKE UP

HELLOOOOO

sorry i just woke

yeah i can tell, i can hear your alarm from outside

wdym outside?

OH OMG

SORRY I FORGOT

coming rn

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You jump out of bed and throw on the nearest hoodie and sweatpants, and run to the bathroom to brush your teeth. You grab your rucksack on the floor and sprint outside, opening the door to reveal the car with chris and matt placed in the front seats, nick in the back. You opened the door next to nick and hopped in. "Took you long enough" chris scoffed. "Oh shut up my alarm just went off, cut me some slack" "Whatever you say" he replies. You can see in the mirror, matt looking at you, not moving his head but his eyes up to the mirror.

Your about 30 minutes away from where you are going, when you look over and see chris scrolling through your instagram feed, not liking you posts but almost stalking you. You don't mention it, you like attention he's giving you without knowing it. You return back to your playlist through your headphones.

When you arrive to your destination, nate's house, your fast asleep in the back of the car when you feel a hand grazing your knees to wake you up. "y/n, y/n wake up" You open your eyes to see all three pairs of eyes on you, matts lips moving as he speaks softly. You rub your eyes and give them a gentle smile to show them that your awake. "cmon we're here let's go sleeping beauty" chris says sarcastically and nick rolls his eyes at him. You climb out of the car and walk round to nick. Your friends with Nate but things can still be a bit awkward, so walking in with nick close makes you feel better.

Matt knocks on the door and nate appears through the frosted glass. "hey guys! hey y/n how are you?"

"tired, how are you?"

"i'm great thank you" he throws you a soft smile and offers you a drink. He invites you all into his bedroom and you have a pepsi in your hand. The triplets sit in the bed and you sit in Nate's chair in the corner of his room. Nate lays in his bed. "Y/n, your so far away come sit next to us, nate doesn't bite" nick says. Nate chuckles and you come sit with them. After like 20 minutes the mods softens and you feel more comfortable. Your all laying in his bed now, your in between nick and matt. They begin playing 'The grinch' as it's almost christmas and you all feel festive. Your still super tired from your nap in the car, and you feel your eyes beginning to be heavy. Before you know if you leaning on matts shoulder sound asleep.

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Part 2? lmk!

Authors note: Part 1! let me know what you guys think,sorry this is so short, love you! not proofread!

-Belle💕

#nicolas sturniolo #matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #y/n

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olderthannetfic · 1 year

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Want to just put my grain of sand about the deleting fics situation because... IDK it's been rubbing me the wrong way since it started but I exactly didn't know what was causing that. And after seeing the responses of the post where you make the film comparison the reason just snapped at me and it's more anecdotal than factual.

I'm both a writer and a reader. My first fics were poorly written because I was a dumb teenager who saw excessively amounts of popular BL OVAs. After two years of writing in Amor Yaoi I felt... not ashamed, but I didn't want to be associated with the most poorly written fics I did. So I deleted them. No reader came to me asking for them (I actually thought about my readers because it was a tiny rarepair fandom I wrote for —and I feel the "I don't think of the readers" happens in the big fandoms only TBH) so I was at ease.

Ellipse, hiatus were I didn't write shit, I discovered AO3 and started being more interested about archiving and fandom history.

It wasn't 'til last year that my brain clicked and said to me "biiiiiiiiiiitch archive your fics on AO3 what the hell are you waiting for". I opened my Amor Yaoi account and started copy-pasting everything (unfortunately AO3 does the import thing really bad with this damn php site) and something felt off. It wasn't 'til I discovered someone on Wattpad uploaded two of my deleted fics there that I realized what the off feeling was. I don't only feel bad for all the readers that magically found me in recents years and told me "your fics were my faves!!", I don't only feel bad for the archiving fandom history aspect, I also feel bad for myself. I lost record of my own development because I was dumb-dumb enough to not made a offline copy of them (and if I did my computer died without repair nor salvation so yeih! That's a possibility). That and the fact I'd love to make fun of my own shit, I read the ones I imported to AO3 and I was laughing horribly, good job past me.

TBH I suspect I'm not the only one who realized after years what a big oopsie-doo was to delete own fics.

And like... I don't know if it's me (probs are) as I'm really bad reading tones in English, but a lot of responses to the just-sad anons felt... unnecessarily aggressive. Yes, y'all entitled to delete your fics if you want (specially if the reason behind it is harassment but TBH I didn't feel this was the reason people were arguing of) as well as the anon is entitled to feel sad (and somewhat judgy) about the deletion, but the "good thing the fic got deleted just to piss you off anon" alike responses... Man. No, thanks. If I read some parts of the discussion wrong I'd happily accept the corrections since I don't keep track of everything, but some of those responses came off as if the author's point of view is The Truly True Truth of Truths™. I suspect a lot of people didn't have that intention in mind while writing the responses, but that was how I (and probs other) felt them.

IDK, I don't have any conclusions besides the "if you delete your fic you do you, but as a concept and action I'm super against of it (as a reader, as a writer and as someone interested in fandom history who will fight to make a little course at university if possible surrounding the topic) and I'd be better if you orphan them, anonymize them in your own Anonymous collection or put them on a shady hard-to-find website only the Hackers™ will find like some Chinese dōujinshi translators do —it'd also be good to keep this suggestion in consideration: if you put somewhere 'hey I deleted this thing if y'all want a copy just ask me Somewhere™ and I'll pass it to you no problemo' as I've seen it isn't a new way to deal with this situation" one because I'm tired RN.

I expect insults for this ask, so feel free y'all. Oh, and also this is the most interesting (for me at least) discussion that had happened on this blog since the disposable plates one.

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apersonwholikeslotus · 9 months

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Ok so GerAmeLietIta really intrigued me. I'd love to get a better feel for them, can you give us some headcanons or scenarios?

ABSOLUTELY

So anyway, in an rp I have as a side plot (yes you heard me this isn’t even the main plot of the story), but i think it can be kinda universially applied to how they got together.

we had AmeLiet and GerIta, Al and Tolys are married and I don’t even remember Ludwig and Feli’s relationship status but they were together.

anyway; along the way Alfred is like “haha yeah, I had a crush on Ludwig way back in the day” and someone (cough France cough) is like “used to??? USED TO???” bc apparently Al’s crush on Lutz is evident to this day. blah blah blah argument where Al is basically like “I can’t have a crush on someone else, I’m married and I adore the person I’m married too!!” And François goes “PLEASE I’ve been betting on you being polyam for YEARS”

it gets dropped for a few months until; Alfred holds his Christmas party everyone is more than a few drinks in and François can’t help but tell Ludwig about Alfred’s crush.

Alfred spends a few weeks freaking out, and even getting to the point where he tells Tolys about his century old crush. followed by a spurt of “maybe Ludwig was too drunk to remember what François said, maybe it’s fine”

another months or so passes: Ludwig was not too drunk to remember what was said. He just uh, well, he didn’t know what to say. Especially considering he was dealing with the same situation…

eventually Al and Lutz end up on a phone call, for four hours. Talking about the elephant in the room.

After talking to Tolys and Feliciano about it they end up on a date of sorts, all four of them. It's cordial and awkward, until Tolys gets tired of dancing around it leans over to Feliciano and they have this exchange "I hear your husband has a crush on mine" "oh! I heard the same about yours!" Al and Ludwig immediatly go beet red, they were not expecting that, it was so funny to rp.

Anywho, some conversation goes by somehow just stating it made everything go from cordial and awkward to casual and not-so-awkward. We find out there was some miscommuntion and uh, well, Feliciano somehow got the idea that they were entering a swingers arangment and was slightly disappointed to find out otherwise :(

skipping random convos; they're walking back to Alfred's house and Feli decides to make a joke about how he was excited to sleep with someone other than Ludwig; while Lutz is busy being (jokingly) offended Tolys gives Alfred a Look(TM) and they have this whisper convo

A: Are you serious?

L: I won't unless you're okay with it.

A: I guess I don't care?

L: you have to straight out say it's okay or I won't do anything.

A: Yes, it's fine. I really don't mind.

L: you sound hesitant

A: I'm not! I'm surprised! who are you and what have you done with my timid husband???

(heads I am not going through every single convo even if it is technically important)

So, Feliciano and Tolys end up, y'know. Alfred and Ludwig however end up sitting in the living room with their romantic tension, they talk and at some point play chess. It’s lovely.

so anyway, after that the dynamic goes AmeLiet and GerIta are in their original marriages still, Ludwig & Al are dating, Ludwig, And Feli are Tolys’ friends with benefits. (Side note that the running joke is Alfred is super ace and kinda aware of it but doesn’t call himself ace solely cause “I don’t have time for more self discovery rn”)

anyway, they all end up in a relationship with the confessions not even being confessions :\ Ludwig accidentally introduces Tolys as his bf once and is just never corrected. Alfred and Feli just simultaneously start referencing each other as being “my partner” (Feliciano is actually enby no I don’t make the rules). The only actual confession (disregarding GerAme) is LietIta :\\\ it’s very dramatic and comedic they’re standing by a pond under moonlight Feli is like “I have fallen for you, our love shall endure the ages, people will sing of it” “what about Alfred and Ludwig?” “Fuck I forgot about them”

anyway they’re goofy I love them, their favorite movie is 50 first dates they watch it together all the time :)

#Geramelietita #Hetalia #hws germany #hws veneziano #hws lithuania #hws america #apersonwithsomeanswers

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marnz · 7 months

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some thoughts about life right now;

i've been on a really intense project since late July and let me tell you, i am tired! i'm one of the few people at my job that specialize in this type of work--we are excited to train more--but for now i am just hanging out here preparing to trade one high pressure project for another for the foreseeable future. which ultimately is fine! even though it can be stressful, I would rather be doing this type of work, which is interesting and super fulfilling and matters a lot to me, than other types of work, which do not feel fulfilling and are actually pretty boring.

it's a little confusing to find myself here because last year i went on medical leave for mental health reasons and prior to that i was doing a very different kind of work, and when i came back in january they started me off with this new kind of work (which i do prefer) with basically no training from my supervisor. which is fine, i am comfortable learning on the fly and/or teaching myself, and i have both a lot of experience doing this and a lot of experience in Complex Projects, albeit in a different practice area. then i moved onto this project in late july. so like again very little training in this specific type of work but i assure you, nothing is as stressful as my last job was. and i do love this project! even though it's stressful! i've since learned that this is just going to be my specialty! which like...i am happy with the outcome but i feel like i sort of tripped and fell into it in the least expected way possible.

while thinking about it, i think i thought i'd only make it to this kind of work, this kind of project, by working hard--and i had a specific idea of what working hard looked like, what striving looked like. but i have been working hard for the last year or so, healing, learning, growing, recovering, all of it. and that is hard work. and by taking time to tend to myself, and grow and change and learn and heal, i became ready for this kind of stressful work. and that's not the narrative we have around this. culturally we have a narrative of self sacrifice and unpaid overtime and being really fucking type A and having unhealthy work/life balance, but as soon as I stepped away and said actually, i've had enough, i will not burn my life out for you, i started down a road that led me to doing the type of work i want to do in a healthier and more prepared way. and that's fucking awesome!

for now i am just trying to make it to the end of this project in mid october. which means coping skills, baby! wish i could write but i don't have capacity for it rn, and that's fine. so my priorities are: maintenance days (cleaning/chores). reading. knitting. baking. yoga. hiking. i want to make life as easy and cozy for myself as possible right now.

i haven't knit for several months and I'm thinking of trying my first sweater--this gorgeous sweater called Mountain Mist. however i've never done colorwork before so the pattern suggests doing the same colorwork in a swatch hat (here) to practice. i am SO HYPE!!! this pattern is also admittedly deeply my aesthetic. i showed it to my partner and he laughed bc it's so typically me lol. i also checked out the first book in Tana French's Dublin Murders series on audiobook to listen too while knitting. spooky season means murder mysteries. 🥰

also my work office is being remodeled so i will be working from home for the next 6ish months, and we're preparing to overhaul my little work corner in our house so it is better/more ergonomic/has more storage/is cuter. also i am going to get a standing desk for my poor knees 😵‍💫 recently worked from 8:30 to 9:30 and my knees hurt sooooo bad 😩

it's nice to know that a year ago i wouldn't have been able to handle this project or really know how to slow down and prioritize self care and after a ton of hard work on my mental health i'm now i'm like, well, it is a bit stressful but we got this. progress 😌💖

#currently #crimes new roman #gonna make lemon poppyseed bread next i think #doing laundry and cleaned out the pantry today. now going to order yarn.#also tmi but i got a new iud and i am In Pain lol so i am just going to take it super easy :)

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