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heartslobbf · 2 years

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the thing about rgu episodes 35&6 is its just like...... everything is veering towards a car crash but more than usual. and everyone is more aware of how car-crashy things are going to get than usual, but its like. no one is like ‘hey what if we didn’t get into a car crash though’, or if they are, they’re expressing that sentiment in the worst way possible (shoutout anthy and touga). you have so many tiny and horrendously fucked up moments in those episodes like juri saying utena ‘looks like a girl now’ and making miki consider whether or not that’s a ‘good’ thing, or utena falling asleep at the table with her earrings as anthy just Watches, or the scene where touga holds a carrot in various initially amusing and then promptly emotionally devastating ways as both he and the audience make a series of crushing realisations neither of us are totally comfortable accepting

its like. throughout all of this acknowledgement of ‘hm. this is bad’ everyone is filled with inaction. we are all trapped in our coffins!!! people are prosing but that’s about it. all of the student council know who end of the world is, and they don’t tell utena. im not blaming them for this because its masterful, compelling writing that serves to elevate the show and its themes, but i am pointing it out because what’s endlessly relevant in utena analysis is recognising when characters make choices that ohtori frames as a natural progression or event that is immutable. anthy and touga voice wow i cant believe at least one person has to die at the end of this duelling game, which we like have to do btw. yeah. what do you mean this is all constructed and therefore can be dismantled. oh my god im going to kill you what the fuck. i dont want to kill you. i dont know how else to get you out of this situation. guess ill try and remove you from the system, thereby proving it is a structure that can be left behind and undermining my fragile worldview ive believed to have kept me ‘safe’ all this time. why are you guys talking about coffins so much omgggggggg shut up shut up shut up

#one day ill write my essay about anthy and touga and their dynamics w nanami and utena. bc it makes me BONKERS #i mean generally one day ill write my anthy and touga essay bc its like. god im so autistic #theres a reason my pinned post is anthy's 'betrayal' theres a reason i have probably watched eps 35&6 the most #theres a reason im obsessed w aou's symbolism ESPECIALLY in the movie manga actually #anyway normal normal normal (lie) (am thinking about birdcages and eggs)#remember in episode 11 when touga was like hey anthy one day im going to own the key to this birdcage that youre in. and its like #touga. touga youre in the birdcage too rn #touga kiryuu will be like if a chick cannot hatch from its egg's shell it will die without being born 10 minutes later me and the coffin <3 #and then u have anthy loml anthy the character of all time..... cannae even make little jokes about her arc bc its like. Oh #have u ever killed something good for u just to be certain ure the reason u can no longer have it..........#have you ever died and been dying over and over again have you ever been so numb and yet so angry. so bitter. so resenting.#everything the same over and over and over again. and then something changes a bit. wahhhhhhhhhhhh #i PROMMY i am normal about anthy himemiya (i cant think about her without crying)#revolutionary girl utena #rgu #shut up daisy

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opens-up-4-nobody · 12 days

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#ugh. im so tried. why is crying so exhausting? i havent done anything. this is bullshit #we went from a slow motion breakdown to full on freakout meltdown today #luckily no one was around in the lab this morning bc i couldnt stop crying #so i went to the counseling center and made myself their problem #canceled my committee meeting. which everyone tells me is fine. its all fine #think about going home for a while they say. maybe tell ur dad ur having a bad time thry say #but im so tired. and i dont kno what to do and its all falling apart #i just feel like im brushing up against the limits of what i can do intellectually and its like well where do i go from here?#what do i do with my old data? how do i move my project forward? whats the point of any of this?#why did i put myself in this position? would taking a leave even help? id still have to come back to the same mess #its just so frustrating bc theres no solution ill find satisfying. everything just sucks.#idk what my advisor even told my committee. bc we were supposed to meet tomorrow morning. ugh. it would have been so bad #it also sucks bc im so drained that i can just feel my own weight when im trying to talk to ppl #like u kno when ur being a wet blanket but u dont kno how to fix it. like srry my vibes r wretched. maybe im just stuck like this #i dunno. my dad invited us home for a week in july and also plans to come out to visit me in August. but that seems like a long time away #i dunno what im gonna do. what a disaster #unrelated

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thedeadthree · 1 year

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— HOW DOES YOUR OC CRY?

TAGGED BY the loveliest @echo3-1 to take this uquiz for a few dears! ty ty so much macy! <3

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SILENT

a lot has happened to you. its demoralizing, i know. you cry with your head leaning against the wall, tears streaking your face. your lip quivers but your mouth stays firmly closed. you keep your problems to yourself to not bother anyone.

FRUSTRATED

so many big things have happened that a little one sets you off. your angry and that anger turns to hot tears. you scream in frustration and try to verbally or physically release all of the anger by yelling/throwing things. eventually you fall into a pile on the floor full of brokenness.

SOB

you are a sob. youve been through so much and the pain has finally caught up to you. you make soft broken noises as you cry. your life has been hard and everythings piled up on you, and in this moment it becomes too much. you sob for a few minutes before the tears stop and you just lay in pain. one of the worst cries.

HAPPY

a lot may have happened to you, but in this moment it doesnt matter. everything will fall into place as God [the seven] intends it to. you know you will be okay, because whatever caused this cry is how it needs to be. the future is bright and so is your renewed sense of hope.

#only if you want to! 🤍🕊#oc: iovanna dayne #oc: una nathaira uller #oc: maekar targaryen #oc: alva amaranthine #if anyone needs me ill be on the floor crying hehe <3 #IF UNA STARTS CRYING YOU START RUNNING BESTIEE anyway hers has me on the FLOOR #BABY GIRL U HAVE BEEN THROUGH THE MOST ITS TIME U DID MY LOVEE #and also start running since either u'll be the cannibals next lunch ORR aeggy'll have ur head bestie <3 dear boy u are down bad!#(and in his defense he is so right to <3 she deserves that bestie!)#VANNA AND SILENT? ARE YOU KIDDING? she has had to bear the weight of her own pain for so long and it is almost of habit ->#in that she is so vehement about not wishing to confide in others? ask daemy its like pulling teeth jhjdsnjk #but jokes on her bc the way she confides in him is without words? like he's gotten so good at reading her he just.. knows <3 #blah blah twin flame lovers red string of fate etc etc <3 #OO INCH RESTING maeky and frustrated..? WELL NOW CARO I GOTTA KNOW AERY'S #urlyx his hand would have his HEAD if they knew he was throwing things so he would NEVER kjnsakn but the rest? ACCURATE #its the maegy blood ksakj its him letting his emotions bottle up over time and him at the most inopportune of times at one tiny instance ->#she passed in knowing her son and grandson wouldnt bear the sins of maegy and their names were regarded in reverence from then on <3 #IT JUST OVERWHELMS HIM u know? not me thinking of his reaction to cessairs passing after the dance? it’s equal parts frustration and grief?#its pacing its shouting at walls its goin on the back of zahkriisos to far off reaches while yelling dracarys into the heavens u know?#ALVA BABY YOU DESERVE GOOOD THINGS YOU LIGHT IN THE WORLD YOUU <3 #her single remnant of the love of her life and her best friend r*haenys that and her altruism is what means the world to her!#and with that as the days are easier or harder than most for that she knows the seven haven't abandoned Westeros yet <3 AN ANGELL #leg.ocs #leg.txt #leg.tagged #MACYY THIS WAS SO CUTE TY TY DEAR FOR THE TAG <3 #huzzah to moi as i actually post and it’s not ten at night 💞😌

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skyeateyourdonuts · 1 year

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dangerrrrrr

#yknow the taemin song #anyways sometimes lonely people are lonely bc they chose it #im lonely?? and its my own damn fault lmao #i have things to clean but i am rapidly losing the drive to do any of it #its my spring break!!! i wont have time to do all this again!!!#but also im so kinda #used? to socially every day and its One Week it shouldnt hit me hard i even have plans #but rn im just so. damn bored and lonely #bleh its my own fault i literally said no to seeing others lmao #i think. im deprived in the emotional support sense #its kinda reached an awkward point where theres no one i feel comfortable #like leaning on??? for any kind of support??#so when i wanna confide im basically shit outta luck #yeah blah blah im closer to my parents than anyone else but i cant lean on them that much lmao #i just wish i had a friend i could like lean on and watch a sad movie #or sit still next to you and share snacks and secrets #but hey yknow this is what it means to rebuild ur life #also i spend a Lot. a Lot of time grieving lately?? i think about alex so much #so therefore i cry a lot but hey i hadnt rlly been dealing w it before so whatevs #also i miss my friends but hey! spring break! maybe ill make plans or smth #i just wish hug lmao and a lil tearshed on someones shoulder #thatd be nice #yknow. i dont even have to confide just a hug hhhh

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luvv4choso · 24 days

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☆ JJK MEN GUILTY PLEASURES ☆

[•~featuring: Satoru, Suguru, Sukuna, Choso~•]

[•~a/n: ideas? and not proofread :)~•]

|| SATORU GOJO || ☆ hidden album ☆

satoru never hid anything from you. he was very open and wouldn't hesitate if you ever asked him if you could look through his phone. nothing was on there anyway. but there was one specific album he kept hidden from you. he wasn't ever going to show it you it, he was taking it to the grave. just imagine your reaction to an album full of lewd erotic pictures of just you...

stomach resting on top of a couple of pillows to keep you steady, your head being pushed down into the mattress as satoru rails you from the back. the firm grip he has on your hip roughens as he nears his release. while you babble about how good it felt and how close you were. satoru's thrust rapidly change from rhythmic to sloppy. "where ya want it?" he grunts, the edge of his orgasm growing closer and closer.

"b-back!" you mewl, the pitch of your voice trailing higher as you reach your own orgasm. the darkness covering your eyes as you fall into a deep state of pure bliss. satoru chuckles hoarsely, and mumbles something along the lines of "anything for my dirty girl-" he pulls out of you, your cum and lubricating his cock as he begins to jerk himself off, aiming for your back. as he does he swiftly grabs his phone from beside him. the sound of his fists hitting his abs rings in your ears as he feels his orgasm take over.

long pearly white strings of cum coat your back. satoru's breathing goes heavy, as he quickly snaps a photo of the dirty sight before. seeing you completely ruined but his own cum was so attractive to him. after, he helps clean you up, completely leaving you oblivious of his dirty little photo, which he will be jerking off too when you leave.

|| SUGURU GETO || ☆ seeing ur tears ☆

usually suguru would hate to see you cry. the sight of seeing you so distressed made his heart ache. he couldn't bear to see your tear stained face, glossy glass eyes, and tears still running down your face. it was cruel. unless it was because of him. suguru hates to admit it. he loves it whenever he sees you tearing up because his cock was hitting the back of your throat so harshly.

"mm- slow down!" you exclaim, suguru pounding your mouth harshly. "nah take it" he grunts coldly. gaze on you darkens as the grip his has on your hair increases, sure to keep intense tangles. the way the tip of his cock would hit the back of your throat, making you gag loudly every time, it was sure to leave your voice raspy the next morning.

the sensations of his cock hitting the back of your throat, and the gagging, alongside with the rough harsh grip he has on your hair. it was so overwhelming and harsh. and you loved it. but it also made your eyes fill up with tears. your glossy shiny eyes looking up at suguru so innocently as he abused your mouth. ohh it turned him one so muchh

suguru smirks cockily, "aw... are ya cryin sweetie?" he coos, mocking you with an overly caring yet sarcastic tone. you roll your eyes which only fueled suguru ego and encouraged him to increase his thrusts. "pathetic crybaby." he groans a finger sliding under your eye wiping away the tears that were streaming down your face. "oh ill be makin sure those eyes roll, alright." he mumbled while pulling out your mouth. let's just say you were sobbing by the end of the night.

|| RYOMEN SUKUNA || ☆ brat taming ☆

being a brat with sukuna usually never ends well for you. usually ends with you being denied an orgasm for hours upon hours. or you would be cumming every 10 minutes. no breaks or anything. he would exhaust you so much were you would be so cock drunk you could only think about obeying him. sukuna hated to admit it. but he loved it. he loved it when you be a brat. it made him feel so powerful. knowing only he could put you in your place.

you were on your knees, the cold hardwood floors sending shivers down your spine. you were giving sukuna head or at least supposed to be. but you decided to play a dangerous game. you stroke sukunas cock slowly, placing small kitten licks all over the leaky pink tip which was covered in milky translucent precum. your tongue traced the veins of his shaft. you looked up at sukuna, who looked down at you, catching on to your ideas.

he looked down at you, with a dangerous glare. "don't be a fuckin brat." he warns. you look back up at him, your doe eyes looking up at him feigning innocence. you continue with your activities, tracing the veins on his shaft with your tongue. they were a pretty muted aquamarine which was on the greener side. you could feel them pulsate with anticipation.

"y'think you're funny?" sukuna questions, bending down to get to eye level with you. "open ya fucking mouth" he commands, aiming his cock at your lips. you open your mouth and instantly feel it get filled. sukuna groans loudly as he feels your mouth surround him. not stopping for a moment before thrusting in and out, facefucking you harshly."could've had it easy and just do what I told you to." he say, watching as you gag on his cock. "always gotta teach ya how to be good." he groans, now holding a handful of your hair. "fucking slut, needa be put in her place." he grunts, thrusts getting more and more rapid. sukuna was sure when he was done with you, you'll be a brand new person.

|| CHOSO KAMO || ☆ panty stealing ☆

before you and choso had met. he had no experience with sex at all. he knew it was to reproduce. but that was it. he had some knowledge on how it worked, yet he never understood why humans were so infatuated with the activity. that all changed though when he met you. specifically when you showed him why humans loved the concept. he understood the desires. and now became addicted to your sweet cunt. he just couldn't get enough of your cunt milking his cock, or the delicious taste of your pussy. but you had a life to attend to. so you couldn't come help choso out whenever he needed to feel those waves of ecstacy you brought him. but choso had an idea. a very dirty one

choso gulped nervously, he knew this was wrong. it was so erotic, lewd and perverted. and you didn't even know about choso's antics. he walked into your shared bedroom, pushing away the strong rays of guilt he felt. he walks over to the dresser, contemplating if he could wait just until you came home. he huffs and places a shaky hand on the handle of the bottom drawer. he slowly pulls the drawer open, revealing rows of folded panties, nice and neat. but the one that caught choso's eye was the red lacy one you wore the first night you guys fucked.

choso grabs the panties shakily, holding them in his hand for a moment before walking over towards the bed. he felt so perverted for what he was about to do. he sits on the edge of the bed, hastily yanking his sweatpants off. he rubs the panty on his clothed cock, letting out breathy shudders from the sudden sensation. choso pulls his boxers down, freeing his leaky tipped cock. he rubbed a finger around the tip, collecting the precum and coats his whole shaft with it, imagining it was your saliva or your arousal. he begins to pump his fist up and down, panty still in hand. he imagined it was your walls that suffocated him so tightly.

choso groans loudly, getting lost in the pleasure he was feeling. your panty was practically soaking with his precum while he thrusts into his fist. choso imagined it was your delicate gentle hands wrapped around his dick, imagining the way your tongue would trace his veins and lick all around his tip. the sights choso saw in his head made him let out whiney whimpers. after a little while choso felt his release approach him steadily. mumbles of your name left his lips as the pace of his hands went quicker, his eyes closed shut. the overwhelming sensation of bliss engulfed him as he reached his long awaited orgasm. he grabs your panty and cums all over it. thick but steady spurts of slight opaque cream colored cum decorates your panty. choso lets out one last hoarse groan before hearing the front door close, accompanied with a sweet "Chooo im home!!" how was he gonna explain this to you??

dividers by: @benkeibear

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sturnlova · 2 months

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First time ( C.S )

(Chris Sturniolo x Female reader)

( Warning : Smut, F & M receiving, kinda new to writing, not proof read all the way, pet names, fluff, i don’t know what else 😭 )

Chris : Orange

Y/N : Pink

Matt : Blue

Nick : Purple

Nathan : Red

(Word count : 900)

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Me and Chris have been best friends for over 8 years and i’ve told him every secret expect one, i’m a virgin, but i didn’t feel the need to because he can’t do anything about it. well at least i thought he couldn’t

“Exactly bruh, Y/N when your fucking someone would u let them do anal cause i personally wouldn’t” i giggled at his comment and so did everyone else but i didn’t really now what to say since i’ve never done anything romantically like sex, it’s not like people didn’t want to do it with me i just wasn’t ready. Nate went on for a while about fucking girls and his own experiences until i grabbed my phone and hoodie and hopped off the couch to go to Chris’ room and lock myself in there until i was ready to come out. I heard Matt whisper yell at Chris to go check on me and find out what’s wrong.

“Y/N let me in please, i wanna know if you’re okay, what happened Y/N/N”

“please go away Chris it’s embarrassing it doesn’t concern you anyway.”

“ I’m not going away Y/N/N cmon we’re best friends you gotta tell me ill tell you a secret if you want me to”

A minute after i unlocked the door, Chris opened it to see me with a puffy face due to the tears of embarrassment i shed. “Wanna sit and talk about it, i promise i won’t judge ” Chris moved us to the bed and laid me on his chest for we could talk about why i was crying out of nowhere.

As we laid down and made ourself as comfortable as we could i let out a sigh and a whisper into his chest “i’m a virgin at my grown age, Chris i just don’t want to do it with someone i don’t connect with, you know.” Chris just runs his fingers through my hair as i talk about how i feel embarrassed about being a virgin and why i still am one.

A uncomfortable silence forms until Chris cuts it with a knife “if you don’t wanna do this we can forget about it but do you want me to help, like platonically of course.”

“Help?”

“Yeah help.”

“You will tell me how to do it?”

“Of course Y/N no one has to know if u don’t want people to know“

He stands up and asks if i’m 100% sure, “im 101% sure Chris” He takes of his top and i take this as a queue to take mine of to, chris is there with jorts on and i’m left with shorts and my bra on which he unclasp with a bit of a struggle, but it’s fine. He leans down to kiss me softly but passionately.

He lays me down on the bed and crawls on top me of me. He pulls down my shorts and panties, leaving me naked well he still has his shorts on. “Chris please can you take ur shorts off, or do something please, it feels weird being naked and ur not.” “yeah sweetheart i’ll take it off don’t worry” He takes them off as he speaks.

Sweetheart?

I have to be honest with Chris because after all we are best friend’s “what if it hurts Chris, many get a towel in case i bleed.” “It’s ok we don’t need a towel but i’ll be slow i promise and you can just tap my arm 2 times if u want me to stop, ok?” i nod my head in response. He spreads my legs open and places my ankles on his shoulders. He teases my pussy hole a bit making sure i’m stretched before anything more happens.

“Okay I’m ready Chris just go slow” he slowly adds his length to me, i hiss in response as this is a new feeling and his definitely not small “you ok? want to stop” “no no keep going” He finally adds it all to me and starts moving, i can feel his balls against my butt it’s a bit funny to me only because this is the same boy i used to force to let me practice make up on. He continues his thrust at a steady past well whispering praises in my ear.

I’m a moaning mess under him due to all the new sensations i’m feeling; his tip hits my cervix with every movement he does. Chris giggles, “what’s so funny lover boy?” “the fact you can barely talk ” “shut up” i say between my moans.

“Y/N i’m really close ok, i want you to cum all over my cock” he whimpers as he moves slower and sloppier. “Let go baby” we finish together and giggle at each other’s sweaty tired faces a couple seconds after. We lay in bed together naked in a comfortable silence.

“You did so good Y/N/N i’m so proud of you. Thank you for being comfortable with me.” he kisses my check “you want me to get ya dressed for we can go back down? Or you wanna stay here for a bit ” “Yeah can you please get me dressed before someone walks in, and also i know i don’t have to much experience but you’re good at fucking” Chris giggled and pulled out of me to add my clothes and his clothes back on.

Chris puts his clothes on then grabs me by the waist and puts my clothes on until Nate walks in our room.

“Did y’all fuck?”

“what?” i say with a tone that clearly had attitude to it.

“No we didn’t do that, she had really bad stomach pains and was crying so it might i’ve sounded like moans but it wasn’t..”

“Oh sorry than but why is she naked?”

“Nate get the fuck out”

Chris whispered in my ear “I’ll drop you off home baby” i started to blush and nodded my head and looked down.

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It’s been 4 months since Chris admitted his feelings to me after “helping me” and i couldn’t be more thankful. I now have the best boyfriend i could ever ask for, we also have an annoying but loveable Nate who saw us Post sex.

#chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo smut #sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo smut #smut #chris sturniolo x you #christopher sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #chris sturniolo fluff #sturniolo fanfic

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hearts4leeknow · 3 months

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memories || Bangchan X Reader

Warning(s): none(?)

Genre: FLUFFFF

idol!Bangchan X pregnant!Reader

Summary: After lunch you find your beloved husband, Bangchan and child upstairs in your shared bedroom watching videos on their ipad along side Chan. You admire them standing in the door way until you see your kid look over to Chans phone in interest, Channie seems to notice and he starts explaining what hes looking at. You look at them in awe, it was such a cute moment you had to snap a photo. And so you did!! You and him knew he would be the perfect father, what he didn’t know was he would be a father of 2 in a few months.

!!LOWERCASE INTENDED!!

a/n: got the idea from some friends while they were commenting on my baby photos iwth my dad! (guys i was gonna make this a new years post but ig nvm)

“baby” chan hums hugging your waist

“yes?” you smile while you finish up washing the dishes.

“me and naomi (ur child’s name) will go up stairs” he mumbled quietly resting his head on your shoulder.

“okay! ill come up soon” you kissed him on the cheek.

you then heard naomi run up stairs with chan giggling trying to catch her. oh how you loved them. a while later you decide to go upstairs to join them. You took your time walking up the stairs to your shared bedroom, you grabbed your phone from the counter then entering the bedroom. Suddenly you stopped in your tracks when you saw naomi smiling while your beloved husband was talking about what he was doing at on his computer. You couldn’t help but smile at the scene happening in front of you. You were quick to open your phone snapping a photo as a memory, they looked adorable and you adored both of them oh so much. naomi was your first child and you had yet to tell chan you were carrying their second child. You were surprised he hadn’t notice your stomach grow in size, you were 1 month and you had found out 2 weeks ago.

“baby!” Chan exclaimed, with a bright smile pulling you out of your thoughts.

“mama, look at what daddy’s doing!!” naomi called you over, you walked over looking at chans laptop screen. He was making a song.

“wanna listen to it?” he pinched you cheek.

“I wanna!!” she jumped on the bed.

“sure” you giggled at naomi’s behaviour. bangchan then played the song, it was beautiful, so beautiful you teared up a little. when the demo of the song ended he had then mentioned it would be releasing in an upcoming straykids album.

“waah!! dadas song is so cool!! i wanna be like dada!!” naomi exclaimed obviously showing her enthusiasm for chans song.

“thank you omi” bangchan smiled giving a kiss on the cheek to your daughter. you were in awe about the moment unfolding in front of you, you also wondered if it was a good time to chan that naomi will soon be a big sister. suddenly you were pulled out of your thoughts when chan asked; “baby, whats up? i can tell you’re spacing out there” you contemplated for a second before responding.

“naomi is going to be a big sister soon” you had a faint smile staring into bangchans now widened eyes.

“actually?” chan gasped in disbelief.

“yes” you looked at him with the most loving eyes as his eyes started forming tears.

“mama why is dada crying?” naomi had asked with concern written all over her face.

“omi, baby, your going to be a big sister” chan gave a bright smile lightly holding naomi’s shoulders.

“really? mama is this true??” she asked you jumping up and down holding your arm.

“yes omi, it is” as soon as you told her that she jumped onto to you hugging your arm. this time. it was chans turn to watch in awe, he took out his phone and took a picture of the two of you laying down as naomi was hugging your arm. this was a memory he wanted to keep forever;

“channie come join, its a group hug!” you waved your hand inviting him to join the cuddles. bangchan hugged your waist and you played with his hair, at this moment you two knew this is what you both wanted, a happy and loving family of your own.

FIN !!

a/n: FINALLY THE FIC IS OUT enjoy bbys!!

#hearts4leeknow #skz #i love you #stray kids #i love skz #kpop #fiction #fluff #bang chan #christopher bahng #skz x reader #bangchan x reader #bangchan fluff #skz fluff #bangchan fic #bangchan fanfic #skz fanfic #skz bang chan #skz imagines

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seokminkisser · 10 months

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I don’t know if you write nsfw content but as a new follower if you’re comfortable, I would loveeeee a seokmin drabble of reader riding his abs and he has a heavy praise kink.

If you DONT write nsfw:

A seokmin drabble of him kissing on literally reader’s whole body because reader said they felt insecure today

- Sunny, one seokmin stan to another ❤️

WITH YOU BY MY SIDE.

pairing: l. seokmin x afab!reader

genre: fluff, comfort, a bit angsty

word count: 1.6k

warnings: reader wears a dress but no gendered terms are used! reader has body dysmorphia and is very insecure about it

a/n: thank u so much for ur request sunny! i wrote this on the train lol it’s kind of messy and not proofread 😁 i do write nsfw and decided to make the first part of your req a separate fic!!

there was no way you were leaving the house tonight—absolutely no way.

you had changed about seven times already and the tears had already begun to pool in your eyes. you lay down on your bed rolling yourself into a little ball and taking deep breaths as you let out a scream muffled by your pillow.

no matter how many outfit combinations you had tried, nothing seemed to work. everything you owned felt ill-fitting on your body, they made your shoulders look big or showed off your stomach or your thighs chafed together in a bruising manner. and to top it all off you had a terrible stomach ache.

the screen of your phone lit up with an incoming notification. for some reason, your boyfriend hated ringing the doorbell and preferred to send you a text whenever he stood outside your door. if lee seokmin wasn’t your favorite person on this planet you would have pretended not to be home and wallowed in your self-pity like you tended to do whenever you had a bbd — a bad body day.

dragging yourself up from your bed you walked to the door and opened it to a grinning seokmin. and seeing your boyfriend smile at you with eyes that shone as if he was staring at the person who held all the answers to the world, the tears you had suppressed flooded into your eyes, and before you knew it you were sobbing.

immediately, worry took up every fiber in seokmin’s body and he felt his own tears pooling in his eyes, seeing you cry always brought him to tears. “my baby, what’s wrong,” he says as his arms wrap themselves around your frame. burying his face into your hair, his hands run up and down your back in a soothing manner as you let your tears stain his white shirt.

“i don’t wanna go out tonight.” you reply, your voice muffled as you pressed your face even closer to his chest. seokmin pulled himself off you and wiped your tears carefully, pressing a kiss onto your forehead. a frown settled on his face as he looked at you, before pressing more chaste kisses all over your face.

“what happened baby, do you want to talk about it?” he responds, taking your hand and leading you to your bed in the corner of your small studio apartment. he sat down and pulled you on top of him, before softly holding the side of your face and pressing it into the side of his neck.

for a while you just sat there, breathing in his scent and calming yourself down. seokmin remained quiet but his hands roamed freely, one hand running up and down your back as the other softly caressed your thigh.

at that moment all that existed was you and seokmin, your worries seemed miles away as the touch of your boyfriend grounded you. he didn’t pressure you to answer him, instead he just held you. after taking another deep breath you slowly pulled away from the spot your head has been resting in and looked up at him.

seokmin gave you a soft smile as he pressed another kiss on your cheek and wiped away the rest of your tears. your eyes drifted down to the massive tear stain on his shirt and you felt like crying all over again. you even managed to ruin your beautiful boyfriend.

“i ruined your shirt minnie, i’m so sorry.” you hiccup and hid your face in your hands, you couldn’t even look at him. “no no no, y/n my love it’s alright it’s just a shirt,” he responds, hands tenderly wrapping around your wrists as he pulls your hands away from their position on your face.

your lower lip quivers as you look at seokmin pulling your hands to his face and pressing soft kisses on your knuckles and your palms. “do you want to tell me what’s wrong?” he says as he tightly clasps your hands in his. “but you don’t have to.”

you shake your head and then nod your head, pulling one hand away from his hold as you wipe your remaining tears. “no it’s okay i will tell you, but it’s so stupid and nonsensical.” you sigh and fidget with the promise ring on your finger.

“your feelings are never stupid or nonsensical, y/n.” he answered. you nod again and take a deep breath before answering: “i have nothing to wear for tonight.” you say and you felt like crying all over again. you felt utterly pathetic.

you had an angel as your boyfriend who has never shown you anything other than love and adoration, and yet you still let your insecurities run your life. “all the clothes i have tried on for the party tonight feel too tight and i feel disgusted with myself and so insecure, but i don’t even know why i feel so insecure. i don’t even understand why i am telling you this it’s so pathetic, you shouldn’t even have to bother with this, with me– ”

“you are absolutely not pathetic. never in a million years will you ever be pathetic for voicing your insecurities. i am so grateful that you feel safe enough to share your negative feelings with me. you will never ever be a bother to me, baby, truly never.” he responds and wraps his arms around your waist before turning you both on the bed, you on your back and him laying on his side his eyes never leaving yours.

“is this the dress you don’t feel comfortable in?” he asks as his hands run up and down your arm. you nod softly and he coos, kissing your temple as his hand comes to the zipper. “let’s get this of you then, hmm?”

his fingers slowly unzip your dress as he sits up on the bed, pulling the dress off of you. the room is silent other than your unsteady breathing and his soft murmurs of how beautiful you were, how lucky he was, how he felt like he must have been the most amazing person in his past life to be gifted with you.

you felt like crying again as seokmin folds your dress gently and sets it down on your dresser before coming back to your unmoving figure. he takes your hands into his and presses gentle kisses on your knuckles and your wrists and the tears pooled in your eyes again but you pressed your tongue to the roof of your mouth hoping that that motion would keep your tears at bay.

“i love you, and i want to make it my life’s goal to show you that every day for the rest of our lives.” seokmin sighs and leaves a trail of soft kisses up your arm until he reaches your shoulder. he presses one kiss, then a second, then a third, kissing up your neck until he reaches your face. “you are so incredibly beautiful to me, y/n. and i will never hesitate to remind you of that.”

and like the absolute crybaby you were, the tears started falling once again. you feel seokmin’s soft smile as he presses kisses on your right cheek, then your left, before he starts peppering gentle kisses all over your face.

“i–” he places a kiss on your forehead, “love–”, another kiss on your cheek, “every single–”, a kiss on the tip of your nose, “part of you.” he ends his onslaught of kisses with a press of his lips on yours before slowly making his way down your body, with never-ending kisses.

“i love this part of you the most.” he says, pressing a soft kiss on the skin over your beating heart and you feel so full of love in this moment that you don’t even have the strength to wipe away the stray tears on your cheeks. “but i love every part of you, and i hope you can love yourself the way i love you.”

you nod softly, running a hand through his hair as you blink away your tears. his eyes flutter shut as he feels your nails softly rake through his hair, breathily pressing kisses on your ribcages as his arms wrap themselves tighter around your middle.

it feels as if you and seokmin had become one being, connected through the love that you shared for each other and the adoration seokmin held for you and every part of your body.

as time passes, his kisses move downwards until he ends up at your ankle pressing final kisses on each one. seokmin sits up on the balls of his feet and gives you a grin before leaning down and pressing a soft kiss on your lips.

your tears had subsided a while ago and the love you had felt seeped into every fiber of your body replacing the ugly feelings of your insecurities. you kiss him back hoping and praying that he could tell that you loved him more than words could explain.

“i think we are going to be late for soonyoung’s get together minnie,” you say, a gentle smile on your lips as you push your boyfriend off of you and reach for your discarded dress on the bedside table.

“we don’t have to go if you don’t feel up to it y/n, i’m sure soonyoung will understand.” seokmin says, watching you with careful eyes as you start getting ready.

“with you by my side i think i can do anything.”

#lina’s works #seventeen #seventeen fluff #seokmin angst #seokmin fluff #seokmin drabbles #seokmin x reader #dokyeom fluff #dokyeom x reader #dk fluff

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elifseasonz · 5 months

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MINORS DNI | 18+ CONTENT (AFAB)

this is my first matthew post jaebal dont kill me if its absoloute ASS also ignore the spellinf/grammar mistakss theyre not real ur hallucinating

thinking abt matthew mean dom has me twirlinf my hair kicking my feet so!!!!

matthew loves when he gets to abuse your poor little cunt after a long day. he loves to push your head in to the matress and muffle out your whines and moans as he chases his own high. he loves watching your back arch deeper and deeper as he continues thrusting at an animalistic pace >_<

he really loves when you give him head, watching you bob your head up and down as you take more and more of him, your saliva pooling at your chin, he loves the mess!! he also loves calling you slut 💔,, i firmly believe there is praise hidden between his degradation !!

he loves to makw you cry!! he can be a sadist sometimes, he will slap your ass when hitting it from behind, he loves the mark it leaves behind bsndndjd i need him. he loves when your legs are trembling and you cant even talk straight from the pleasure, he lovess fucking you dumb on his cock thats far too big for your little cunt :(( he loves saying shit like "take it, i know you can"

he also loves to punish you, he can be so cruel at times. his long, thick fingers shoved deep inside you hitting that spongy spot inside, youre seeing stars with the way hes pulling in and out of you. youre about to cum, thighs trembling and nails leaving small crescent moons on his back when he suddenly pulls out, being met with your whines. he shuts you up when he pushes his fingers inside your mouth, a mixture of your saliva and your own slick. "since you decided to be a fucking whore today, ill treat you like one" >///<

lastly, he loves overstimulating you, he loves seeing the tears well up in your eyes as you whine 'matt, 's too much...' to him. he'll just smile and kiss your tears away, continuing to thrust into you. he will fuck his cum back inside your pussy once he's done!!!

aftercare w him is a wholw other tier but thats smth for later ☝🤓

#──★ ˙ 📎 sent from elif ̟ !!#seok matthew #matthew zb1 #zerobaseone #zerobaseone x reader #zb1 x reader #zb1 imagines #zb1 scenarios #zb1 smut #zerobaseone smut #seok matthew x reader #seok matthew smut #female reader

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treasureofmammon · 5 months

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Random mammon headcannon i want to share

He gets bad nightmares about you dying so sometimes he wakes up in a cold sweat and crying. He normally cleans himself up as he sprints to your room in the middle of the night, needing to know if your ok.

Once he sees you sleeping and alive, he fixes your blanket and sits by your bed, resting his head on the bed as he stares at you. he eventually falls asleep looking at you, you have found mammon sleeping next to your bed multiple times but you he never tells you the real reason he was there

@ezracorner1

First off, I'm sorry. Honestly, I'm still figuring out how Tumblr works and realized late how to see Asks, and then I took my time to respond to you. I hope you can forgive me. I'm on my 20s, but I act like an old woman, apparently. Lol.

I took the liberty to make a short story about thiiiiissss!!!! After all, my sweet demons were on a war, they have some unresolved things to talk about and heal. They are obviously overprotective; so with a sweet little and weak lamb like us, they probably go over the top. I LOVE THE IDEA! Although I HATE the fact they probably live with PTSD, hence where the nightmares come from 😪

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Warnings: Flashbacks and topics related to war and death. Hints to mental illnesses. Obvious attraction, but not an established relationship (yet). Angst at the beginning, but also, tenderness and care. I took some creative liberties since I haven't read some parts of the story (struggling to get UR cards), so some details might change from the OG storyline. Finally, I didn't check the syntaxes of the paragraphs so much. Sorry if some stuff doesn't make a lot of sense.

*I apologize in advance for what y'all might read, I absolutely love to write, but I'm not such a good writer. Lol*

[Note: Mammon x Gn!Neutral reader. Spoilers ahead- English is not my first language, so there might be orthographic and syntax errors - The following characters belong to the mobile game "Obey me: shall we date" and are owned by Solmare Corporation. This is a mere work of fan-fiction. I took some creative liberty].

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Nightmares and dreams

Mammon looks at his right, familiar faces, that he once called "siblings", shattering his other loved ones forever. Their comrades and family's expressions suddenly realize that their existence, one that could be eternal, are brought to an abrupt end at that exact moment. And some of them, many even, look at Mammon with despair, lost and afraid of their own death.

His almost extinct battalion, who he commanded, conformed by his little brothers and sisters that he once witnessed brought to life in a blow of Father's breath, forever gone. Some of them he watched grow up, hugged, played, spoiled, and then... trained. Not anymore. No clue will lay in history that they existed, no irrefutable proof of who they were.

Mammon's eyes widen in horror, mouth open in surprise.

He then looks around and catches in a glimpse a spear that falls graceful and fairly as a punisher of the traitors, hovering over Asmodeus, unerring.

—No. Not Asmodeus, not him!—

Mammon runs faster than the light and slides himself with his younger brother in his arms, successfully saving him from the imminent death. Mammon sighs and thinks it's fine now, but immediately, a penetrating scream is heard, and Beel and Belphie shred tears. The time freezes: all of them stop, every single one of the angels stops, the arrows fall to the green grass, and a new flurry of arrows never comes.

—Lilith... No!—.

Lucifer takes her in his arms, but the ground immediately opens, and both fall. Lucifer's wings turn black, and horns come out of his head as he descends in rapid speed; his halo is lost on the battlefield until Michael takes it with him as a prize for nothing.

Mammon follows them without a second thought, loyal as always, worried like the second brother he is, launching himself to a fall to a who-knows-where place.

As he falls, flames consume his body, his wings burn down to his core, his white robe dissipates, his halo turns in ashes and his head throbs in pain while he feels two horns that grow from it. But he doesn't lose sight of Lucifer and of Lilith's face. Except now is not Lilith's is yours.

Mammon loses his mind: the abyss he falls in turns pitch black, swallowing Lucifer and Lilith in his arms. He has a sinking feeling in his gut and screams, not scared of his own life, but scared of Lucifer's, Lilith's, and yours until his slim body finally bursts against the ground. The room is still completely dark. Shyly, he stands up, —Lucifer? Lilith?—, he calls.

Suddenly, a reflector light turns on. You are right below it, lighted up like a star. The yellowish rays touch your silhouette gracefully as if you were an angel yourself. Beautiful. Candid. Endearing.

—MC? —

You turn around to look at him and smile tenderly, like you usually do. His heart melts. For a short moment, his worries dissappear and he smiles back. He walks to you, enchanted by your bright soul.

Until a pair of claws dig in your back. Your scream never heard. In a gasp, you fall to the ground, bloody, and a set of glowing purple eyes withdrawn into the emptiness of the never-ending darkness of the room.

—NO!— Mammon screams and rushes to you, your face now lifeless, while blood scapes your body. He cries your name, but there's no response. Suddenly, a familiar voice chants: —This is your fault! She died because of you!—. A new figure emerges from the blackness.

—Lucifer?—

—No—, finally revealing his identity, —I'm you—. Mammon's own face responds back.

Mammon's eyes open wide suddenly. Awake, gasping and panting, scared, drowned in his own sweat. He sits in his bed and takes his forehead in his hands. A nightmare.

Mammon feels his heart pace altered. And he tries to calm down.

—It was just a nightmare... right? It felt too damn real. They're here, they're just asleep, they ain't death, right?—

Rationally, Mammon knows he had a bad dream, but a part of him drags him to unreality, so he jumps out of bed, leaves his room, and makes his way to yours. On the short path, he takes his shirt off and notices that even his torso is dripping in sweat, but he manages to clean his face with his wet shirt.

Slowly and carefully, he opens the door of your room, still gasping for air, now in a much more stable breathing pace. When the door is open enough, he peeks inside your room, there, you lay in bed tranquil, your face expression at peace, and your chest slowly moving up and down, asleep.

—Thanks Lilith...—, he whispers and lets himself in your room, knowing that once again, as usual after dreaming your passing, he might be violating your space and the sanctity of your placid sleep. But, he does it anyway. You're his human, after all.

Mammon stands for a short while, looking at you, making sure you're real and safe. He fixes your blanket, covering you well. Then, quietly, he drags your desk's chair to your bed's side and sits, watching you dream your own dreams, snoring softly, comfortable, and even happy.

—I love ya—, he whispers and observes you until his eyelids can't stay open, his head resting right next to your hand.

When you wake up in the middle of the night, Mammon is lying right next to you, uncomfortable. You sigh, thinking that it's happening again.

Gently, you reach to his hand, and he wakes up in a jump, confused and scared.

—MC?—

This time, you don't ask a thing. You just pull his hand to you, and he gets the hint, half asleep, not sure if you inviting him to share the bed is another dream that feels too real again or reality itself.

Mammon nuzzles against your chest, and you throw your arms around him after covering him up with your blanket, too; then, you kiss his temple, trying to convey all your emotions in one little peck.

—I have no idea why you do this— you admit, —but I don't mind sharing my bed with you, Mammon; after all, I love you—.

Your love confession, unheard. For now, that's okay, as long as you can hold your best friend and crush on your arms as if you were lovers already.

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underoospeterparker · 1 year

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hi! Im not quite sure if your requests are open at the moment, but I was wondering if you could possibly write a Poly! Marauders x reader? Maybe where the reader talks a lot and is ignored by parents and friends of is yelled at often for small nervous habits they do unconsciously? You don't have to ofc!

Love ur work!!

hi guys! i've been inactive for a while, trying to focus on schoolwork and things, but now i have some time so i thought i would write something! i'm sorry if i didn't respond to any requests, ill try to get those done asap. thanks so much! love u guys<3

to anon: ofc! hope i did this one right:) i kind of did it more hurt/comfort cause you guys know i love my comfort trope<3 also if you didn't want it like this, don't hesitate to send me another req if this was too over the top with the hurt, or you didn't like the tropes:)

warnings: implied and referenced abuse, mention of sirius's past trauma & abuse, feeling not good enough, insecurity, shy!reader, introverted!reader, bruises, hurt/comfort, crying

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"(y/n!)" you snapped out of your daydream, blinking your eyes lazily as your focus adjusted to your surroundings. "ignoring us is not okay, (y/n). you need to tell us why you are behind in your classes. you're not doing good enough. we need you to stop getting distracted and focus on your work." your dad scolded you.

"argus, don't you think you're being a bit too rough on her?" your mother said quietly. "i'm sure she's doing her-"

"eleanor, don't interrupt me," your dad said quietly. that shut your mother up, and she said nothing else. you felt for her in that moment, being trapped in a relationship where she couldn't say anything, couldn't voice her own opinions because they would get shut down every single time.

it scared you to think of ever being in a marriage like theirs. because of your parents, you had trust issues, and you didn't think you could let anyone into your heart because of how your parents ended up.

they were high school sweethearts, fell in love at the young age of 16. as a kid, you would look through old boxes in cupboards, filled with old pictures of your mother and father at your age. it was crazy to think that they too fell in love, just like you.

but how their love ended up petrified you. how they thought their love would never end but it did, when you were born. you'd never seen your parents happy, let alone happy together.

playing with your fingers to try and distract yourself from the conversation you were having, you thought of your own relationship with your boyfriends. it was the complete opposite of your parents. they were comforting, respectful, caring and they always loved you no matter what.

your thoughts were interrupted by your father's voice. "for god's sake, stop fidgeting like that!" he yelled, and grabbed your wrists tightly, making you flinch. you could already feel the bruises forming.

"i'm sorry. i'll work harder," you murmured, eyes focused on the floor. you couldn't meet their eyes. you knew you were a disappointment to them. it just hurt too much to even look at them.

THE NEXT DAY

hogwarts was made for gifted witches and wizards. although you were relatively smart, you had to work really hard to get good grades, as opposed to some of your friends who barely studied and still managed to get exceptional grades. it infuriated you.

you had managed to convince two of your friends to help you study, as they were really good at astronomy.

at the library, you were excitedly telling your friends about a new book you were reading. you continued, a huge smile on your face, saying, "and so then, the she finally gets together with him, and it's just so dreamy and i-"

"oh my god, (y/n)! are you done?" your friend snapped at you. she looked extremely annoyed at you, and once you glanced at the clock you saw that you'd only been speaking for a few minutes. you didn't get why she had to be so annoyed with you. you didn't do anything wrong, did you?

your smile dissolved, and you quietly said, "yeah."

your friend then proceeded to tell you guys about her new relationship with cedric, who you didn't care about in the least. "i'm just gonna go up to the dormitories," you said quietly, excusing yourself. your friends didn't even notice your departure.

what kind of friends were they? they hurt your feelings, always making you feel worthless, just like your parents. your boyfriends had told you they were both wastes of time but you had ignored them.

'where are they, anyways?' you thought to yourself as you looked around for your boyfriends. you needed them right now. tears pooled behind your lash line as you thought about what had happened.

you felt almost guilty for wanting to see your boyfriends. you didn't want them to pity you, and so you went up to your dormitory, which was completely empty at this early hour. falling face flat onto your bed, you finally let your tears fall.

a few minutes later, you heard a knock at the door, then a soft, "baby? are you in there?" it sounded like james, and you sobbed quietly at his voice, at the comfort it brought you even without seeing him.

"c'mon, let us in," remus said through the door.

"please?" sirius chimed in. "if you don't, we'll feed you to the rats."

"pads!" james whisper-screamed. "why would you say that?"

you smiled. they could easily cheer you up, even just their voices.

you grabbed your wand off the bedside and undid the lock on the door. your boyfriends came bursting in, not expecting the sudden movement, and they caught sight of you on your bed.

"oh, sweetheart," rem said softly.

making his way over to you, he pulled you into his lap and your legs encircled his waist. you let your head fall into his chest and his hand came up to smooth your hair. "shhh," he cooed into your ear. "it's okay."

jamie was already on the other side of you, thumb stroking your palm, already warming you up. you winced slightly as his thumb pressed on your bruise from yesterday.

siri sat on the bed opposite you, and his eyes darkened protectively when he saw the bruises lining your wrists. "pup, what's this?"

for a second you were confused, then you realised what he was talking about. your eyes grew wide as you said, "it's nothing, siri, I promise." you knew about his past, you didn't want to bring it up and have him do something he would regret.

"no, sweetheart," sirius put a finger under your chin, tilting your head so your eyes could meet his. "who did this to you?"

your eyes filled with tears and the anger on his face softened, but he was still inquisitive. "dad," you mumbled under your breath. "but it wasn't his fault, i was being a brat, and-" your tears came back full force, and you whispered, "and i'm not good enough for them." you laughed wetly, then continued. "my friends ignore me. they probably think I'm stupid and useless. i don't deserve to be here. it's all my fault for being friends with them. it's my fault for not working hard enough for my parents."

the boys exchanged a look over your head. their princess, believing she wasn't good enough? well, they couldn't have that.

sirius lifted his hand from your chin to cup your cheek. you leaned against the warmth radiating from his palm, tears still silently flowing down your face. "it's not your fault," he murmured. "it's never your fault. please remember that, baby."

"you deserve everything and more," james said softly.

remus hugged you tightly against his chest. "don't let anyone ever tell you different, princess."

you cried into remus's sweater, letting out everything you'd felt the past few days. they let you cry, knowing it'd be useless to try and get you to stop. you needed a good cry.

"i'm so-"

"don't you dare apologise." sirius's eyes grew serious. "otherwise we're truly feeding you to the rats."

you giggled, hand coming up to wipe your tears but james did it for you himself. they really treated you like their princess.

"i love you guys," you mumbled, sniffling quietly.

their faces softened. "love you too, bug."

#marauders poly #remus lupin #sirius black #james potter #marauders era #fluff #angsty #angst with a happy ending #tw abuse #tw abuse mention #bruises #harry potter fandom #marauders x you

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timwrightliker · 3 months

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TIM WRIGHT X READER RAHHH

This is post-mh and you guyse are .. Married :P

-I like to think that post-mh hes even MORE emotional and affectionate and he fears so much abt losing you like he Has to be with you everywhere besides when hes at work and when hes at work the only thing he has on his mind is if your safe or not

-he gets home rly late afternoon and immediately greets you with so many little kisses and hugs, picking you up and spinning you around

-the only person he really has left is you (besides jessica ofc but your the only one keeping him stable) and he would blame himself for so long if not forever if you somehow managed to be gone

-Hugs u from behind

-a lot

-u feel his beard on the back of your neck.nph my god guys

-Anyways if your afab and have periods Like me he would worry so much i think. Constantly being like "Stay in bed im not letting you be in pain And walk at the same time." cause hes so overprotective imo

-Speaking of overprotective in public he would always wrap his arm around your waist. he never really used to like that stuff cause he doesnt like pda. he still doesnt like pda that much BUT post-mh he would need you in his sight almost at all times (especially in public). Though if you tell him to give you space he gladly will because hes nice :-)

-Poor guy has so many nightmares, specifically about losing you or about how he lost brian and jay. oh you comfort him? he cries.

-He cries and cries until tears no longer fall, and if you cry with him it will make it worse. He used to be very closed off about his emotions, but with you hes able to open up so much more.

-he kisses your scars and you kiss his scars back. end of story

-honestly only loves winter/snow when its with you. he likes the cold better then he does humid heat.. both of them are horrible to him either way. But with you he loves snowball fighting n stuff and as soon as he notices you shivering he brings u back inside immediately

-Doesnt shave as often cause he doesnt really gaf anymore. he occasionally trims his beard but rarely shaves it nowadays. he also grew out his hair down to his shoulders and absolutely loves when you play with it like hes all giggling and kicking his feet

-i like to think masky is still there, just way more calm and silent as always. he either activates after a seizure or tim just randomly wakes up as masky

-masky is way more protective i think, but not as affectionate. would love doing acts of service for u though and possibly a bit of cuddling if your really upset. most of the time he would be silent and "emotionless" (he does have emotions i know this) but when he does get upset he refuses to let you comfort him for a long while until he gives in

-tim absolutely loves singing to you, possibly even singing or humming you to sleep.

-Tim honestly likes any cuddle position, sometimes he really wants to be little spoon even if your smaller or bigger then him it brings him so much joy. also likes to sleep with you on top of him a lot

-bonus where reader has a bunch of toys cause i love inserting my own qualities into stuff

-He would love to name ur own plushies that have either just come in the mail or have never been named after years. he loves how much comfort they bring you in rough times. (headcanon incoming!!) he even has an plushie from years ago back when he was young (It was a bunny plushie) and he honestly gets a bit emotional looking at it sometimes. was probably packing up his stuff before entry #87 and found it and tried so very hard not to break down in tears cause it was such a comfort item to him And still is

-Ok welll BYEEEEE ill probably edit this as i go on :-) so embarrassed to post this since its my first public x reader thing and im terrified of accidentally misinterpreting tim or smth 😭

#tim wright x reader #marble hornets

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opens-up-4-nobody · 7 months

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#ever sit like a corpse in your own body?#im doing a job i wasnt designed for. theres this funny thing we do in academia where we beg for money. write in consise phrasing why we #deserve funding. what it is about our project what it is about our personhood that makes us deserving. what we're doing in our present to #give back and ensure a better future. and i can pull together a description of a nervous kid who couldn't read but loved to learn anyway.#who didnt kno how to hold proper a conversation until college and so tried and got better at ppl. who wouldnt let a language problem get in #the way of information gain. who cares about making complicated info visually digestible. and that's a nice story. but it falls apart when #projected into the future. what r u doing for the future? im just trying to continue existing #dont u want to help other ppl like u? sure but i dont have anything nice to say to them. does it ever get easier? no. it probably never will #ur brain was not built for reading. sometimes things r just terrible and u have to accept that. develop a crippling mental disorder or do #something where u dont have to read. see. not helpful. bad attitude. im just too full of blood and broken glass. all my achievements r #stained red and it hurts to look at them. to get myself to function i have to squeeze so tight i can feel the strain in my head. and even #then its not enough. do u kno what its like to spend ur whole life building something only to watch it burn to ashes in front of u? just a #broken machine rotting away underground where no one will see it. but dont let things fester. speak up if somethings wrong. and say what?#lmao i wrote this last night and then today when my advisor was like: hows it going? do u feel like u have enough time to get everything #done? and i had the gall to be like *voice strained high to prevent crying* its alright i think ive got enough time. bc yea technically i #think there r enough hours in yhr day that if i really tried i could get it all done. but that doesn't count the time i spend laying with #thr absolute desolation of my mind. so no. there isnt enough time bc im not doing well. but there's nothing he can do abt it so ya kno #whats the point in talking abt it except to say ya sorry im such a wretched miserable person. i dont kno how to fix it. my enthusiasm is #hidden under layer upon layer of pain. i burnef out before even getting here and im only making it worse #but whatever ill see my therapist Tuesday #unrelated

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eddiebun · 2 years

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hi baby, the finale of st4 vol 2 literally killed me i sobbed for HOURS today.. :( WHY WOULD THEY KILL OFF THE MOST INTERESTING BEST CHARACTER i hate this. anyway, i hope ur doing well and i have a blurb for u abt our cutie eddie (bc he IS alive). basically crybaby!bimbo!reader x eddie munson where like he accidentally makes her cry or something and he tries to comfort her? maybe he teases her or smth in front of his friends and they are dating and.. idk i just hope ur doing well! MWAH <3

TRUING NOT TO THINK ABOUT IT OR ILL CRY. ilysm mwahmwahwamnwahh

bimbo!crybaby!reader x bf!eddie, angsty, fluff??

“no, y/n is hardly ever present, always off in her own little head most of the time.” eddie laugh, glancing over at you at his side, seeing your bottom lip jutted out in concentration as you swiped your fingers back and forth four bottles of nail polish, contemplating which to use.

eddie was taking you out on a date later, and of course, you wanted your nails to match the cute outfit you begged him to buy you last weekend, and he folded, he always did for you.

“see?” eddie nodded his head in your direction, everyone around you laughing and you shot your head up in curiosity.

“welcome back to reality, sweetheart.” you heard your boyfriend coo, coming up to pat the top of your head.

you blinked a couple times, not understanding but you didn’t care all that much, you had more important things to worry about.

“which is better, the peachy pink, baby pink, the neon or the hot pink?” you looked up at him through your pretty lashes, awaiting your boyfriends input.

eddie glanced down at the bottles on the table and shrugged, “all looks the same to me.” he leaned in closer to look at the colors.

he glanced back up and saw the apparent displeasure on your face from his lack of interest.

“it’s not the same at all.” you told him, pursing your lips together.

“it’s just paint or whatever,” eddie chuckled, making the whole table laugh, clearly in agreement with him, “it doesn’t matter, can’t you just join in the conversation for once and worry about stuff like that at home?” he asked, the table suddenly going a little more quiet because owch, that one was harsh.

and he knew he messed up, before he even saw your eyes gloss over, tears bubbling and bottom lip quivering, “t-that was mean..” you sniffled out, feeling your whole body burning up in embarrassment and upset.

and the tears didn’t stop, eddie panicking a little— he was used to you being sensitive, crying and being emotional, it wasn’t a bad thing but you were right, what he said was mean and now he made you cry in front of everyone.

“hey, hey.. i’m sorry, i didn’t— i didn’t mean that.” he grimaced before clearing his throat and standing up, “c’mon.” he held his hand out.

you didn’t take it, but you did stand up and you walked out of the cafeteria, knowing eddie was following behind.

you got into an empty classroom, sniffling against the back of your hand and comfortingly squeezing your arm.

“baby, it does matter, i shouldn’t of dismiss you like that or talked to you like that, i didn’t mean it.” eddie stood in front of you, rocking back and forth on his feet and breathing out shakily.

“i’m so sorry angel..” he said quietly.

you hiccuped in between soft sobs, lipgloss smudged and some mascara markings on your under eyes as you looked up at your boyfriend, “please don’t talk to me like that. i join in b-but i don’t wanna be laughed at for not liking the same things all the time but i still get laughed at when i’m just doing my own thing, that’s not fair.” you frowned.

“you’re right, it shouldn’t be like that— fuck, i’m so sorry. i’ll make sure you never feel like that again, i’ll make it more comfortable for you, i love you so much, just the way you are and i know you’re so brave hanging out with us freaks,” he chuckled, “i’m so happy you are who you are, i don’t want it any other way.” he sighs, fingers tangling with yours as he pulled you against his chest and smothered you in kisses over every inch of your face.

“i— love— you— so— much.” he said, each word in between a firm kiss, feeling awful but promising himself he’d make you feel much more comfortable and he never wanted to make you cry again.

“just don’t want you to feel like you’re too good for me and wonder off one day, i need you.” he cupped your face.

“i need you more, stupid.” you sniffled.

#fairy drabbles 🤍#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fluff #eddie

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shukakumoodboard · 4 months

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*Pulls out my massive bag of money and jewels and blow* I’m your biggest fan so I must pick your brain now that you have a tumblr ask box. your finest gaalee romance hcs my good sir. Please

help.

I’m your biggest fan

did you know im crying ab this. kissing u on the face rn

ok gaalee romance headcanons. i've been thinking about this for days. grab ur mojito mix lets frockign gaur

ill be upfront in that i have very few i'll-die-on-this-hill opinions about the boys, but here's some i'm pretty stuck to <3

sfw headcanons

1. lee's better with words, gaara's better with actions, and they're both secretly envious of the other for it: my thoughts here are that gaara spent so much of his life not understanding love that he'd still struggle to articulate it in flowery ways that i think, as a born theatre kid, lee would be good at. but gaara would absolutely be that person who shows it in subtle ways -- like taking care of someone when sick, remembering food preferences, always ensuring lee takes care of himself when lee forgets or is busy having a self-flagellation moment. not that i think lee would be incompetent, but he strikes me as more of a scatterbrain, but would always be on top of verbal reassurances and affection (which i also think is what gaara would benefit from: clear straightforward declarations of feelings and intent)

2. they're both super cuddly in private look, you put together a touch-starved former monster vessel and a social outcast who mostly knows touch from violence (until gai) and you are going to get some clinginess imo. you can't convince me they're not the kind of people who would sit side by side at the dinner table so they can eat holding hands. bro (emotional)

3. they're probably actually really shit at "conventional" dating hear me out ok. they're like initially so far away and gaara is the whole president and lee kicked a meteor in half one time you think they can just wander around and go to restaurants? it's absolutely nonsense that shinobi don't suffer village celebrity paparazzi syndrome in nart tbh. not exactly the same but i have a whole wip in the bort-verse about them sneaking around. tldr i'd bet they sometimes get casual breakfast or dinner but i think more likely takeout and quiet time together as opposed to like fancy dates

4. language learning and hobbying as a form of devotion as a purveyor of my wares u may notice i have language headcanons. it is also my gaalee romance hc that they learn each others -- i've incorporated this into in the space between and a wip called multilingual, which is all about nejiten teasing lee about his crush on gaara in front of the man. i also think that lee would lean into gaara's gardening stuff with gusto because if it's something gaara loves, lee would want to love it too.

nsfw headcanons huehuehuhe

1. they're switches and i WILL die on this hill i think this is self explanatory but listen. listen i am SIQUE of the assigned top/bottom nonsense they both deserve to rail and also be railed. i may be the resident owner of the Rock Lee Fucks tag on AO3 but i also own the Gaara Fucks tag. ill kill a man over this

2. lee is absolutely a service anything this ties into the previous one. a big component of his canonical personality is that he's a disciple of gai -- he's a follower who bases a lot of himself around those he cares for. not the kind of person who is suddenly going to crop up with an intensely specific preference, imo? i think he would base his role on whatever his partner needs the most at the time.

3. rock lee's canonically huge dick ok lol listen. listen this one's canon jokes aside i think lee is hung as detailed in We Don't Talk About Fight Club and i will continue that joke. that being said i think normal hung. not arizona tea can hung which is a hilariously illustrated discord joke

4. tbh i think they're kinda vanilla in the bedroom i say this in a positive way i think they'd be far more into like, just being able to be with each other instead of getting into wild sexual mischief all over the villages although they definitely bone in weird places secretly. they Fuck, but like i don't see them as super kinksters or anything. however, i have seen many a kinkfic that im like nodding my head this is valid cakesitting bdsm what who said that

5. gaara's vaguely nebulous oral fixation i really have no justification for this one i just think some of those animal bijuu instincts might linger and turn into what that mouth do idk i keep going to write smut and whoops my whole body slipped and gaara's licking something. happened in fight club and fight club II, happened in hole time, happened in tgod, happens in at least two wips i have cookin' in the background... what is goin on actually

dkghkdf i hope you enjoyed this episode of kel's questionable headcanons. i really enjoyed answering, thank you so much for the ask <3

#fictalk #gaalee #leegaa #gaara #rock lee #writing gronp hours #nart #lol hole time #text #not sfw

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