#im telling you even fucking running scared doesnt have anything even remotely close to This level💀💀

[tacagen]

eobard thawne, why are you holding down your nemesis who 'ruined your life' Like That

#eobard thawne #professor zoom #reverse flash #the flash #barry allen #eobarry ig? #the unimaginable things the first panel does to me..... grHGRAHGHR #HES NOT EVEN GRABBING BARRY OR ANYTHING. HIS HAND JUST FUCKING LIES THERE. #AND THE WAY HIS EYES ARE CLOSED???? MY FUCKING GOD HES ENJOYING THAT. _SO_ MUCH. #AND THEORETICALLY. FOR ALL WE KNOW. HE MIGHT EVEN BE KISSING HIM. WE SURE CANT FUCKING SEE HIS MOUTH. #WHO'S FUCKING RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS!!!!!! #im telling you even fucking running scared doesnt have anything even remotely close to This level💀💀 #he IS faster than barry and he has a truly wonderful time putting it to use only in the moments like these #this mf is So gay and touch starved. i am officially not able to can #they are fighting in a burning dystopian world but thawne is just. chilling while hugging barry from the back. god why is he like this #actually no yknow what. i've changed my mind. no ig and question marks this time. #eobarry

[horansqueen]

Okay I’ve been thinking of a scenario with Niall and I can’t stop thinking about it so I neeeeeeed to tell someoneeeee!!!!

Imagine: sucking his dick while he’s sitting on the sofa, he’s groaning and calling you a ‘good girl’ and telling you how good it feels with his fingers in your hair and then he pulls you off him, tilts your head back and pulls your face up to him while he leans forward, tells you ‘open’ and spits in your mouth, leans back on the chair, looks you in the eyes and says ‘well... get on with it then’ and pushes your head back down onto his dick 😩😍😩😍

warning, 1.6k smut! it could be better, i know. im sorry if it doesnt reach expectations but i hope you enjoy it anyway!!!

I had been trying to get my boyfriend's attention for over an hour but his eyes were on the golf channel and I knew I didn't really stand a chance against that. I had never really understood the fascination for that sport but Niall was in love with the game and I was in love with Niall which meant that from time to time, I would watch it with him and listen to every comment he wanted to share.

Today though, it was different. I really wanted his attention, all his attention, and no matter what I said or asked, he was only half listening to me. I was not mad, I knew I was being annoying, but after a whole hour of trying, I decided to just sit next to him and use an other way to distract him. I let my gaze roam on his arm and to his hands before my eyes fluttered close as I imagined them all over me. It didn't matter how long I had been with Niall, I always wanted him, and he always turned me on. I moved closer and brushed my lips on his jaw slowly, letting them travel until his neck. I glanced down at one of his hands as a spasm made it move slightly and I smiled a bit before nibbling gently on the skin of his neck. I could feel my whole body throb and straddled one of his thighs slowly but he let out a short groan, moving his head on the side to keep watching the tv.

"Petal, please, we can make out later."

I let out a short whimper of disagreement and he looked at me with a smile before turning back to the tv. I moved away from him and sat next to him, tilting my head as I stared at his face. He was so pretty, I had never met someone who made my heart melt like that, and I never wanted to be with anyone else anyway.

Without thinking, I let myself slide down from the couch to the floor and walked on my knees until I was in front of him before spreading his legs apart. It caught his attention and he glanced at me with a frown, making me smile.

"Darling, what are you doing?"

I didn't answer and just focused on the way my hands worked on his pants, unzipping them quickly as I nibbled on my bottom lip. I sucked on it as I thought about his cock in my mouth and my heart started thumping in my chest. If Niall wanted to watch golf on tv, It was alright, but he'd have to do it while I'd take his whole dick in my mouth.

I took it out and without waiting, I sucked on his tip before moving my head down on him, feeling him swell on my tongue.  It took him by surprise and I felt him tense but after a few seconds, he groaned low and moved slightly on his seat.

"Fuck, petal, how do you do that?"

His voice was low and it made my lips curl when I saw his hands grip the couch harder. I knew he was trying to concentrate on the game but it was not as easy as it was a few minutes ago. It took about a minute of my tongue running on his cock for him to give me all his attention but when it happened, I knew it immediately.

The fingers of one of his hands slid in my hair before gripping it tight and he groaned louder, making my pussy throb so hard that I let out a short whimper.

"Keep sucking, pet. Don't stop."

He ground up quickly and I felt the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat. I gripped his thighs harder and this time, he moaned louder. I gagged slightly and finally took his cock out of my mouth before tilting my head and sucking on his length until his balls. I ran my tongue on them and finally took one in my mouth, sucking on it gently. I felt his other hand grip my hair too and he cursed low. I knew I had all his attention now and for some reason, it turned me on even more.

"Good girl."

I wanted to slip my hand in my panties to touch myself but instead, I moved closer and took his dick in my mouth as deep as I could again, letting it slide on my tongue.

"You're doing great, petal." he whispered, running his finger gently in my hair and pushing a lock away from my face.

I glanced up and noticed that he was staring at me and I loved that he had completely forgotten about the golf on tv. I tasted his precum on my tongue and he squirmed a bit on the couch as my eyelids fluttered slightly before I stared at him again.

My heart skipped a beat when he grabbed my hair again roughly and pulled me away from his cock, keeping my head tilted back. He bent closer and the way he stared at me made me so horny that I was scared that if I moved even just a bit, I'd cum. His expression was serious as his eyes roamed on my face and after a while, he talked again.

"Open up."

I had no idea why he was asking me that but I just obeyed without question. There was nothing I loved more than Niall being rough and telling me what to do. I just wanted to please him and if I wanted to be honest with myself, I would do pretty much anything and everything he'd ever ask me to do.

He ended up spitting in my mouth and I felt a rush of pleasure spread through me as he did. I hadn't expected it but I wanted him to do it again. He bent down more and slipped one of his hands in my pants and panties, running two of his fingers on my slit. I knew how wet I was, I could feel myself drip and soak my panties, but when he pushed his fingers inside me, I moaned but still kept my mouth open.

A smirk appeared on his lips, his eyes never leaving mine, and he raised his eyebrows. "Oh you liked that?"

I barely nodded before he spat again in my mouth, making me whimper. He took his hand out of my pants and brought his wet fingers on my bottom lip, rubbing it slowly and coating it.

"You look so good like that." he confessed before sitting back up and bringing my head closer by pulling me by the hair. "Well, petal, get on with it."

I barely had time to breathe in and he just pulled me back down on his cock. I felt my heart beat harder as I chocked on it and he moaned again, holding my head down. "Such a good girl." he whispered, letting his head fall back on his shoulders. "What that mouth can do I fucking swear."

He let go of my head and I tried to catch my breath but quickly started sucking on his dick again. I felt him squirm more on his seat and after a few minutes, he got up and I felt his dick slip out of my mouth.

"You're gonna make me cum, darling."

I tilted my head back again and opened my mouth as I watched him stroke his cock very slowly. His lips curled into an amused smile again and he bent down slightly, spitting again in my mouth a few times. Quickly, I ran my hand between my legs but over my pants and it made him chuckle.

"You like that, don't you?" he asked. "Don't worry, I'm gonna take care of your pretty little cunt in a minute. Stick your tongue out."

I did as he asked and quickly, he tapped his tip on my tongue before rubbing it. I wanted to taste him so bad and when I felt precum in my mouth again, I moaned but kept my lips open. Knowing that I was about to make him cum made me grab his thighs and watching him jerk off was ecstatic. I felt his tip rub against my tongue with every movement of his hand on his dick and when he cursed, I knew he was reaching his orgasm and I forced myself to keep my eyes open just to watch him cum.

He let out a louder 'fuck!' and a groan as his cum spurt in my mouth and on my cheek. He wiped his dick on my tongue again and immediately, I closed my mouth to taste him. He moved closer, gathering the cum that was on my cheek and bringing it to my mouth. I sucked on his finger and once again, he cursed.

"Jesus Christ, I love when you swallow petal."

I remained on my knees, watching him tuck his cock in his boxers again and when he let himself fall on the couch, I moved closer to him and raised my eyebrows, sending him puppy eyes.

"You're not gonna go back to watching golf and leave me all horny and alone, yea?"

I tilted my head and his lips curled again before he chuckled, shaking his head gently. "I'd never do that." he replied, searching for the remote and turning the tv off. "I promise to make you cum as hard as you made me cum, darling. Come on, straddle me."

#niall horan #niall horan smut #niall horan oneshot #niall horan blurb #niall horan smut oneshot #niall horan smut blurb #my fanfics #blurbs #my blurbs #Anonymous

[lenin-it-to-win-it]

just gonna rant about my health issues to no one in particular for a bit under the cut sooo

im just so fucking tired of being sick all the time like. its been almost 2 years now of actively Going To Doctors And Having Tests Done And Trying To Get A Diagnosis and fucking!!! nothing works!!! and i only have until the end of this coming school year to get it figured out before my insurance runs out otherwise im just fucked!!! because im sure as hell not gonna be able to afford a fucking mri every six months making 10 bucks an hour at some retail shithole but so far ive seen SIX different fucking doctors (not counting 2 ER visits) because they all just keep shuffling me back and forth like “idk maybe have someone else deal with this? weird lol” or like “have you considered that maybe you might have anxiety :) you seem stressed :)” 

like yeah its a fucking stressful situation getting progressively fucking sicker for two goddamn years wasting thousands of dollars and reaching the end of a fucking ticking clock because almost every doctor ive seen is an incompetent jackass who does NOTHING but waste my time and money and then fucking condescend to me about anxiety like!!! yeah i probably DO have anxiety and depression and autism and what the fuck ever else but this isnt THAT 

and the literal ONE TIME i had ANY treatment that worked AT ALL helping with my eye spasms (literally One of Many Symptoms that i deal with on a fucking daily basis that still manages to completely fuck up my life) is something i cant take anymore because it damaged my fucking eyes!!! possibly permanently!!! i already HAD issues wtih light sensitivity that this medicine made WAYYY fucking worse and guess whats one of the WORST things at setting off my eye spasms??? anything to do with fucking light so YEAH thANKS for that @ the opthalmologist who had me take those damn eye drops for two months straight, which other neuro opthalmologist said was bullshit when i saw her again, not that im letting HER off the hook either since she REFERRED me to that incompetent bitch in the first place and then had NO solution other than “hm well you definitely shouldnt take that medicine again, but theres literally No Other Treatment, maybe blow another $400 in a few months to come see me again so i can continue to Not Help You In Any Way”

and its getting wORSE ALL THE TIME!!! and the best thing doctors can think of is “hm well maybe wait a bit to see if it gets worse? and maybe then we’ll know what it is?” well its getting worse!!!! but they still dont seem to know what it is!!! like at first it was just my vision going out of focus for a few seconds at a time, then it was a few minutes, then i was having visual distortion (or maybe hallucinations? who knows! certainly not any of the fucking doctors ive seen!), then awful fucking eye strain headaches, then spasms in my neck, then my jaw, then my arms, then my legs, now all fucking over, and now i get sick and dizzy just by moving my HEAD too far or too suddenly and like at work earlier today i was just stumbling around for two hours bc there was too much pressure in my head and everything felt tilted and i was just grabbing at every surface trying not to fall with my head like on my shoulder bc keeping my neck straight was too fucking hard and i swear to fuckign god a couple nights ago there was this weird buzzing on the side of my face??? and like it felt like my mouth was moving slower than it should??? but i dont even KNOW if thats a Real SymptomTM or if i was just freaked out and tired and imagining things or if i really am just getting to be a paranoid delusional nutcase about my health because every little thing terrifies me at this point, like ive been coughing for a couple weeks and instead of being like “oh its a bad cold” im like “maybe now my immune systems fucked up too maybe this is A New Symptom” i literally cant tell anymore i have no fucking idea 

and i dont WANT to think about all this All The Fucking Time but i do!!!!! i literally HAVE to bc it affects my life in every fucking possible way and i cant escape it like even rn the light from the fuckign computer is hurting my eyes and i cant even see what im typing half the time bc my eyes keep going out of focus and my teeth keep chattering and my head hurts or ill go to get a drink of water but then just Stand there for a few minutes bc i dont trust myself to hold a cup full of water and not spill it bc im having spasms or ill have to wear sunglasses at the dinner table bc my fucking idiot asshole dad got the BRIGHTEST possible lightbulbs for the dining room and i physically cant stand them 

or like im already dreading having to explain all this shit to my professors this semester about how like “oh so i probably wont be able to keep up with daily readings, especialyl not if theyre on physical paper and i cant scale up the text because my eyes just spontaneously stop working and i cant read..... and ill need a computer to take notes, i can Usually hold a pencil but one time i had a spasm in class and flung it across the room and it was super embarrassing and i ltierally skipped that class for weeks because of it so id really rather not deal with that again.... and even though im a fuckign AMAZING public speaker like, state champion debate level public speaking, ill still probably get super fucking nervous and suck at any kind of in class presentation bc ill just be thinking about my spasms the whole time and wont be able to focus....... and ill have to wear sunglasses all the time too so hopefully thats not an issue........ and also ill probably miss a lot of class bc whether or not i can handle walking half a mile Varies Wildly from day to day and also i have a lot of doctors appointments and sometimes im on medicine that completely ruins my sleep schedule so you know... looking forward to a great semester, hope i dont completely fail your class” 

and i have fuckign work tomorrow where ill have to deal with trying to pretend like even the most minor tasks arent painful and difficult and deal with awful btichy entitled customers complaining that im not SMILEY enough for you like the motherfucker who asked me how i was and i said fine and he was like “jUuUUuuuST fINE” like shut the everlasting FUCK UP with that ive met my obligation leave me ALONE my day isnt FINE im in awful pain and i HATE you and everyone like you or ill have to deal with my coworkers giving me weird looks while im having spasms or outright MOCKING me for them like the asshole that called me TWITCH (and a whore, but thats Another Fucking Story) or just not knowing how to deal and making bad taste jokes like when my teeth are chattering bc I Physically Cant Make It Stop like “haha are you chewing an invisible piece of gum lol” like no bitch im a neurological nightmare and my brain doesnt work and im Barely Holding Together would you PLEASE shut the fuck up 

and most of the time i just feel like everyone thinks im a fucking freak like even just sitting in the waiting room to see the neurologist or opthalmologist or whatever and everyone else there is Old and im the only person even remotely close to my age there and even the doctors dont seem to take me that seriously bc of it like “oh shes young, cant be that bad, all these old people out here are gonna die like tomorrow so why worry about this girl, its probably just anxiety from being on her period or having a test to study for lol” like straight up when the movement disorder neurologist was examining me she was like “im not used to seeing anyone this young or healthy’ and i know she meant it relatively speaking but like!!! clearly im NOT healthy or i wouldnt BE here like obviously something is wrong with me and its ruining my life and its serious and id like it fixed thanks!!!!! 

and i feel like No One Gets It like, obviously there are people wayyyy sicker than i am who suffer a lot more or people in similar situations but like. i dont Personally Know someone like that i can just talk to and like, of course i have friends who can Listen but.................................. theres a difference from being able to listen and being able to actually Understand and sometimes you just cant Get It unless youve gone through it like i really dont think ANYONE in my life has any idea how serious this is or how much it affects me and i know i cant expect everyone to just Always Think Of My IssuesTM but little things!!! like maybe NOT having the brighest possible lightbulbs in the dining room!!!! my brother NOT having his birthday party at dave and busters, which i had TONS of spasms at last time i went (and im even worse now!) AND the staff gave me shit about wearing sunglasses so now im nervous about That too or just! idk! people respecting and listening to me when i tell them that i Cant Do Something or that Doing That Thing Hurts and not just brushing me off or telling me im overreacting and then getting all shocked pikachu face when their dumbassery actually physically HURTS me and i get pissed with them for it!!!!

i dont think anyone gets how much it scares me all the time or how its Always on my mind and i literally cant think about anything else like. this could be the rest of my life. this could end my life. i dont know what i have. i might get diagnosed in the next month and have it completely cured, i might get a diagnosis and still be sick forever, i might not find out until its too late and i have LITERALLY NO FUCKING IDEA WHICH ONE!!!! ITS GREAT!!!!!!!! WELCOME TO MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!

#vent #rant #i sincerely doubt anyone will read to the end of this but whomst knows #besides it feels nice to just scream