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rafe x crybaby!reader who cries and has a full on meltdown in front of rafe and his friends because he said no when she asked him to buy her this new expensive bag!🎀
ahhh i’m sorry i honestly hate the way i wrote this so much im so sorry i really hope you like it:< rafe is just a little mean but i mean come on! it’s rafe <3 im sorry i didn’t really make her have like a whole real big meltdown i just honestly couldn’t write it :<
‘DENIED’ the website reads, just as you were about to finish off your purchase for the new pink limited edition bag you had been eyeing. what? you frown, quickly jumping off your bed, slipping into your pink crocs— following the noise downstairs, knowing rafe and his friends were hanging out in the living room.
“rafe?” you call, giving a quick greeting to topper and kelce before sitting besides your boyfriend. “whys it say that?,” you ask, glittery gloss lips in a form of a halfway pout as you show your phone to rafe.
he leans in, taking a quick glance at it before a small chuckle leaves his lips. “you.. you uh.. really don’t remember?”
your brows furrow, head tilting. “what do you mean, ray?” confusion laced in your voice.
he looks away briefly before landing back at you. “well.. thanks to that little stunt you pulled on monday, i decided i won’t be paying for anymore of your little shopping sprees ‘till next week.” he states, lips smacking together.
“w-what?” you nervously giggle, cheeks starting to heat up.
it was safe to say, you weren’t used to rafe telling you no. every single thing you wanted or asked for was given to you in a few days thanks to express shipping.
you had got perfectly accustomed to the title of being rafe’s spoiled girlfriend. constantly skipping over prices and simply swiping his card. “i.. i thought you were only kidding, daddy.” you mumble softly, not wanting the boys to hear.
“i don’t kid about setting you straight, baby.” he says simply, your eyes already starting to burn.. embarrassment clouding your mind.
“but you already punished me!” you whine as quietly as you can, one of the small tears up in your eyes falls as you recollect the memory of when he had you bent over his lap, spanking you until your ass was practically engraved with his handprint.
“please daddy, it’ll already be sold out by next week,” you cry, trying to make him understand.
but he only looks away, shaking his head. “don’t you have enough purses anyway? bought you plenty already.” he continues, making more tears stream down your cheek at his reluctance.
you notice topper and kelce staring now, concerned with whatever it was you were crying about, looking to themselves with confused expressions. rafe however, was used to your dramatics.
“you’re just being mean, rafe! i already paid for my mistake.” you plead, grabbing his hands and squeezing them lightly.
topper clears his throat, clearly feeling uncomfortable with the whole situation. kelce hides a small smirk, but pretends not to hear the ordeal anyway.
rafe couldn’t care less for the audience, always loving when he had any spotlight with the way he handled you. an opportunity to flaunt the power dynamic between you two.
rafe puts on a faux pout, even making a small “awe” sound as he moves one hand to wipe your tears. “oh i’m being mean, really? that.. that supposed to make me cave in, hm? let you run along and think every single punishment isn’t serious?”
he was so cruel you thought, his mocking pulling at your heart in a negative way. “hey, stop crying, okay? you know im not doing this for fun. these are consequences to your actions.” he prompts, every tear that falls on your cheek being wiped by his hands.
“p-please, just this once..” you mewl. “i promise i wont ask for another bag for awhile, promise! i’ll be real good.” you beg.
maybe it was the way your sad eyes looked at him, or the way your manicured hand squeezed his own, or maybe he just wanted you to stop bugging him, thinking about the blow job he’d ask for later— or maybe it was simply cause he had grown soft. but regardless, he still bites his lips and nods. “alright fine— i’ll buy it now so it doesn’t sell out, but when it comes you’re gonna give it me to hold it until next week still.” he tells you, filling in his card information on the site.
“r-really? oh thank you!” you squeal, giving him a tight hug. “mhm, better be.”
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Hype Train!
F! Streamer Reader x M!Yandere Streamer OC
Part 8~
His Info: 📹✨
Part: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
!!!MINORS DNI!!!
CW: !F reader, use of she/her when referring to reader, reader has a vagina, YANDERE, pet names (pretty, pretty girl, my girl, good girl, ) WHOLE PART IS SMUTT, NSFW, p in v, creampie, oral on f, giving safe words, use of toys, shiabari, bondage, ball gag, blindfold, overstim(a lil?), squirting, flogging, not use of safe word-but like teaching when to use one, and some sweet aftercare!, fingering, shorter part
“Jassss—ahhh!!—perrrr!!!!”
He slams his hips into your ass with loud slaps over and over, your whole body lurching forward every time. He holds your body tightly against his by the ropes he tied in knots all over your pretty body.
“P-please! Harder!!! Ah!! Jas-perrrr! Harder!!! HARDER!!!!” You cry out like your life depends on this one moment.
“Y/N! F-fuck!! Y/N,” He pulls you further up by those ropes like you’re a puppet and grabs your collared throat with his other, choking you enough to bring you to that precipice you already love dancing on with him.
The resounding slapping of his pelvis against your skin is already so loud in the night, you’re glad you’re not in your old apartment where everyone would be hearing not only that, but both of your desperate howling.
“AHHH!!!!” You feel his cum finally splash deep into your womb, instantly filling you up. “Jas—per!!! Mmmm!!!”
“Cum on me again, pretty!” He thrusts harder and harder still, lifting your body higher over and over again.
The ropes burn and the pain mixes so deliciously with the intense pleasure leaving you delirious as you cum another time, your spasms milk him dry.
His dick twitches inside you.
You relax completely and catch your breath, while he still holds you up by the rope.
“J-jasper, th-that was—”
“After what you did, Y/N, I’m not even close to being done with you.” He nuzzles your neck and nips your ear.
You shiver, your eyes widening.
You hadn’t known at the time what you were getting yourself into, “I’m gonna devour you, Y/N. You’re never leavin my sight again.” He had said to you while you gazed up at him, wide eyed, from under the desk. His hand caressing your chin. If you had a tail it would have been wagging, you felt so proud. You did so good!
Back to right now, and his teeth and snakebites are grazing your skin, raising goosebumps in their wake.
“You better be ready for more, pretty~”
“Wha—?” Before you can ask, your abruptly flipped onto your back. Your tied arms behind you are making your back arch in this position. “J-Jas—”
“I told you before we left, pretty girl. There's no way I'd be done with you yet.” He starts putting pillows under your ass, lifting up your lower half using the ropes that surround both sides of your glistening pussy.
The pressure around the outside of your lips squeezing them together makes you shake and whine.
“Just relax f’me. Im not gonna check in much t’day.”
“Kay,” you nod. It's so pleasant how comfortable he makes you.
He grabs a ball gag and a blindfold out of his bedside table.
Carefully he puts them on you, “Open up, pretty,” You shudder and do just that.
He’s fussing over you and making sure your hair’s not caught in anything. Then he fixes the rest of your hair from sticking to your skin and having gone under the rope from the last few sessions.
Once your blind, and he’s pulled away, you hear a *click* like a button being pressed.
Nothing happens and you relax, not even having realized that you even tensed up.
He chuckles, “Good girl, now if you want me to actually stop, say some kind of random food, like pineapple, or avocado. Got it? i’ll hear it through that gag, don’t worry, pretty.”
“mmhmmf,” You nod. At first you think it sounds silly, but then you realize how much power he’s giving you in your physically powerless state.
Your belly feels all fluttery, you’re already more than hot and bothered all over again.
You wiggle your hips a little against the restraints.
“Aw, such a good girl f’me”
A long second of nothing happens and the anticipation swells inside of you until, *Thwap!*
A few leather strands lightly slap your thigh, He slowly drags it across your leg. It tickles, “Mmff!” You smile, and bend weird against the ropes.
“You like that, pretty? want me to hit ya harder?”
“Mmmff hmff!” you nod.
He’s smiling and admiring your beautiful body, he cant wait to leave marks all over you.
He waits another long second before smacking you with it again, this time harder, still not enough to actually hurt you, but it stings. You wiggle and moan against the gag. Another smack with it, harder and in the same spot, before he moves and smacks your other thigh.
After a couple more hits, both your thighs are hot, you think hes going to hit you again until you feel the strands lightly glide between your folds. You convulse as you come again. "MMMM!!!! ASERRR" His name around that gag makes his dick twitch and hit his own thigh.
He didn't think he'd be getting hard again so soon after cumming three times already.
It fills with more blood still as he thinks about filling you up with even more cum. "Fffuck, pretty, you're too good f'me, im gettin' hard again jus lookin at ya"
You smile and wiggle more, trying to entice him. He already was, but now he's just plain mesmerized.
You don't even register the click before you feel him pop something not too big inside you.
You feel a new stinging as the flog is guided through the air right down onto your tender cunt. “Mmmm!! mm!!” He hits right over your opening again.
Then he leans down to suck your hardened clit, his tongue expertly flicking you as he does. It's TOO much! you shake your head violently, screaming around the little red ball.
"let it out f'me, pretty~" he turns up the vibration.
You feel a pull on the ropes around your thighs, squeezing your abused lips together as he sucks your clit again. mixed with the vibration inside you, you feel so overwhelmed.
“Mm onna!!!!! aserrrrr!!!” You pant, and yell.
“C’mon, pretty, you can do it,” His words are sloppy as his tongue laps under your hood.
You release a torrent of juices, you didn’t even know was possible. “Such a good girl—”
The feeling of releasing that way is unlike anything you’ve ever felt.
As soon as you do and you’re panting so very heavily, he removes the vibrator and the gag, you cough and shake. You didn’t really notice your legs until just now.
He knows you didn’t say a safe word, but something looks off.
“J-jasper, my legs are cr-cramping”
His eyes widen a little, and his heart hurts, he reaches back into that drawer and pulls a knife out.
In two smooth motions your binds are all cut.
Next his body is wrapped around yours, and he’s massaging your calves, “Y’know you can use safe words for leg cramps too, sweet girl,” He peppers some loving kisses to your face, “You were tied up li’that for a while…”
“I didn’t think about it… o-or notice” You giggle through the pain, focusing on his soft hands. “Thanks s’much Jasper, I’m sor-“
“No need, pretty, think ya can walk to the bathroom w’ me”
Your legs feel better after he rubbed them, they feel a little like solid rocks now though, but you think you can!
“You’re so cute, do you even know you make a face when you’re feelin’ determined?” He pokes your cute cheek.
Your face warms a little, how this man makes you feel all these kinds of things is beyond you.
He slings your arm around him testing if your able to walk, and you seem pretty good, just a slight hobble… Might not even be from the cramping. He can’t help but smile.
“Good job pretty, you’re doin so good,”
The en-suite isn’t too far, and he sets you down on a poofy stool near the tub. You stretch your legs, he was careful with you to not cut off any blood flow, so you’re thankfully not numb anywhere.
You’re usually dehydrated and get cramps like these sometimes anyway. Probably the combination of the bend and the constant curling of your toes.
As soon as the water warms he helps you into the tub, then climbs in behind you.
Warm arms wrap around you, and for a while you both just relax like that. He eventually moves first leaning back against the tub.
You lean back into him and snuggle into his chest. “Pretty~ Ya gonna fall’sleep before you can wash li’this,”
He reaches over for a loofa and dips it in the water.
“here, pretty girl, lemme…”
He starts with just scribing in gentle circles down your arms, then your legs. He gets to your neck, kissing every spot before he cleans it.
The loofa tickles as he runs it up your sides. He uses one hand to fondle you, caressing up your belly, then gently cups your tit. The loofa travels down between your legs, and his fingers up. He tweaks your nipple, and blows a puff at your ear lobe.
He forgoes the loofa and dips a finger into you, you lean back and widen your legs until one is hooked over the tubs edge.
“Good girl, such a good girl f’me” His other hand trails your arm, and finds your hand to hold.
“I love you, Y/N, s’much…” a soft kiss to your neck, “I jus’ wanna spoil you…” another kiss, under your jaw this time, and he caresses your hand with his own. “I wanna protect you…” A longer kiss this time, “mmm, protect you from everything, even your past.”
“Ahhhmmm!” You clasp your hand around the one of his that’s between your legs, pressing it harder to you so he stops as you come again.
“So pretty~” he purrs.
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Camp counselor Nancy is very by-the-book, while you and Robin are a lot more relaxed. Hey, maybe if you break enough rules, counselor Nancy will punish you for being bad
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The water is warm and nice, you think you’re happy to have fucked off and left the kids to nancy. Its nighttime anyway, they’ll all be in bed soon. You just wanted a moment to yourself, without that stuck up priss rolling her eyes at you.
“What’re you doing?” a voice calls, and you groan from where you'd been floating on your back. Nancy wheeler is standing at the edge of the dock, in a a jean skirt and a pink blouse, frowning out at you with her pouty glossed lips. Her stupid little clipboard is still in her hand.
You tread water to her until youre at the edge of the dock, gripping it and peering up at her with a grin, “having fun, wheeler. Heard of it?"
You see a flush rise to her cheeks, her blue eyes narrowing down, “you’re naked.”
Something about embarrassing nancy wheeler thrills you, you use the grip you have on the ledge to pull yourself up a little, so the tops of your breasts break the surface of the water, nipples hardening in the night air. You see her eyebrow twitch. “Excellent observation, nance. Its called skinny dipping.” you suddenly grab her ankle, “you should try it.”
She stiffens, expression bleeding all expression and going cold and impassive, “dont be ridiculous” she snaps, trying to shake your grip off her. “I just came to look for you because you were absent during dinner.”
You feel your heart skip a beat, “awe. Did you miss me that bad?”
She rolls her eyes, “as if. It was your turn to do cleanup. Im assuming this little side quest was purposeful?” she drags her eyes across the lake in a bored manner.
“Ill clean when im done.” you say, “m’not even pruned up yet.”
She finally succeeds in shaking your hand off her ankle, stepping back. Her lips curl, “typical,” she mutters and you frown.
“What?”
She shakes her head, “its just so you to push aside your responsibilities. I dont even know why you’re here, you dont take anything serious. You’re a joke.”
Her words hit their mark. You’d just wanted to have some fun and she’d gone and ruined it. Youd show her a joke. You wrap your hand around her ankle again, small and delicate just like the rest of her, “wanna see something really funny?”
Her eyes flare, “dont. Dont you da-”
Her words are cut off by you pulling her into the water. Her clipboard clatters onto the deck as she fumbles and topples into the lake. You’re already laughing by the time she pops back up, her perfectly styled hair now a wet mess atop her head, though it annoys you that shes still so pretty.
Her glare could melt Antarctica, you think. Or create a second ice age, with how frosty it is.
“You’re such a bitch.”
Your eyes widen, “oh my god. She curses!”
You’re rewarded with a splash of water in your face, she doesnt look amused. Little nancy wheeler is fuming. “What is wrong with you?”
You sober. “Nothing.”
She shakes her head, little flecks of water flying. “No, i mean it. You’ve had it out for me since the moment summer started. I want to know why? What did i do to you?”
You tread water a little bit back from her, looking off to the side, shrugging, “dunno, really. You’re just….”
“Im just.” she grits, “what.”
You fling your arms up, “you're just such a goddamn priss! With that godforsaken clipboard and your rules and commands, s’like you don’t even know what fun is. Wouldnt know it if it sat on your face.”
She looks at you for awhile. Shes unfairly pretty. “Alot of people think that,” she finally says, almost softly. She sighs, “its so fucking annoying.”
You blink. Woah. the second curse of the night.
You blink as she wades closer, closing the distance between you a little, “i like rules.” she says, “they’re there for a reason. To keep the children safe. They arent a joke. And despite what you might think, i know how to have fun. Just because its not with you doesnt give you the right to pass judgment onto me.”
“You? Know how to have fun? Are pigs flying?” you cup a hand over your eyes as you peer up into the starry sky, pretending to look. “Where?”
Nancy is rolling her eyes again, turning back to the deck to haul herself up.
You follow her. The mood had been ruined anyway.
Water drips from her body and her blouse sticks to her body. You can see her nipples poke through the fabric and she frowns, sighing before shes taking the wet shirt off, and then you’re really gawking, as she shimmies out of her jean skirt.
Shes wearing abhorrently girly underwear. Your cunt pulses anyway as she lays the skirt and blouse out on the deck. She glances at you, “where are your clothes?”
You blankly motion in the direction of a pile of your clothes at the bank of the lake. She goes to get them and you gape as she slips into your shirt and steps into your shorts.
“Um.”
She squeezes water out of her hair, “you pulled me into the lake against my will. If you dont want me to report you, you’ll shut up.”
“W-what amd i supposed to wear.”
She points to her still wet clothes, “those. When they dry.”
“Im supposed to stay here until then?!”
She shrugs. “Not my problem”
“Nancy. Come on-”
“No” she takes a step towards you, “im done. Do you understand? This stupid little rivalry you want with me ends here and now. Im not engaging with you. Its stupid and juvenile and beneath me. You’re beneath me. If you try to cross me again, ill make you regret it. You can try to underestimate that, but i promise ill make you. Fucking. Cry. dont test me.”
You dont know why you do it. If you’re being honest, you’ve been turned on since she came up to the dock. Youve had a thing for her for awhile. You wonder what it says about you that this is turning you on so much.
Either way, you’re both surprised when you lean in and kiss her.
You feel her stiffen, feel her hands rise as if to push you away and you close your eyes, prepared to be slapped.
She kisses you back.
Her small hands grip your wet hips and shes backing you up a few steps until your back is pressed against one of the beams on the dock. You gasp against her mouth when shes shoving a leg between your naked thighs, right up against your little pussy.
She pulls back. Her eyes look like they’re on fire. Or on ice.
“So thats why.” she says, almost to herself.
You blink a little dumbly, still stuck on the fact that shes just cornered you and shoved her thigh between your legs. Its still there. “Huh?”
“You’re pulling my pigtails because you have a crush.” she deadpans. She looks decidedly unimpressed. “Thats such a guy thing to do,” her knee dig up, right against your cunt, “is that you? Are you an immature little boy?”
You shake your head dumbly, “no”
“No?” she parrots, grinding the ridge of her knee into you. Your legs are shaking. “No i guess not. That cunt is unmistakable.”
She pulls back a little to look between your bodies, and you gasp when one of her fingers come down to pull back the hood covering your clit, pressing the pad of her thumb on the engorged center of you, “guess you’re more like a misbehaved puppy.”
“Nancy” you whine, hips bucking.”
“Nancy now? Where’s priss? Princess? Stuck up bitch?” with every word she rolls your clit around with her thumb, rocking you back and forth on her denim clad knee. Your denim shes wearing. “Im gonna tell you a secret”
She lets you hump her leg for a bit, the lips of your cunt spread lewdly as you grind down for some kind of friction or relief. Her hand reaches up to wind in your wet hair, yanks your head back so your neck is exposed to her mouth. She nips and sucks at the flesh as you gasp and mewl for her.
She licks the mark she left on your throat, “id know a good time if it sat on my face. Id tongue fuck that good time sooooo nice. Give her my fingers. Let her ride me. Cause this princess has a cock she likes to use. Likes when cute little girls like you spread your little cunt for me to fuck.”
As soon as she was on you, shes off, the pressure on your cunt gone as she backs up.
She smiles primly.
“Too bad you’re on my bad side now. We could’ve had so much fun.” she spins around, waving as she skips away, “see you!’
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hi, can i request the good ol' "treating their wounds" trope with childe? (help im a sucker for it) it'd be nice if you could write a drabble, but a headcanon is also fine ! you seem like a sweet person ngl and i adore your writings <33
It's embarrassing how long this request has been sitting in my inbox, and I'm so sorry that it took me so long to finally write this because it's literally one of my favorite tropes ever. If you're still around, anon, I really hope you enjoy this! <3
Notes: mentions of blood and injuries, reader is a healer and has a cryo vision
Safe in my hands – Childe x gn!reader
It’s already dark outside when a knock on your door interrupts your quiet and peaceful evening. For a moment, you consider to ignore whoever’s outside of your hours right now but when they knock again, more impatiently this time, you sigh and put your book down. Another knock, and you make your way to the hallway, ready to bite the head of your unexpected visitor off as you fling the door open. But the words die on your tongue when you recognize Childe – or rather, the state he’s in. He’s barely able to keep himself upright, clutching his ribs, and his clothes are drenched in blood. Still, he somehow manages to crack a smile. “I know it’s late,” he says and lets out a shaky breath, “but I think I need your help.”
You’re too stunned to speak, so you just drag him inside and shut the door. It’s not the first time he shows up at your doorstep, bleeding and beaten, but it’s most definitely the first time that his injuries are this bad. Archons, you really hope your abilities are good enough to help him.
“I hope this is not your blood,” you say in a miserable attempt to ease the tension that fills your small living room. Childe shakes his head and laughs, a laugh that quickly turns into a cough, and your heart sinks. “You really need to stop being so reckless.”
“Are you worried about me, comrade?”
“No, I’m more worried about the fact that you keep ruining my furniture.” It feels awful to crack jokes in a situation like this but you need to distract yourself from freaking out. Childe is your friend, and it hurts to see him like this. It hurts to know that he’s reckless enough to risk his life just for the thrill of battle. If he continues like this, he’ll get himself killed sooner or later, you’re sure. One day, you might not be able to save him.
But today, you can, so you push these thoughts to the back of your mind and help him take off his jacket. It’s ruined, as well as his maroon colored shirt, but you honestly couldn’t care less about his clothes, especially now that you can clearly see the severity of his injuries to the full extent. His upper body is covered in several cuts and bruises, and his ribcage is bruised as well.
“Not looking too good, hm?” Childe asks, though he probably already knows the answer. With a sigh, you say, “Nothing I can’t deal with. I’ll get a cloth and some water. Some of these cuts look really nasty. Wait here.”
It doesn’t take long to fetch everything you need in your kitchen. When you return to the living room, Childe forces himself to smile once again. “Thank you for helping me.”
“Don’t mention it,” you say as you start to clean a particularly deep cut on his chest. “Now, do you want to tell me what happened out there?”
“Fatui business,” is all he replies, and you nod. He never tells you anything about his work. At first, it has irritated you because you were convinced that he didn’t trust you but now, you know that he keeps his silence to protect you. After all, it’s dangerous to get involved with the Harbingers.
“Okay,” you say and put the cloth aside, “I’m going to heal this cut first, and then I’ll take care of your ribs. Alright?”
He nods. “You’re the healer, comrade. I trust you.”
You take a deep breath and let your hand hover over the cut, focusing on your ability to speed up the cell growth. The injury is bad but you’ve seen worse during the time you have worked as the Milleliths’ healer, and soon enough, the wound stops bleeding, giving you the opportunity to examine it further. It’s already looking a lot better but healing it completely will take a while. “This might hurt,” you warn him, “but afterwards, you’ll feel a lot better.”
He doesn’t flinch, not even once, but the way he presses his lips together is enough to tell you that he’s in pain. “Comrade, are you sure you know what you’re doing?”
“Shut up. I need to focus.”
A few minutes go by, silence settling in until you pull your hand away and let out a sigh of relief. “There,” you say, “as good as new. What about your ribs?”
“I don’t think they’re broken,” Childe replies and sits up, only to let himself fall back against the backrest of your couch, “but they sure hurt.”
“I can help with that.” You suck your lower lip between your teeth, trying very hard not to lose your focus, as you summon Cryo to your fingertips and gently press them against his bruised skin. He hisses in pain but soon enough, you feel his tense muscles relax beneath your touch, and he closes his eyes, a relieved sigh escaping his slightly parted lips.
“Better?” you ask, softly.
“Yeah. Thank you.”
A smile flashes over your face. A smile that quickly fades when you realize that his body is covered in scars, a clear sign that he has been in this spot way too often already. It’s not a deliberate action, nothing you have planned to do, but you raise your hand and carefully trace the faded scar that spreads across his chest. Childe stays perfectly still but you can feel his racing heartbeat underneath your fingers.
“What happened there?” you ask, your voice barely louder than a whisper. Childe turns his head away to avoid your gaze. “The Abyss isn’t exactly a friendly place – especially not when you’re a foolish and overconfident kid.”
Your heart is resting flat on his chest now, right above his heart, your touch still so gently that he feels like he’s going to melt right on the spot. He can’t remember the last time someone has cared about him in the way you do. He knows he should probably pull away but something in him craves this, craves the feeling of security and peace only you can give him. And so, he doesn’t pull away.
Moving your other hand to the back of his neck, you guide him forward until your forehead is pressed against his and the tips of your noses brush together every time one of you moves. This close to him, it’s almost impossible to ignore the rose-colored blush that’s dusting his freckled cheeks, and judging from the way his ocean blue eyes widen just the tiniest bit, he’s well aware of that, too.
“I’m sorry this happened to you,” you say quietly. “I can’t imagine how hard it must have been to deal with all of that.”
Childe lets out a shaky breath. It’s rare that he’s at a loss for words but in that moment, it’s like has lost the ability to form a proper sentence. He doesn’t know if it’s because you’re still so close to him or because he’s so taken aback by the fact that you genuinely care about him, despite everything he has done in the past. Most people don’t like being around him, even his parents and older siblings have distanced themselves from him after he joined the Fatui, and sometimes he just feels terribly lonely.
“I’m fine now,” he whispers – and he means it. Here with you, he feels at ease, like nothing else matters, and this time, his smile is genuine. “All thanks to you.”
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hello!! i love your recent captain!vanessa x rookie!reader fic omg im on my knees for captain!vanessa omg <3 i was wondering if toxic!sorority!vanessa would ever receive pleasure from reader instead of giving it? if yes, could you do a fic about it? 👀 anyways hope you take care of yourself and keep urself safe!! <33
A/N: I have more Captain!vanessa on the way!!! It’s just in the oven rn. Also sorry if this one is a bit short, I’m getting back into the swing of writing fics. Hope it’s good for yall tho!!
Toxic!Sorority!Vanessa X Reader. Selfish.
TW: Toxic relationship, Guilt Tripping.
You lay on the bed with Vanessa, she sit besides you, braiding your hair, ranting about her day.
“ AND THEN Lily, fucking little slut. Practically BEGGED me for some coke on fucking campus!! Like in front of people! I know every one knows but Jesus! I can’t get arrested right now! “
You chuckled, scrolling through your phone as you listened. Sometimes all she needed was to let off a little steam. And you sat pretty and let her.
“ I’m still so fucking pissed. It’s been a day yn. “
“ I’m sure it has. “
“…that’s it? “
You glanced up, tilting your head slightly. She glared down at you, shaking her head.
“ your not going to make me feel better? “
“ oh uh- I’m sorry nessy…can I help anyways…?? “
“ your awful at comforting people ya know. “
“ you just usually…don’t care. “
She groaned, laying back in bad. You rolled over and shimmied up to her, wrapping arm across her.
“ well now I want comfort. Why are you acting like this is such a big deal yn! “
“ I-it’s not a big deal a-at all!! W-what do you want me to do Vanessa…? “
She hummed, thinking to herself. You knew she knew exactly what she wanted, but she wouldn’t tell you easily. She was tricky like that, you had to figure out how to crack her.
“ want me too…talk about my day? “
“ and take MY spotlight?? Selfish whore..”
“ n-no your right! Uhm…I can cook you something…? “
Vanessa let out another ‘ Hmph ‘ and rolled over face down in her pillows. You sighed, playing with her hair. You knew what she wanted, but you also knew she was going to be mean about it. But you’d rather her be mean than upset at you.
“ do you wanna…fuck me..? “
“…hm…no…I want you to fuck me~ “
“ what??? “
You sat up in shock, your eyes wide in confusion. She snickered and sat up besides you pulling you into her.
“ well..i just realized that you’ve never done it! And it feels like you’re being selfish…like you don’t love me…”
“ b-but I do love you Nessa! “
“ then prove it…and fuck me just as good as I do you~ “
You fiddled with your thumbs, you’d never even dreamed of fucking her before! She was always on top of you, and you ever dare say a word she’d drop you.
“ cmon, I’ll take these off, you know where the strap is, and you know what to for for foreplay~ “
You gulped, getting up and heading towards her vanity, stripping off your clothes and pulling out the pink strap. You examined the features, before slipping it on, tightening it around your hips and waist. Turning back, your heart nearly stopped when you saw her. Vanessa was just taking off her bra, laying nude on her bed; her skin almost glowed, her soft muscles rippling ontop of the woolen blankets.
“ cmon…get me ready yn~ “
You nodded, getting back on the bed and keeping your head between her legs, looking up at her before letting your tongue swim through her gentle folds. You immediately felt her legs crush between your head, keeping you in place.
“ that’s it…keep going yn..make me all nice and wet~ “
You nodded, or did the best nod you could trapped between two legs. You started a steady pace of laps through and around her folds, holding her waist to keep her somewhat under control.
“ cmon, i can fuck myself better with a table edge than you are, I thought you said you loved me! “
“ I domph! “
“ then prove it! Get up, roll me over, and fuck me. “
Vanessa growled, pulling your head up with your hair and throwing you to your knees. You quickly grabbed her waist and rolled her over. Her grasped her hips, aligning yourself with her hole, and slowly pushing yourself in.
“ fuck..I am small..I can’t believe I get you sobbing with this thing…”
You didn’t respond, only thrusting in, and slowly pulling out. You went red in the face, as your started your thrust pattern, in and out, just like Vanessa would.
“ come on. Harder! Is this anyways to fuck someone?? “
“ I-I’m trying Nessa! “
“ not hard enough. You said you loved me, show me you love me then!
This time you thrusted in harder, getting a groan out of her. You had lost the pattern, now just trying to get in as deep as possible. Sweat began to bead down your forehead as you continued, throwing her legs over your shoulders to hold you up.
“ I used to ride toys better than this, I could pay any girl in this fucking house to fuck me better. You want me to? Leave you here and sleep with a better girl? “
“ n-no vanessa!!! I l-love you!! “
“ say it like you mean it. “
“ I-i love you Vanessa!! “
“ again. “
You were panting now, struggling to keep going. The strap was hitting your puffy clit, making you whine as you got ever so closer to your orgasim.
“ I love you Vanessa!! “
You slammed in deeper a few times, before finally finishing with one last thrust, colpasing onto her as you heard her whine.
“ I-I’m sorry…I-I’m so sorry I tried not t-to cum before you, I-i “
“ I came…don’t..tell anyone I did this…I-i don’t..ever cum this easy..”
Vanessa muttered, as you smiled softly, burrying your head in her neck.
“ get up. I’m going in the shower, are you coming? “
“ o-oh, yeah! “
“ good. I’ll take care of you in there~ “
You flushed, quickly sitting off Vanessa and slowly pulling out, tossing the strap to the side. Vanessa got up, stumbling her first few steps, before grabbing her robe that hung from her chair.
“ I’ll get it going…hurry up before I decide to start…”
“ alright…I love you Vanessa! I-I hope you had a good time…”
“….dont get ahead of yourself…”
You sighed as she left, grabbing your robe from her closet and getting ready to follow her out. She was just embarrassed, you told yourself, who wouldn’t be! But, despite everything, you followed her out of the room and into the shower, giving yourself to her again. Just like you always did to make her happy.
#vanessa shelly#five nights at freddy's#vanessa shelly x reader#sorority!vanessa#toxic!vanessa#vanessa shelly smut#tw toxic relationship#tw guilt tripping
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JONGOO KIM NSFW HEADCANNONS 💗
@goosimp will you let me out of the basement now…? :((
He’s so hot though, like why isn’t he appearing 😭😭 GIVE ME BACK MY BABY GIRL
He’d cry and whimper as your riding his dick, while you bounce up and down pushing him against the mattress he begs for more, his glasses falling of the bridge of his nose pushing it back up. His hands on your hips trying to match your bouncing by thrusting up , his head falling back and his blonde locks sticking to his face while his face is a flush red. his eyes squeeze shut when you tighten on him and his lips quiver before they form into a pout while he lets out a low whimper.
“More , more , more. I want more I need - ah’ more..oh fuck fuck..!”
“Give it to me baby, give it to me hard.”
“Feels so good, please please don’t stop..!”
I headcannon he eats pussy Like it’s his last meal, this man is pussy starved. He’d just be between your legs in the middle of the night while your sound asleep.
And his boner won’t go away it’s painful he tries so fall asleep but his desires drive him crazy as he gives up. Pulling down his grey sweatpants freeing his cock. Yes he sleeps without underwear. Calls it “ easy acces”.
He gives you sloppy kisses before shoving his hardened cock between your thighs slowly rubbing against them to ease his boner.
You can feel his dick graze against your clit from time to time making you push back against him moaning even in your sleep. And he can’t hold back.
He goes down on you lazily licking stripes against your clit and prodding his fingers against your hole. Kissing your thighs while fingering you. He’s skilled alright he has those long fingers that hit deep. You’ll start seeing stars even while your asleep.
After a while he pulls his fingers out while your shaking beneath him, kissing your forehead then plunging his self into your tight hole. Hissing when your gripping his cock way to hard. Slowly you start sucking him in curling your toes when you adjust.
He starts moving softly and leaves you spilling angelic moans and he snaps when he hears you say his name.
“Aw my baby dreaming about me? Wake up I’m right here, come on I’ll make you feel good ‘promise.”
When you finally wake up he just gives you a little smile and you know he’s gonna make you wobble.
But when your sweet voice asks what he’s doing he just chuckles. His small fangs are visible and when you notice them you can’t help but throb and he felt it. He’ll keep teasing you about it but for now he’s gonna focus on you. Just you.
And he does that, he does that so good. Your crying and whining about him being to big and losing your mind. Your arm on top of your eyes shielding your tears from him and pathetic face.
Yet when he thrusts so deep into you , hands flying to his arms and digging he notices your eyes going back while you bite your lower lip. A few more aggresive thrusts and you cum on him. Soaking the bed beneath you. he pulls out covering you in his own juices right on your thighs. He gives you a bear Hug and your body disappears in his arms.
You wonder why he went silent when you realize your energetic loud boyfriend fell asleep and you see his blonde locks sticking to his face and his drool dripping down his mouth.
Can’t help but smiling at him you kiss his nose. And tug the blanket over you both. (After you cleaned yourself and him up) both sleeping safe and sound.
But whatever I might be crazy 🤞🏽
And this is an apology for my lovely partner @goosimp 😞💗 I’m sorry babe for taking so long 😭😭 AND IM SORRY 4 CHANGING PFP 😞😞
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thinking about pretty pretty trans girls… especially if they’re taller than me and i can look up at them
a pretty girl backing me up against the wall, so close I have to look all the way up to see her eyes-
she runs her hands down my face and neck and chest and holds me by the waist and pulls me closer to her-
i can feel how warm she is this close- my eyes are wide and i’m panting from the sheer excitement of it all-
“what a good boy for me- so excited already just being so close to me”
she pulls me ever closer with the hand around my waist then reaches up behind me to grab a fistful of my hair and pull- no, guide my head to tilt even farther back so she has access to my neck-
she starts kissing and licking and biting and sucking and i know i’ll have hickies in the morning but i can’t help but moan at the sensation-
I can hear her kissing right beneath my ear, licking and making such nice wet sounds and releasing with a wet pop-
i’m fucking whining for her at this point like a slut and she moans back and I feel her hot breath on my ear and my knees nearly buckle and-
“aw, poor boy, do you need to sit down? are you so tired? do you wanna kneel for me?”
she’s met with silence- i’m so overwhelmed with the sensations that i can barely breathe, much less speak. she holds my jaw-
“show me.”
I nod frantically-
“good boy.”
she presses me down to my knees and i nuzzle into her gorgeous cock through her jeans, smelling her- a mix of her scent and fabric softener. Intoxicating-
She looks down at me, my mouth and eyes wide open. -
“take it out.”
my hands are shaking. the sound of the zipper on her jeans opening is overwhelming in the best way possible.-
Fuck. there she is. i don’t know what to do. i want to touch her- fuck, i want to taste her. she holds my head again, not pushing, but coaxing.-
“when you’re ready.”
am i fucking ready. i start slow- anxious. but i swear to god her moans are going to drive me insane. i’ll do anything to hear more of them. im desperate and sloppy and im drooling and i feel absolutely drunk on girlcock. -
“just like that- please”
she whines as i take as much of her as i can- not nearly enough for me, god i want all of her, but enough for her-
“fuck- don’t stop- im going to-“
fuck. she’s warm and wet and thick and i don’t know what to do with it and-
“come here.”
before i know it she’s pulling me up for a kiss and- oh my god. oh my god she kisses and sucks at my lips and my tongue and i hear her swallow thickly. swallowing her-
“good boy.”
i feel faint. i want her to hold me but i can’t fucking speak so i just whine and nuzzle my face into her neck and inhale. she runs her fingers through my hair and holds me- safe and warm and exhausted and exhilarated.
“thank you, my sweet boy.”
#i feel like this sucks but#whew#need me a trans girl rn#nsft#trans nsft#ftm nsft#autistic nsft#nb nsft#queer nsft#t4t nsft#vembertext
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Promise to never leave me
Taiga kagami x Chubby Fem!Reader
Its fluff but he call you "fat ass" but read it to get it ig. Im a lazy writer I write for my own enjoyment.
"Lets get out of here, Im so hungry" Taiga groans about how hard training was and how hard his coach was on all of them but especially on him. "Well...Wanna go to a sushi restraunt? Its my shout for you hard work!" He sees a small convinence store and points to it "Lets go there instead so we can sit at a park and feel the cool breeze. Im too hot to be sitting inside a restraunt."
"Hmmm...Okay" You grab his hand and walks towards the convinence store and he dosen't move at all. "Coach said...I should be carrying around weight to strengthen myself...So.." "Well what are you trying to say?" "Can I carry you on my back?" You tilt your head a little to the right "But you said you wanted to rest?" "Yeah well now I want to carry you now. Is that a problem?" You shake your head. "Well I'd rather not be on your back. I think when your coach said 'carry some weights around' I don't she meant something as heavy as me" "What?" You can hear the bit of annoyance in his voice and a sprinkle of anger. You laugh a bit "Whats the matter?" "You think Im too weak to carry you?" He walks near a table and stands close to it. "Well...Get on, hurry up!" You step on the table and hesitantly wrap your arms around his shoulders. "I...don't think this is safe Taiga." He grabs your hamstrings gently pulling you off the table.
"Taiga! You'll drop me!" He laughs and jogs around while gently holding you. "Come on. Lets get a snack" He walks into the store as you hide your face in his shoulder feeling embarrassed being on his back. When you feel the cool breeze on your back again, you sigh in relief. He walk to a small playground with a basketball court next to it. He lets you back down. I got some candy and several rolls of sushi. He hands you the bag of candy. "Here you open that, while I open this okay?" You open that package very easily and you start eating the sweets while you watch your boyfriend struggle opening the sushi roll. "Well...you're struggling with that sushi roll. I'll open up this one." You grab the other one in the bag and open it with ease. Tiaga looks at you with awe at how you made it look so easy. "How did you do that!?" You laugh at his reaction "Maybe its just your humongous hands with the tiny packaging."
After around an hour you two finish with the food you guys brought (It wasn't just candy and sushi, theres more food. Not a lot of food, you're just a really slow eater) "Lets play a game of basketball." He jogs to the court and dribbles the ball and throws the ball at you as you catch it. "Go easy on me. You might just wreck me, my love" You laugh at the small nickname he gave you "Says the one who won at the final" He smirks at your praise "Yeah but your amazing and your teams freaking sucks" You laugh loudly and throw the ball at him "You talk bad about my girls and I will try my best to crush you"
You two play a game and unsurprisingly you won. You have to admit though, you are a sore-loser. "When I say go easy on me, I didn't mean treat me like a freaking baby." He laughs "Yeah but if I treat you any older, I'll freaking destroy your fat ass" You laugh "Says you, you freaking muscle head" He picks you up and makes your legs wrap around his waist "God...Never leave me" He puts his head between your tits waiting for your response "Never, wither we're old or young. poor or rich. I'll never ever leave you." You run your hands through his hair and wipe his forehead then kiss him. "I didn't want to kiss your sweaty forehead." He smiles "I thought you love every part of me?" He whines sarcastically. "I do...but put a ring on my finger and then I'll show you I love every part of you...even your gross sweat" You gag dramatically. He then grabs your ass and smacks it. "You're just so freaking cheeky, aren't you baby?"
#kagami taiga#basketball#kuroko no basket#snacks#x reader#kagami x reader#taiga kagami x reader'#chubby reader#x fem!reader#x female reader#x female y/n
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~France Pays A Visit to the Statehouse and Loui Ain't Happy~
TW: referenced child abuse and war
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Louisiana and Florida were sitting together on Florida's bed one morning when both of their phones buzzed, meaning they had both received messages. They both took out their phones and sighed/rolled their eyes when they saw it was Gov that had messaged them. The message read:
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Gov: Meeting at 4pm today. Everybody is required to be present (that probably isn't gonna happen but oh well). Also France is going to be there so please be on your best behavior (Florida and Louisiana, please you two 🙏).
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Florida had to make sure he read that correctly before smirking chaotically at his partner in crime. Only, Loui wasn't looking at him, nor did he have that chaotic glint in his eyes and grin on his face that Florida loved oh so much. Instead, his deep purple/green eyes just continued to flick across the screen, seemingly rereading the message over and over and over. And he had not a chaotic look in his eyes, but a mixture of fear, anger, and sadness. 'But why would Loui be scare- Oh. Oh sh*t....' It took Florida a second to realize what was wrong. And he was no longer happy about France coming. He looked at Loui again and noticed his breathing pattern has changed unexpectedly and he was on the verge of a panic attack.
"Loui Loui- H-hey can you hear me bud?" Florida asked gently, not wanting to scare the smaller. He nearly sighed in relief when he heard Loui let out a small shaky:
"Y-y-yea...."
"Can I hug you?" asked the Sunshine State.
"Y-y-yes p-please...." muttered the lankier state before allowing himself to be pulled into the taller's lap and hugged close.
Florida could feel how much the smaller state was shaking. Not much really scared Loui (that's kinda a lie-), but France most definitely did. He had heard of all the terrible things France had done to Loui, and he was PISSED about it. Loui was such a kind and caring soul, and such a sweetheart. He deserved none of that. And despite all the things France has done to him, he knew that Loui still somehow loved him. It was one of the things that he both loved and hated about Loui. He felt a few tears drop onto his shoulder, with brought him out of his thoughts.
He started rubbing gentle circles into the smaller's back, smiling fondly when he heard him sigh contently and practically melt. Loui's back had always been one of those spots that calmed him down instantly when rubbed or scratched (that sounds weird as hell but oh well), so Florida 100% used that to his advantage when comforting him.
"Hey Loui...?" He asked. Florida waited till he heard Loui's noise of aknoledgement. "You alright mi amor?"
The only response he got was a small whine and Loui burying his face in his neck.
"Dont worry, im not gonna let him touch you." Florida said.
"Really sha?" Loui mumbled.
"Really."
"Thanks...."
"Never fear, Cher~ Your knight in shining armour will keep you safe!!~" Florida exclaimed in a half-assed French accent which got a small sweet giggle out of Loui. 'God I love this man...' Florida thought before pinning Loui down and peppering his face, neck, ears, and torso in kisses, Loui laughing even more in response. Laughter. That's good.....
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(At the meeting)
Most of the states had showed up to the meeting besides a few Western states, and France was sat next to Gov.
Loui was practically shaking right now. He had hoped that France would've called off, but alas we don't all get what we want. He could feel a few worried expressions being shot his way from the states he was close to. Yes that included Mass, York, and Texas. Even them. He was quickly snapped out of his mind when he felt someone gently but reassuringly squeeze his knee. He looked at hand on his knee and recognized it as Texas's hand. He looked up at Texas, who returned the look with a small comforting smile. Loui smiled back slightly before turning away. For a split second, he made eye contact with his father, and his shaking started again a little bit when the country flashed a, not friendly, but evil smile.
At the end of the meeting, Gov was quite satisfied with how smoothly the meeting had gone for once and told everyone they could go. He was a bit weirded out when Louisiana BOOKED it out of there, but said nothing. He stopped Utah before he could walk out.
"Oh um- Utah? Would you please lead Mr. France here out of the Statehouse so that he doesn't get lost? I would do it, but I have a few phonecalls I have to make." said the Fed.
"Of course!! Come right this way sir!!" Utah said, leading France out of the meeting room.
As they were walking the seemingly endless hallways, France spoke up a bit.
"U-tah, is it?" He asked.
"Yes sir." Utah responded with a friendly smile.
"Great. Do you know where La Louisiane's room is? I thought I should drop by and say hello to him." Asked the country.
It took Utah a minute to figure out what the taller meant. "Oh, you mean Louisiana?"
"Oui, whatever he calls himself these days."
"Of course, we'll be passing his room in a little bit, so sure we can drop by!!" Utah said, not suspecting anything.
France chuckled slightly. "Merci, monsieur Utah."
"No problem sir!!"
About 5 minutes later, they arrived to Louisiana's room and Utah knocked on the door.
"Louisiana? It's me Utah."
A few seconds later, Loui opened the door with his usual friendly smile. "Oh Utah!! What a surprise, hehe. Do ya need somethi-" he started to say before looking up and noticing France. Suddenly one of his eyes turned orange (cautious) and started glowing slightly. He pulled Utah behind him as if to protect the taller and glared France.
"What the f(speaks NOLA) do you want??" he asked his father, with nothing but pure malice and anger behind his voice. This honestly confused Utah a bit, seeing as Loui was usually friendly towards everyone.
"Louisiane! That is no way to speak to your father!!!" France said, putting a hand over his heart dramatically.
'Im sorry, FATHER?!' Utah thought to himself, his eyes widening slightly.
"Father? Really? He. Hehe. Thats real cute, France. You are no father to me! How the hell do you expect me to call you 'fAtHeR' after all you've done to me and my people?!?!" Louisiana shouted, once again stunning the taller state behind him.
"You watch your language!! That is NOT how I raised you, young man!!" France said angrily, half expecting Louisiana to cower in a corner and ask for mercy. But nope.
Utah looked behind France and noticed Texas walking out of his room (that was right across from Loui's) to see what all the commotion was about. He used his eyes to gesture between Louisiana and France, and Texas seemed to understand what was going on but just leaned on his doorframe.
"I'm sorry....RAISED ME?! ALL THOSE YEARS, OF YOU BEATING ME, R*PING ME, AND MENTALLY ABUSING ME WAS CONSIDERED RAISING ME?!" The younger raised his voice, equally stunning the other three.
"Yes, it was. It was all you were good for anyways, you useless piece of sh*t." France said with a cruel smile and chuckle. And oh boy Loui mad now (both eyes are glowing red).
"What the F*CK?!" He shouted. "Connard- that's what you call 'raising' me?! I had raise myself damnit!! I think I did alright, no thanks to you!! You are no father to me, and you never truly were. A true father would've been there for me and not treat me like tha-" Louisiana shouted before getting cut off when France grabbed him and threw him at the wall. He ended up hitting his head/the back of his neck and basically passing tf out.
And now it was time for Texas to butt in. He got off of the wall and kicked France HARD in the stomach, making him double over with a groan. He then grabbed the taller by the back of the shirt and pulled him back and punched him in the throat. "Don't you dare lay another finger on him, your life is currently in MY hands right now, I'm just gonna tell you that." Texas said with a wild grin on his face as whipped out his gun and put it to the country's head.
Utah was kneeled down next to Loui and was trying to check on him with whatever little medical knowledge he had.
"Woah did we miss something?~" they heard Florida say from behind them. They turned around and saw him standing there with Mississippi.
"Uh yea ya did- Ya both just missed a big ol' father/son argument and France throwing Lou into a wall."
"I'm sorry, he did WHAT?!" Florida and Sippi both shouted in unison, both gaining a dangerous look in their eyes.
"Yup. He ain't gonna do anythin' now that i have a gun to his head unless this connard wants lead in his brain. Cuz the first time I shot someone may have been an accident but this time sure as hell won't be~" Texas continued, keeping that wild look in his eyes and smile.
"He better not~" Florida said, walking over to Sippi and Utah who were checking on their fellow unconscious state as Texas dragged France towards the Main floor so he could leave, still keeping the gun on his head.
Loui started to stir a bit and slowly opened his eyes to see Florida, Sippi, and Utah surrounding him, all with concerned looks on their faces.
"Ya alright Lou?" Sippi asked, running a hand through the lankier state's hair, grinning when Loui melted a bit.
"Yea I think so.... What the hell happened??" Asked the Pelican State.
Florida smiled in relief and picked Loui up before taking him and the other two to the Pelican State's room. "Doesn't matter, Amor. All that matters is that you're alright, and that perra de un hombre is gone." He said, doing his best to ignore the already forming bruise on the back of Loui's neck. He pecked Loui on the lips before saying: "Also, please don't scare me like that again, I thought you were dead for second there."
"Sorry sha, it takes a lot more than a hit to the head to kill me~" Loui said, smirking proudly.
"Are you sure about that, pretty boy?~" Florida said, laughing when Loui blushed brightly.
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( @simpyfrog )
#welcome to the table#welcome to the statehouse#ben brainard#wttt#wttt louisiana#wttt florida#wttt texas#wttt gov#wttt mississippi#wttt utah#wttt france#france is an a$$hole#floui is life
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great glad i could be part of the problem for once. let’s wrap it up gang. in all reality i refuse to do a full rant and waste my time on such a stupid fucking issue but like i am tired. is anyone else tired. i and the people you’re pretty directly talking to (online lesbians, unless i’m really misunderstanding the target audience here, but regardless now i am just gonna rant abt the current online culture lmfao) never said u should be ashamed. i’m sure there are assholes u run into that try to gatekeep pride (maybe? lmfao but seems less and less likely given the majority of the community is bi) but can we talk abt how online bisexuals have created this idea that gay people (and again it’s usually lesbians that bear the brunt of these accusations) are like oppressing them when they engage with their hetero attraction (don’t start with me. i am not saying what some people are dying to say i am and it’s a stupid pedantic argument) when that simply isn’t the case. yeah your dyke friends might be honest with you if your boyfriend is acting like an asshole but that doesn’t mean we think your attraction to men is like aw no invalid yucky gross. and if a young lesbian is saying that stuff like i’m sorry but it’s probably on account of she’s like 15 and trying to work past years of comphet and that’s not about you. and more often than not. as in roughly 100% of the time. it’s bi girls that have gone Ohhhh ew ugh sorry i wish i was just attracted to women women r so hot omg i want them to step on me etc. and i’m just like. Girl ok… now keep swiping on ur entirely guy filled tinder like whatever… and i swear it’s just the presence of a lesbian that brings that on like i can swear i try to be a good sport when y’all r going on about dating men im not incapable of like doing that. now on here yeah im a hater bitch bc it’s my little safe space and i don’t feel like talking about men most of the time. but genuinely. GENUINELY. i am shaking you by the fucking shoulders rn. do you think this is the most important issue re gender that we’re facing rn? i don’t think we’ll ever move forward with progressing trans rights and just like feminism 101 womens rights if you people insist we constantly talk about your feelings about your attraction. go to therapy and get a fucking grip
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Dale Jr Talladega Infield Spring 2006 Imagine
This is a part from a fic called "Dale Yeah" that I been working on for awhile haha. Im awful at this but heres an imagine.
Cast:
Me = Amanda
Julie = Close friend met online then met in person that I now live with. Her husband is Kevin Harvick.
(At a Talladega infield party in the spring of 2006)
("It's Your Love" By Tim McGraw and Faith Hill begins playing)
You probably got whoever in charge of the music to play it.
Dale: I didn't. I swear. (Holds his hand out) Slow dance with me?
(I look at his hand then take it and I look at him as he pulls me close and dances with him)
"And if you wonder about the spell I'm under. Oh it's your love. It's your love. It's your love"
Dale: (Stares in my eyes then puts his hand on my face and leans in and kisses me)
(I look at him after we end the kiss)
Dale: So will you go out with me?
Well that was one hell of a way to ask.
Dale: (Laughs) I was gonna ask anyway.
Jeff (Gordon): (Walks up with Martin and puts his hand on Dale's back) I'm sorry to interrupt but the media needs you,Carl and Kevin for a bit.
(I look at Jeff then look back at Dale)
Dale: Will you have an answer for me when I get back?
I think I will (Smiles)
(He smiles and rubs my cheek then winks before he walks off with them)
Clint Bowyer: (Walks up behind and puts his arm around me and looks at me) Well,well looks like Dale done got himself a new girl. (Runs his hand down my back and almost touches my butt) You don't look like his type.
(I elbow him so he lets go and I run and hide outside of a motorhome and sit and cry into my knees then I get my phone and text Kevin Harvick)
"Clint touched me and almost put his hand on my butt. Please help."
Kevin: (Looks at his phone and gets pissed)
Dale: What is it?
Kevin: (Gives his phone to him and takes off running)
Dale: (Looks at the phone then takes off behind him)
Kevin: (Runs up to Clint and tackles him to the ground and starts beating him up and knocks him out)
Dale: (Runs up to me) Hey its me! Kevin knocked him out.
(Looks up with a tear soaked face) He did?
Dale: He did. Are you ok? You need checked out?
No. I'm ok just upset. (Shakes as I look at him)
Dale: (Puts his hand on my shoulder)
(Jerks away and looks at him as tears fall)
Dale: I'm not gonna hurt you. I promise. I wanna take you to my motorhome so you can relax and feel safe. (Holds out his hand)
(I take his hand and we go to his motorhome and I go wash my face in the bathroom then come out)
Dale: You need anything? Want me to get you something?
(I shake my head no)
Dale: Can I sit by you? Please?
(I nod yes)
Dale: (Sits down and holds his hand out)
(I look at it then look at him) Hold me?
Dale: (Opens his arms)
(Hugs him and he wraps his arms around me and I start to feel better and safe)
Dale: You doing alright?
(Looks at him) I'm even better now. Your hug helped me.
Dale: (Smiles) I'm glad it did.
I'm gonna go take a shower.
Dale: I'll be right here.
(I go take a long shower and get dressed in my pjs and come back out)
Dale: (Looks at me) You feel a bit better now?
I do.
Dale: You want something to eat? I can get or make you something.
I'm not hungry but thank you (Smiles then looks out the window) Omg its raining. I knew here had rain chances all weekend so I hope they get the race in tomorrow.
Dale: (Gets up and looks out the window with me) If it gets postponed then fine. That means I can get to have more time with you.
(Looks at him) What would we do? What would you have in mind?
Dale: Hang out here?
And do what?
Dale: Talk? Watch something on TV? Keep visitors out unless its important.
(Looks up and listens) Was that thunder?
Dale: (Not wanting to worry me) Maybe it was a truck starting up.
Cuddle me?
Dale: I was just about to ask.
(Watches him close the shades)
Dale: Lets go over here. (He walks me to the couch where theres no windows and sits then opens his arms)
(I put my glasses on a table then I sit and he puts his arms around me and I lay my head on him)
(It thunders pretty loud and I jump and bury my face in his shoulder and hold my ears)
Dale: (Holds me tighter) Hey. Hey it's alright. We're ok.
(I start to shake)
Dale: (Rubs my back) We're alright darlin' I promise. We're safe. Can I see that pretty face of yours? I miss it.
(I raise my head slowly and look at him)
Dale: (Smiles) There she is. Prettiest face I ever seen.
(Smiles) Really?
Dale: Yes. Really. (Puts his right hand on the side of my face and rubs my cheek with his thumb and rubs my side with his left hand)
(Looks in his eyes and tears up and one tear goes down my cheek but he rubs it with his thumb)
Dale: What's wrong pretty girl?
I already miss you.
Dale: But I'm right here. I got you. I'm not leaving you alone.
But I live with your niece Julie and Kevin. He's gotten very protective over me cause he thinks of me as a little sister too like Julie does. I'll have to go home after the race.
Dale: You could always stay over with me. Anytime you want. We've known each other a year now. We hang out a lot.
I would actually love that. (Looks in his eyes and rubs his face) And the answer is yes. Yes I will go out with you Ralph Dale Earnhardt Jr.
Dale: (Smiles big) Really? You will?
I will. (Gets lost in his stare)
Dale: (Kisses me softly)
(I kiss him back and wrap my arms around his neck as it thunders lightly)
(I look at him) So if I stay here I can sleep here on the couch or a bunk?
Dale: You be alone when you need me to hold ya when it thunders? I don't think so!
Who are you my thunder buddy now?
Dale: I reckon I am. I was earlier.
(I hug Dale tight) You are so sweet. I get no bad vibes at all from you thats why I trust you. You're like a teddy bear. I used to cuddle this stuffed animal rabbit when I was a kid. But you can be my teddy bear.
Dale: (Eyes widen) I can be your what?
(Looks at him) A teddy bear. You're my teddy bear.
Dale: That's what I thought you said. There's a video of me and my dad and I said I was like a polar bear and he kept saying I was a teddy bear.
He was right. Teddy bears are cuddly. You don't hear of anybody cuddling a polar bear do you?
Dale: (Smiles) Well no I don't. But polar bears are big and tough.
(Looks in his eyes) You are tough but your dad was right about you. (Kisses his cheek and lays my head on him as I cuddle him)
Dale: (Starts to stare off) I'm sorry.
For what?
Dale: For not protecting you tonight. I should have been there then maybe he wouldn't have touched you.
Dale you couldn't help that you had media to do.
Dale: Fuck media. I should've had my crew chief talk in my honor. I'm so pissed off.
But I'm ok. I promise. It's not your fault. (Holds his hand but it's shaking in anger) It's ok. Really.
Dale: (Just stares off straight ahead)
Goodnight sweet Dale. Try to rest ok? (Rubs his hand as I hold it)
Dale: (Waits a bit til I fall asleep and he slowly moves me so he can get up. He puts the blanket up on me and kisses my forehead then he leaves and goes to Clint's motorhome and knocks)
Clint: (Opens the door) What are you doing here Earnhardt?
Dale: (Shoves him against the wall and presses his arm against his neck and looks at him straight in the eyes) Listen here you disgusting piece of shit. I'll never forgive or forget what you done. And I swear to you if you lay a finger on her again I will make damn sure you will get not only fired and banned permanently but arrested and put in prison. And don't you think for a second that I can't wreck your ass and make it look like an accident. (Punches him so hard he hurts his knuckles then he leaves and comes back to the motorhome and cleans his knuckles up and puts a bandage on em)
Dale: (Sits and moves me over slowly so my head is on his shoulder and holds my hand)
(Opens my eyes and and looks at his hand then looks at him) You went and hit Clint didn't you?
Dale: (Nods yes)
(Picks his hand up and kisses where the bandage is) Maybe it'll be healed up by race time.
Dale: I'll be good to go by then.
I hope so. I gotta watch you drive on that in car cam. (Kisses the side of his mouth then lays my head on him)
(He closes his eyes as he holds me to him)
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it's been a long time coming but
GOD here's the full review i promised I HOPE YOUR STUDYING IS GOING WELL!!!! you are going to crush your exams
about ten asks ago i asked why glimmer (and the others) were encouraged to go into the games despite people close to them knowing what goes on when you become a victor. the answer is.... harrowing at best. all the sections with glim glam and the horrors beyond your imagination that comes with child prostitution!!!! KILLED ME. GUTTED ME. i've reached out into the fic and have put her in a little tupperware with holes at the top and leaves in it and she tells me that she's much happier there and doesn't want to be a part of your fic anymore!!! LEAVE HER ALONE SHES A BABY!!!
For a girl who spends her entire life with her body and her skin on display– there's something incredibly personal and intimate about being covered up.
WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT!?!?! marbles and glim glam are THE couple of all time... marvel seems a little goofy but the way he understands her intuitively CHEFS KISS MA'AM.
also thank you marvel for giving us the funniest moment in this chapter which was the hypothetical red alert everyone was going to get if cato was let loose in the streets if clove died.
the color scene in the train with everlark vs this one with clato. my god. both of their favorite colors being red like do these babies know ANYTHING that's not related to bloodshed. makes you wonder what they would actually do without the hunger games. especially cato now that he's a canon nepo grandbaby. im obsessed with the thin line between violence and tenderness that these two overstep all the damn time. will they stab each other only for it to feel like a kiss? only time will tell.
when it comes to the actual games, all of them being directly opposite each other is a CRIME and i need plot armor for all 24 tributes by next chapter STAT i better not lose anyone in there!!! they will hold hands and host the first annual talent games IDGAF i want to see marvel juggle flaming knives i want to see mags catch the weirdest goddamn fish with a hairpin we don't care about killing each other killing is overrated!!! we love friendship and peace in this house actually and everyone is friends with everyone and we all visit grandpa snow for cookies and milk he dgaf about the games either so everyone's families are safe!!
GOOD LUCK AGAIN ON YOUR EXAMS ily have a great day!
BESTIE YOU ALREADY KNOW I WAIT SO PATIENTLY FOR THESE!!
Starting with saying THANK YOU for your support and confidence in me on these exams that makes ONE of us!! I'm falling apart!! having nervous breakdowns and all that jazz!! So thank you, this means so much to hear.
Yeah so..when you sent that ask I already knew this answer. I knew it would be answered at some point, and I feel like the horrors of reading it in this chapter was far worse than the answer I gave to that ask? Like more graphic. This chapter actually LITERALLY increased my rating on the fic, because I just..felt it wasn't doing justice to tone down what Glimmer experienced. Because..it is horrific and it is awful and it's violent. I consider it one of the most heinous, horrific things that can be done to someone. And while I hated doing it to her, I felt it was realistic as to what we know from canon, the capitol, and the price she pays for being a beautiful young girl. It's horror. It's horrendous. And as you sawy you want her out of the fic and safe..theres only one sure fire way to get her out of the fic and I dont think you'd like if that happened!! (i wouldn't either). Put her in her little jar like a firefly and shake her up. You actually hit one of the big horrific points in this paragraph-- She is just a baby. Fifteen. She was a child, a little girl. And she has faced horrific horrific things .
Listen here bestie. Marbles and Glim Glam have weaseled their way into my heart and they are there to stay!! I love them with my whole heart!! I want them to be happy! Now I don't let them be happy..but..maybe one day! Marbles is a silly little man. We know that. Thats true. But he is intuitive to her and he loves her. For who she is. And thats all that really matters. Also noone gave me the right ❤️ I am a felon ❤️ breaking the law.
Also yes. Everyone knows they want to be no where near cato if clove died. He would be busy being a menace. The purge on panem streets. Hunting down Cory Snow himself.
These babies know nothing of life without the hunger games. LIke truly. What would they do, who would they be, etc, in a life without the games? Maybe his favorite color would have been evergreen or hers a pretty oceany blue. Maybe they would have had hobbies. Maybe Cato would have spent his free time getting berated as a baseball coach, and by berated I mean Enobaria by the fence absolutely verbally assaulting him for his foolishness. Cato is a legacy!! Clove would've been but her mother died. As you can tell his grandparents died before the victors vote because they may not have sent their grandson into the games. And yes! They walk SUCH a fine fine line between love and violence. It's inextricably tangled with them-- who would they be without it?
When it comes to the games!! Well!! The good news is I decide who gets plot armor and how!! I have control who lives who dies who tells this story! So uh!! Fear not!! or Fear a lot!!
THANK YOU again for your support and confidence in me! Truly Someone has to have it because it isn't me!! I'm having literal meltdowns!! Thank you thank you i love you and I cant wait to see you after next chapter!!
@lwveless
#arwbfb tag#arwbfb reactions#glim glam deserves better#than what i give her#but alas#cato is an aggressive violent simp#like if somehting happened to her god bless the capitol bitches who get in his way#also i noticed the taylor reference dont think i didnt
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whatever its my vent i need to use it to vent or else this shit is gonna rip me apart like a tornado, its already begun
i dont think anyone will see this, i sure hope not! if you do, no you didnt. just ignore me for now, ill live
im scared. its that same thing, fear thats like an old friend at this point. hi! nice to see you again, take a seat lets do this again i guess. scared, i see things that arent there. little things, seemingly nothing, but its. i spend too much time trying to look into things and read abandonment before it happens, i know that. reading into things looking for abandonment and rejection will yield those results. i KNOW this. but i keep doing it.
small, it starts off small. 95% , im alright! anything i see, i just shake off. am i actually seeing it? or do i just think i see it? its simple... and then it starts to dwindle the more i see. okay.. well. this still doesnt mean anything! control yrself, its alright, you are safe, and you are loved.. right? no, of course i am! of course... time passes, things pile up, below half its not looking good! just. keep it together. youve been doing so good, havent you? youve been such a non issue for them! good. keep it that way. calms for a bit, but. how else do i phrase this? when i keep losing skill checks over and over and over again, you must understand! of course it just gets worse, im just not.. good at this.
im losing my charm, im getting dull, im grey and boring im.. annoying, probably. yes.. dreadful, arent you? YAWN. okay
its like.. ive been reassured so many times, i usually just reply that information over and over when i start to feel myself crack, but.. eventually, it goes quiet. im using old words to reassure myself, what if.. what if somethings changed? what if its not true anymore?
do i REALLY wanna get into how pathetic i am? sure why not, i said i love you a few times and it was overlooked. both ways. i cant blame them though, i probably say it too much, thats what i mean by annoying. maybe.. its so glaringly obvious how much i want to be here, maybe its genuinely obnoxious? maybe they just didnt notice, maybe they meant to but forgot! or maybe. its not true anymore. maybe they say it with contempt, maybe they say it with a sigh. that sounds right, doesnt it?
is it real? i have no idea! genuinely. im blinded here, i see whats real and what isnt, which means i see nothing at all basically. the worst part about it? i dont believe theyre those kind of people, not even a little bit! i just.. get scared that maybe ill bring it out of them, maybe its ME thats the problem, that wears them down, yknow?
this has been growing for like. more than a month at this point. slowly just.. chipping away, breaking down my armor. ive always been temporary in the past. even when im so excited to keep going, so excited to explore this path and enjoy it, i cant lie and say that fear wont rear its head eventually. eventually im going to be afraid again, afraid of little things. small. but you cant just say "hey! any tiny thing you do regarding me, i will see it and read into it and probably take it wrong" cuz thats not right!! even if its TRUE that doesnt make it right. no bpd walking on eggshells please 🙏🙏 please.
it always feels awful to be doing like really well! and then it just starts... sinking. you feel yrself sinking, you feel the flooring underneath yr feet start to lower, but you stare up into the sky anyways, its okay for now! its slowly becoming not okay. im scared im just..
i have a hard time going long without positive reinforcement or reassurance that im still. WANTED. that im doing anything right at all. i just need a little!! just a little, and itll go a long way i promise! i start to retreat back into my shell, i start regarding myself as a visitor and not a resident. ill stay away, ill become distant and nervous, less sure of myself, etc. scared, treading lightly so to speak. like the smallest thing will ruin it, its fragile and i need to take great care and make sure i dont shatter this. thats how im feeling again recently. its really just a me problem, this feeling grows over time and im so painfully aware of it
but.. thats where the problem arises, i couldnt ever ask for it. cuz.. if you deserved it, dont you think they wouldve given it to you? then theres some sort of separation, theres an answer. if they wont say they feel it, its because they dont. how embarrassing is that? i know its not true, theres probably another answer, but... what if it is? ive been doing so terrible recently, like as a friend im not doing good at all. i havent been, ive been trying but. im not trying hard enough, i need to do more. but if i do more, then i seem desperate dont i? i am desperate, even if i dont like to admit it, its true
what do i do then? if yr desperate and they dont like it, it reinforces to them why they shouldnt like you and yr worse off then before you asked! but if you never ask...
why does it always boil down to this? the 'damned if i do, damned if i dont' thing? its constant, im literally frozen in place. its killing me one way or another. and its so fucking weird how i can be fully confident, cuz it never bothers me when someone asks for help or reassurance, im here! bitch of course yr there!!! you cant live without them, ofc you do shit like that!! that doesnt mean itll be returned to you. you can hope it will be, but.. what if you try and its not? then its basically set in stone, you arent good enough anymore. yeowch!
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Hi,
I've been following you for a long time and I've kept up with most of your answers regarding the PR relationship. This ask is focused on Kaia. There's something I've noticed about her that I feel like sharing: I feel like Kaia is a model above everything else, she's trying to break into the acting world but she can't shake off her model behaviour and stance.
I already thought this before but it became painfully apparent with the Bottoms poster https://twitter.com/filmupdates/status/1666025090956271617?s=46&t=zVUrqyxX3bxe315O8rj-Ag
Posters are nothing but marketing, all actors are posing, and they "serve face". But Kaia is the only one doing it like a model, emotionless and stony, completely perfect and aware of every single angle on her face. The other actors are posing but they have expressive faces, a glint in their eye, and body expression that shows their character's personality. Look at Ayo Edebri and Rachel Senott, they're posing but they're also in character. I highly doubt Gerber's character is a model in the movie.
All I see in that poster is a model. All I see when she acts is a model that memorized lines. I've seen her in Babylon and she was underwhelming. It is a small part but she delivered absolutely nothing, she's restricted and impassionate when she's supposed to be seduced and in awe of a great female artist. She looks like a model in a music video, instead of an actress. Extras were more talented and expressive than her.
And I got the exact same feeling from her in Bottoms trailer. Of course you can't rate an actor's performance from trailer parts alone, but she's side by side with talented actresses so her lackluster quality is apparent... at least to me it is.
I haven't seen all her projects, but from those I've seen and from videos, clips, and screenshots I've seen of AHS that girl just seems like a model that wants to pass for an actress without putting in the work. Just because she's playing a character doesn't mean she has character. She's inexpressive as hell. It's like a modeling shoot but she's talking with other people tbh.
So this brings me to the PR relationship. I will be honest I'm on the fence, I can see it being PR, and I can see it just being real. I do think they're very off during these last months tho. But my point is I'm pretty neutral. But I think you're sensible and make a lot of sense in your argument, plus you present facts, and not deuxmoi bullshit like the other fandom faction. BUT I can now definitely see how beneficial it is for Kaia to date Austin, a talented up-and-coming actor, because she has no substance to offer. People are always talking about her activities and public appearances and bookclubs, but I've never seen any mention of her going to acting classes.
If Kaia is serious about acting she needs to realize that her face, her name, and her relationship with Austin will only take her so far, she needs to put in the work. And she doesn't and it shows whenever she's on screen. She got her parts due to her mommy and daddy connections, it's horrible to see... she could at least try harder. So yeah I'm still not sure about it being PR, but I definitely think Kaya is mooching off Austin's relevance and talent. And at this point, I'm pretty sure that Kaia doesn't care about the craft of acting, and certainly not to the extent of Austin who lives and breathes his roles, so this Kaia acting stunt is pretty laughable to me.
Sorry for the long rant! I just started mulling over this after seeing that poster again and I wanted to get it off my chest. And you've created a safe space here.
I hope you have a good day :)
Woooow a second anon today that's coming in so hot!! Im loving these takes, you guys. I appreciate your thoughts, and you feeling comfortable in expressing them to me.
Your breakdown of the situation is spot on to me, and it mirrors what I think as well. Kaia knows how to model and she should stick to that. It's giving the impression of she wants to be taken seriously, and so what better thing to do than to try and get into acting? But the problem is that she does not offer anything of substance, she's trying to say her nepotism doesn't affect her when she gets these jobs, and she doesn't even try to be a good actress.
if she wants to be taken seriously then she needs to put in the work to do so. this bottoms movie is just another example of how lackluster her performances are. not only that, but she goes for the low hanging fruit - meaning, she goes for roles that aren't too complex and she brings nothing to the table. she likes to make it seem like she reads a lot of books and she understands certain topics on an intellectual level, but sis it is not there. and that's on her for not stepping up her game to study and practice her acting skills.
she's gonna continue to get roles based off of people she knows in the business to do favors for her, and austin because she mingled this entire award season with really big names in the game, and she got into a highly exclusive investors party that only Austin was invited to. she just sees the opportunities and takes them to get her name out there, but she does not put in the work.
i hope you also have a wonderful day!
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10x14 of chicago pd
TRIGGER WARNING: CHILD ABUSE IS A THEME THROUGHOUT THIS EPISODE BUT IT IS NOT MENTIONED THROUGHOUT THIS CRACK REVIEW. ALSO MENTIONS OF PTSD AND PANICK ATTACKS. READ ONLY IF COMFORTABLE.
aww domestic burzek
makayla!!!
aw shes so cute
FUCK NO
COME ON
im not even kidding
it hasn't even been a full minute since the episode started
and its already pain
poor kim
my poor girl
aw adam taking charge
nO STOP
IM CRYING
stop it
please
god
this is too much
oh mY GOD SHES IN THERAPY
YES
THANK YOU LORD
THANK YOU
THANK YOU
god no these flashbacks
‘ive dealt with it. ive been fine.’
that's a fuckin lie
such a fuckin lie
dont lie kim
god this is so much pain
awww
kim referring to makayla as her daughter is just amazing
i love to hear it
god this therapist is just BRICKING all of the symptoms
wow
so nice to hear
kim be honest
please
this will help you
adammmm
please i want them back together
OH GOD GUNSHOT
god my heart is racing
somethings gonna go wrong
something is so gonna go wrong
oh no
he gon die
he so gon die
lady
try to help
i fuckin knew something would happen
we can't have ONE episode
not one
OH KIM
NO
nope
he dead
great
lights out
lovely
just great
oh this lovely man.
hes great
I barely even know him
but hes great
adam
dont do something stupid
dont get hurt
please
i can't handle it
god
this guy is gonna die
before kim gets any info
and shes gonna feel guilty
he gon die
ik it
GOD NO
HER SHAKING HAND
COVERED IN BLOOD
GODDAMMIT
NO
THE GUNSHOTS
KIM
PLEASE
MY POOR GIRL
LEAVE HER ALONE DAMMIT
AND KEEP ADAM SAFE
god im too weak for this
i can't handle it
KIM
PLEASE
MY BABY
PLEASE
STOP IT
STOP
STOP
STOP
god
im dying
adammmmmmmm
save your girl
KIM
PLEASE
nooooooo
STOP
kim and adam
my babies
my loves
my BABIES
STOP IT
GOD FUCKIN DAMMIT
STOP
STOP THIS HURT
oh poor girl
my poor baby
god shes COVERED in blood
kim
please
just fuckin take care of yourself
please
dont do something stupid
TRUDYYYY
also
nobody believes you kim
nobody believes that youre okay
cuz youre not
no torres?
aw
dammit
kim why would you do this
why must you hurt yourself like this
HOW CAN YOU KEEP HURTING ME DAMMIT
chicago pd writers pay for my therapy challenge
please
yay dead body
im feeling sorry for the dead guy
oh joy
bloody clothes and the look on kim’s face
honey
why do you do this to yourself??
why
oop she found something
what is it??
ayyy the team’s here
jamie’s uncle???
bruh what???
where's the explanation
im scared
please let them be okay
‘chicago pd. get up.’
so nice of him
if someone were to wake me up in the middle of the night like that
id either slap them
or scream
lady
cmon
dont lie
kim looks close to crying
and im right along with her
ayyy minnesota
kim what did you find
oop
ineteresting
oh my god
this is so interesting
im very invested
something about the way kev says ‘no ma’am’ does something to me
THEY BOTH LOOK SO GOOD IN THEIR BLACKOUT GEAR
ayyy its the patrol buddies
kev and cruz just looking at Kim while shes moving the thing
peak comedy honestly
damn
kim’s just connecting all of the dots today
WHAT THE FUCK
oh lovely
this is fucking great
yknow what's funny to me?
in like, the first three seasons
voight didn't give a damn about whether someone asked for their lawyers or not
but season 10 voight
suddenly has a goddamn moral compass
and while its great character development
i also find it funny when he deems someone ‘immoral’
when he used to be
the fucking DEFINITION
of immoral
moving on
hailey looks so good oh my god
oh poor jamie
burzek my loves
do they ever get their happy ending??
scary woods yay
they can't ever go investigating in a park??
or at like disneyland??
no
it has to be scary woords
but that view is actually really nice
so pretty
with the waterfalls and everything
i like it
kiM DONT DO SOMEThiNG STuPID??
DONT
I HAVE A BAD FEELING ABOUT THIS
GODDAMMIT KIM
DONT
DONT INVESTIGATE BY YOURSELF
FUCKIN
KIM COME ON
NO
DONT
god this scene is causing me so much anxiety
thiS IS SUCH A BAD IDEA
SHUT UP
CMON
NO
WHAT WAS THAT SCREAM
NO
HOLY SHIT NO
STOP WAIT
NO
THiS POOR CHILD
WAIT KIM NO
BAD MEMORIES
PLEASE DONT
DONT
DONT
NOPE
CMON
this poor kid
this poor poor kid
goD SOMEONE IS GOING TO CLOSE IT
SHIT NOOO
NO
OH MY GOD
WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT
THAT WAS FUCKING TERRIFYING ARE YOU KIDDING ME
I FUCKING KNEW IT
HE CLOSED IT
GODDAMMIT
THIS POOR KID
COME ON
WHY DO YOU SCARE ME LIKE THIS
KIM
PLEASE
PLEASE
STOP HURTING ME
officer kim burgess telling the kid to breathe when she can't even breathe
stop hurting me dammit
coME ON
COME ON
PLEASE
IM IN SO MUCH PAIN
PLEASE
SOMEONE HELP HER
FUCKIN HELL
HOW CAN SHE TELL THE KID TO BREATHE
WHEN SHES NOT EVEN BREATHING PROPERLY
KIM
K I M
GOD
STOP IT
YOURE FUCKIN SCARING ME
K I M
WHY WOULD YOU CRAWL INTO THE WELL
WITHOUT BACK UP
ADAM
WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU
COME AND GET YOUR WIFE
CO M E O N
PLEASE
SOMEONE
HELP THEM
kinda irrelevant
but
kim is great with kids
WHAT
IS
HAPPENING
ADAM
WHERE ARE YOU
WHAT THE FUCK IS THiS
COMEON
KIM
PleASE
PLEASE BE OKAY
ADAM
BRO
WHAT THE FUCK
AYY
THERES TWO ROCKS GONE
COME ON
COME ON
YES
THANK FUCKIN CHRIST
THAN K YOU JESUS
OH THANK FUCKING LORD
OH NOW
NOW HE SHOWS UP
LOVELY
ADAM
WHERE THE FUCKING HELL WERE YOU MAN
KIM
MY LOVE
BREATHE
PLEASE
STOP
IM CRYING
IM NOT OKAY
oh joy
therapy??
no wait
is it?
yes
its therapy
my poor girl
please
be patient
‘not for my daughter... not for adam’
chicago pd writers
wrITE A GODDAMN HAPPY ENDING FOR THEM ALREADY
oh my god wait
pls tell me she isn't leaving the show
marina
please
i love you so much
dont leave
i really hope youre not leaving
*screams*
KIM
marina is such a good fucking actress
shes amazing
y’know, i can't actually believe that chicago pd writers are actually ACKNOWLEDGING the trauma that kim went through
i dont believe that they are actually showing the consequences of what happened to kim
why do i feel like it won't last tho?
like for a few episodes
and then
*poof*
gone
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I had an anxiety attack driving
it's 8:30 on Friday morning & I'm driving my moms 1998 Blazer on curvy, bumpy, dangerous as hell County Road 29. I'm already having the normal stress driving that I always have, trying not to go around these curves too fast. trying to steer this old giant shit box Chevy that already needs another alignment & more power steering fluid. it's already making me feel stressed because I've drove nothing but a small 2-door since I was 15. I used to be so confident driving, I really did, & now all I can do is put every ounce of focus I have into driving this suv that feels like a boat. now it's just fear that I'm going to lose control over it, now it's just fear that every single car on the road that I encounter is going to hit me or get too close to me.
it's already stressful enough driving it. I can't even say it's only because it's a big vehicle because I started to feel these things even driving my small car when I got in my 20s, just not as extreme as this. I was afraid of being so small & I have honestly gotten scared even more times in that car than the Chevy funny enough. so it's at the point now that nothing matters. it doesn't matter if I'm driving or just riding, it doesn't matter if it's big or small, I can't relax in a vehicle that's moving and there's just no reason I can explain why, or put into words that will ever be valid enough.
so anyways, it's Friday & I'm driving on 29. it's going as smoothly as it can possibly go considering all the bumps and curves. out of nowhere, a vacuum hose line busts or explodes causing the intake to backfire so loudly that it literally sounded like a Shotgun firing underneath us. except in that moment I didn't know it was the intake so my mind just went straight into panic mode. it sounded absoltutely awful & the sudden loud noise caused my adrenaline to start pumping so hard & I couldn't stop thinking that it sounded like my brake lines busting or the ball joint falling out & making the tire fall off. just thinking of every possible thing wrong and thinking I was going to die at any second. just delusional from being so scared and startled.
we stop & Zach sees its the hose line so we can keep driving but it could start making the motor run like shit but I'm still trying to make it to the next town over. the whole time I'm still freaking out & there's a feeling in my chest that feels like something squeezing my heart & I start having trouble breathing. I'm still putting every ounce of focus I have into driving yet my thoughts are absolutely taking over. I get into traffic & there's a van in front of me, & a red light coming up. for no reason I can control at all, Im thinking I'm not going to be able to stop. when I did stop I'm not going to lie, I completely lost it. just full blown hyperventilating, crying, whimpering like a dog, just absolutely having a mental breakdown, panic attack, whatever the hell it was. my heart is pounding and my legs are shaking in the middle of traffic but I have to keep going. I can't just stay stopped at this light having an absolute breakdown. I start gasping for air then feeling like I was going to blackout so I just screamed to try to snap myself out of that. I didn't want to black out driving like that. my mom has anxiety too, & she was there with me but holding it together for my sake. I got the courage to finally make it to where I was going but crying because it was the shut down after the breakdown.
I did make it to where I was going, alive, which was good. I also made it home safe. and Zach drove back, he seriously helped me get through that so much & kept talking to me the entire time. I probably would've died if he wasn't there. I realize now that it's out of my control when I have an attack like that so I need to stop putting myself through so much stress and I'm learning but this is so hard every day
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