#juat a little while longer

[the-cookie-of-doom]

passed my test, should study for the next one, filled with false confidence instead. sigh.

#cookie speaks #ahhhhh id ont WANNA #i want to talk fic #i want to write #(i want to eat bc i haven't had breakst and im HUNGRY) #juat a little while longer #like 3 more hours #then i can go home and forget the Horrors #(for a little bit)

[thecherrygod]

Swap au Kim gets drunk and there's a sweet spot in which he's having the time of his life and manages to forget all that's fucked up in his existence just going with the flow and everyone besides him no matter who they are and how the treat him, but less drunk than that and he'll get sober too soon and everythings gonna hit him all at once making him feel twice as miserable, or he'll get even more drunk to the point it completely switches and the happiness and getting along with whoevers nearby morphs into over trusting and sad and as soon as someone is like "look man you're not fine you should go home" he takes it too personal and won't be against getting into fights

#my posts #disco elysium #swap au #for organization tbh #i had new thoughts so #theres more in the replies bc i thought more later and wanted to add to it but didnt want to make the post longer or rb it #ok now back to the original tags #id like to say that i had this thought while taking a shower and forgot until now #and now as i was writing this a rainbow came out beauty of the world during me writing something sad lmao #anyways im trying to think of my own swap au guys a little bit #i mean i saw the others i love them i may take inspo of them unconsciously #but yeah #at some point ill think more about how he got to this point idk if its eyes or the whole discrimination hes ever experienced #or his repression snapping. or a mix #ill think it out later maybe lmao #adding tags i think i could have written the post better lmao #its not necessary a trusting and sad if he gets too drunk like yeah sorta v trusting but more like in an oversharing way #and... depending #like. still not too sure. willing to change this #i juat rather write it here rather than on a document for some reason lmao

[d6volution]

I had to post this in pic format bc tumblr wouldn't allow me to edit my draft, so it deleted the original ask..

anyways!

tags: somnophilia, jax in heat, rough sex, dirty talk.

Jax fucked his palm more times than he count... but it wasn't making this process any better. Flushed and panting, he stared down at himself in shame.. He was too embarrassed to come to you with this problem. It was the first heat he'd been in heat since you two had started hooking up.

He.. had 'forgotten' to mention it to you.

But in this almost drunken haze, he could no longer help it. He needed you. He was convinced only your pussy was the antidote to cease his suffering..

Jax crept out of his room casually. The halls were dim, and he headed over to your room. His cock still straining in his pants the entire time.

He made it to your room and pressed his ear up against the door, "Y/N..? you awake in there, doll?" He spoke against the door, but it creaked open from weight of his body.

"Heh, not even locked... you're just askin' for it aren't ya?" He grinned widely to himself and made to sure to lock the door behind him. "You should be more careful of your surroundings y/n." He spoke, albeit quietly. You were still sleeping after all. "Some perverted nutcase could creep into your room at any time." He grumbled while climbing onto your bed, hovering over your sleeping form.

You were so pretty, lying on your back ...bits and pieces of your skin on display due to your pajamas being rustled around in your sleep.

His hand trailed up your waist, and you shivered, "Sorry, y/n.. ya know, I'm usually one for foreplay but.." His body was going crazy, his hands trembling just from touching and being so close to you. He pulled off his overalls, smacking his tip against your clothed cunt.

"Ya want me in here, baby? Yeah, you do.." He pushed your pj's aside and rubbed his throbbing tip against your cunt. You whimpered, and your eyebrows furrowed, but you didn't wake.

"Mn.. stay still for me." He spoke and held your leg so they couldn't snap shut upon entry, his hips thrusted forward, and he buried himself into you all in one go. He couldn't wait. He didn't care if you woke up. The sudden warmth and tightness was overwhelming that he juat opted to start pistoning his cock in and out of you.

Your eyes shot open, your cunt burning with pleasure and slight pain from the sudden intrusion.

"Mnh- J.. Jax..!!" You whined but he put his full weight onto you now, holding your leg beneath your knee and pushing it towards your head to give him better access.

"Ngh... s.. so good for me.." He wasn't aware you were awake until he felt your hand pressing on his chest. He was so far gone that it didn't matter right now. He used his free hand to grip your qrist and slam it dowm into the bed. "J.. Just stay still and let me take care of you baby, need to fuck you til you're pregnant.."

Your cunt tightened up at his sudden declaration, what has gotten into him!? Unfortunately you couldn't protest, it felt too good.. your sleepy mind was overwhelmed by the sudden pleasure coursing through your body.

"Mn.. I felt that.. you want it to right..? Want me too breed you dollface?" He chuckled and adjusted himself a little digging deeper inside of you. Hit that spongy spot in your cunt that made your back arch and eyes rolll to the back of your head.

"C.. Cumming... Jax.. hhaa..." You whined out and he held you close, his climax was fast approaching too.

"Nghh.. take it, take it.. don't waste a drop." He said as he rutted into you, cum spilling from his dick and deep inside of you.

"Not bad for bein' half asleep.. So.. feelin' up for round two, babe?"

#the amazing digital circus #ask #jax tadc #jax x reader #minors dni

[hubristicassholefight]

Swordswoman Showdown Round 1 Part 3

Hornet (Hollow Knight) vs Sayaka Miki (Puella Magi Madoka Magica)

(Better here in a "preferred character" sense, not "who would win in a fight")

Propaganda below cut

Hornet

Technically its not a sword but she wields a needle in a setting where swords do not exist and she wields it in an exceedingly swordlike fashion so. She counts; Girlboss demigoddess spider lady. She's been protecting an entire kingdom for longer than many of the other characters have been alive. She systematically kills her siblings for being too weak. She's simply the best.

Sayaka

She can magically summon many swords; Becomes a cool witch

Her magical girl-assigned weapon that she uses to combat and slay witches; She's got a knight theme, a little mermaid inspired second (evil!) form and literally 2 of the best musical scores of the whole show IMO. Also, I juat think she's neat

Tragic cutlass wielder. Can summon tons of them. Devastating battle scene where she loses all hope. Pls vote for her she’s so sad.

A magical girl who can summon just. a ridiculous amount of swords.

Shes uses a sword when transformed as a magical girl, and she can summon a bunch of other swords too

She wields a cutlass and while she's not necessarily technically proficient with it, her ability to cut herself off from the sense of pain combined with the strong regenerative magic she was granted as a side-effect of her wish, she has an almost berserker-like fighting style which is dangerous but nevertheless effective; She's super tomboyish but incredibly sweet and self-sacrificing. She'd give up everything for her friends (and, unfortunately, does). Unfortunately this leads to her feeling unappreciated and unrecognized. She deserves everything <3

Magical girl with sword. Good at dying

#hornet #hollow knight #sayaka miki #puella magi madoka magica #swordswoman showdown #poll #official #round 1

[gemini-sensei]

re: queen

sam def softens up when the baby is born! her and reader make up around the second or third trimester and they become the best mamas ever!!!

Without the stress of tournaments and Reader being a Cobra Kai anymore, Sam definitely softens up. It juat takes some time.

Reader is still a but of a bully but Sam is always quick to put her in her place. Either with her fingers or tongue 😏 and with each time they get down and dirty, Sam softens up to the idea that she has deep seeded feelings for Reader that go beyond anger and frustration. She's still too stubborn to say anything about it, though, especially in those early months.

But as Reader's pregnancy progresses and she watches her belly grow, she gets extremely soft. She takes care of Reader so well but they still say mean shit to each other from time to time. She takes Reader to her appointments and afterward takes Reader to get whatever she's craving. They grow closer, especially after the baby starts kicking.

After that, Sam is on her knees for Reader. She's waiting on her hand and foot, but mostly loving on and kissing her belly. Still stubborn but not for much longer.

When they find out they're having a little boy, Sam tears up and Reader, caught up in all her emotions, admits she loves Sam. And Sam says it back. They share a real, genuine kiss for the first time and apologize to each other for all the shit they put each other through. They cry it out for a while, then spend some time kissing and fussing over Reader's belly.

After that, they become obsessed with getting ready for their little boy. No doubt they're going to raise a strong baby.

#girlcock!sam #sam larusso #sam larusso x chubby reader #sam larusso x reader #sam larusso smut #samantha larusso x chubby reader #samantha larusso x reader #samantha larusso smut #samantha larusso #cobra kai #cobra kai headcanons #cobra kai x reader #cobra kai x chubby reader #cobra kai x plus size reader #chubby reader #plus size reader #gemini sensei

[loverbomb]

doing picrews made me realize like lol in all those old doodles I juat gave Psyche the same short hair as Izaya but like this anti social loser has been living in isolation for. a while. lol I haven't actually set a time line and decided HOW long they've been Psyche but.

long enough their hair should be at least a little longer. but I cannot stress this enough. it's not like pretty boy long, they literally have not hair a haircut since they died. no scratch that. they probably tried to cut it exactly once by themself and ended up smashing the last mirror in the motel and stabbing themself to nap nap time with the scissors.

it's messy and shaggy and unkept and

this is turning into an entirely separate headcanon post now

#ooc #headcanons #h. #suicide mention //

[anemoarchonhoe]

Wait i juat realized something

Passionate kissing

= baby

...

A million or more babies

How do we stop the babies from becoming impure immediately upon birth on frisky nights?

They can't be impure if they're not even self-aware yet. And by the time they're self-aware and sentient, they no longer remember because several hundred years have passed. 🧠💡

Also, it takes a little while before they fully form, so maybe by the time they finish forming their bodies, the deed has already been done and over with.

#ventus.answers #sagau #genshin sagau #cult au #genshin!cult #genshin impact sagau #thousand winds au #mildly suggestive?

[dezmondmyles]

hey its me here to blab about the protocreed altalex au that ive been floating around for a while now and idk im gonna write it eventually (maybe once my other fic is done oof) and heres what i got so far

-Alex and Altair living and working in a vague modern day NYC

-Alex still works at Gentek but the virus isn’t a thing here

-Altair is an Assassin still from the Leviathan branch. The Assassins are just a lot more lowkey and kinda divided here. It’s whatever.

-They meet during a private event where Altair is doing “personal security” for a client. He and Alex end up chit chatting. Somehow phone numbers are exchanged idk??

-Either they, they make it obvious they find the other attractice and start going out. Very casually at first, sparse dates here and there because of Alex’s busy work schedule.

-Alex is Much Less™️ of an Asshole here. More on the insufferable genius side who’s a little too confident for his own good. Altair is also p subdued here. Just don’t let get too cocky over something.

-Alex starts to suspect right away that Altair is maybe a serial killer because of how off he acts sometimes, and his weird job that he cant talk about, and the “possible but totally not but maybe a nurder cult” that he was raised in. Alex is still pretty paranoid here too. Altair is later amazed how semi-correct he is.

-Alex drives an electric motorbike around the city. The only excuse I have to explain his iconic jacket lmfao. They go on rides together a lot.

-Lots of moments “so what are we?” and “so do you even like me? :(“ from Altair in the middle of post-sex cuddling. Alex is never sure what to tell him except he’s kind of a dummy lmao.

-Altair lives in a decent, small apartment in/around Queens. It’s not shitty or anything, but he has next to nothing in it. Ratty secondhand couch, a small table with two chairs that don’t match. No decorations or anything on the wall. Alex constantly teases Altair for living in a cave, and slowly starts to do some minor decorating when Altair isn’t looking. Altair doesn’t really care

-And yet, Alex has the gall to have a very nice apartment in Manhattan… And also have it spareslu furnished. All brand new stuff that is barely used or still in the box it came in. He’s never really home to enjoy having any of it. He fully encourages Altair to come over and make it more “homey” if he chooses.

-Mailk (yeah he thereish too) constantly berating Altair for “dating a rich white guy” and not like, taking full advantage of that. Altair doesn’t find that to be really important but also he feels awkward about asking Alex for anything but also Malik dude come on alsksndbsndbf

-Dana is also here, and thinks it’s HILARIOUS that Alex found himself a bf thats more awkward and weird than he is. Alex is extremely defensive about it. Altair thinks Dana is just… Nice lol.

-Months go by as Alex and Altair bond and grow closer and juat kinda figure each other out. Are they falling in love?? Are they meant to keept things casual? How much longer will this last? Is Altair a serial killer?

-I guess we’ll find out 👁

#kel talks #protocreed #im trying to finish a 10 year long project #so this would be like #something i'd work on after #as a treat to myself #also need more murder boyfriends in the world #im here to personally correct this wrong

[hoshi-u-love-me]

"I'll Be There, Always"

Group : Seventeen

Pairing : Joshua × Reader

Genre : Drabble, Sibling!Joshua

Word Count : 1.2k

Warning : boring content, this idea came because I was scrolling through tiktok lol

a/n : if I were to open up say prompt game or drabble game, or even open up requests, would anyone be interested ?? It's been a while since I was active here and I miss it 🥺

Today suck.

It sucks really bad.

First, you miss your bus so you were late to your class and just HAD to be humiliated in front of everyone by your professor.

Second, you had hoped to listen to some music during lunch but when you open your earpod case, you found that one was missing and you had forgotten to charge your case so you couldn't do what you had planned.

Third, the guy you had gotten close with turns out was just using you to get to your friend and you found out the hard way.

Lastly, as if to pour salt in your wound, on your way from the bus station to your apartment, the rain suddenly poured hard and you just no longer have the strength to be strong.

So here you are.

Drenched from head to toe, heartbroken, eyes puffy, and is just done with life. Life and whatever other shit is just waiting for you.

Surprisingly, when you opened your apartment, you saw your brother with two of his friends on the couch. They were playing games on the tv, too concentrated to even notice that you had came back home.

The apartment you live in is technically yours. Joshua has his own room for whenever he doesn't feel like staying in the dorms. He helped you pay for it since you're still just a student and he makes more by being an idol.

"Oppa, why are you here?" You called out as you walk in.

Jeonghan and Wonwoo were playing some... fighting game you wanna say ? And Joshua was sat in the middle, watching them as he drink cola.

"Oh hey, you're home," he answered, not looking at you at first, "We were in the neighborhood and we decided to come here and pla- what happened to you ?" His eyes widened when he saw how bad you looked, makeup and hair a mess, and splotches of puddle following behind your trail.

You lift a hand to him, "don't even" you said in english before stomping away to clean yourself up.

All you wanna do is shower, get into bed, and cry.

But noooooooo, you had to be seen first by your brother and his adonis looking friends. You've already feel bad as it is, do you really need to feel even worse ?

The shower you took was fairly quick, but you had been crying in there so it took half an hour for you to come out.

You decided to get a drink before going to your room. As much as you wanna entertain your brother and his friends, you really don't wanna ruin the mood with how sucky you're feeling.

When you got to the kitchen, Wonwoo was there too, getting some snacks. He smiled when you came in, "hey" he called. You pursed your lips and replied him with a less than enthusiastic "hey". You reaaaaally feel like hiding your puffy face in your hoodie so that he wouldn't notice.

But it would seem like he did.

Wonwoo tilted his head to the side to get a better look on you, "you okay, (Y/N)? Your eyes look puffy"

"Wow," you nodded at him, "what an amazing observation skill you have" you muttered as you took a sip of your drink and walk out.

Just as you passed by, Jeonghan called you, "(Y/N)! We're ordering chicken from that place you like! Do you want some?"

But you ignored him completely and just closed your bedroom door.

Once alone, you put the glass on your desk and threw yourself on your bed. You immediately wrap yourself in your blanket like a burrito and cried again.

It honestly felt pathetic, the amount of crying you had done in one day, but you don't care. Everything juat sucks and all you want is for the day to just skip or have your memory erased so you don't have to remember about how bad you're feeling right now.

You cried until you feel tired, like as if there were no more tears left to cry.

Just then, your door suddenly opened and shut.

Pitter patter of footsteps was heard on your floor and suddenly your bed dipped. Joshua's face appeared in front of you, soft smile and all. Which only makes you wanna punch him.

"Do I need to hunt someone down ?"

You shook your head.

"Do I need to send Seungcheol or Jun to intimidate someone?"

You shook your head.

"Are you okay?" He asked in english.

You don't know if it's the question or the way he asked or the way it made you feel loved and cared about, but you cried again. Tears flowed down like waterfall and you couldn't stop.

Joshua cooed and brought you into his arms, pressing your face to his chest as he stroke your head softly.

"Men ain't shit" you choked out in english through your tears.

You felt Joshua nodded, "no we're not, I'm sorry"

"Not you though, you're good," you sniffled, rubbing away the tears from your eyes harshly.

Joshua laughed at that, "why, thank you sis" he said before he scooped down to peck your forehead, "I'll be sure to tell that to Wonwoo and Jeonghan so they'd know how you feel about them" he joked.

Without thinking, you let out a whine and hit his chest with your fist, "okay I guess the rest of Seventeen is fine" you added.

For a while, you both just laid there as you calm down. Joshua never stopped stroking your head though, a habit he developed since little whenever he tries to help you through something. You love your brother to the moon and back and his love for his family is one of the reason you always get through whatever it is you're trying to go through.

"Bad day ?" Joshua asked, breaking the silence once he's sure you're calmer.

"Nothing seems to go my way today" you fiddled with your fingers as you recalled the events that happened.

So you ended up spilling everything to him.

Every. Single. Thing.

A scandalized look appeared on his face when you were done, "I'm gonna have to personally have a talk with your professor and you WILL give me the name of the guy who did you wrong, tomorrow we're going shopping to get you a better alarm and I'll get you new earpods if you want"

Looking up, you frowned at him, "isn't that a bit dramatic?" "What is?" "All that, especially the talking with my professor and making me tell you that guy's name, I'm still trying to get through college without anyone knowing that I'm Seventeen's Joshua's little sister"

Joshua sighed, "fine, I won't out you. But as you said, you're my little sister and I will do everything to make you happy, you hear me?"

Feeling slightly better, you smiled and hug him tight.

"Mmkay oppa"

In return, he hugs you back equally tight, feeling happy that he could help you feel better.

"I love you, (Y/N), you can always come to me when you have bad days, okay? I'll always be there"

"Okay oppa, and I love you too"

.

.

.

.

"Does this mean I can make a move on one of your members?"

He glared at you.

"Don't even think about it"

#kpop #seventeen #pledis #17 #seventeen scenario #kpop scenario #seventeen imagine #kpop au #seventeen au #joshua #joshua au #joshua hong #kpop seventeen #pledis seventeen #seventeen imagines #drabble #au #sibling au

[caffernnn]

Hiii!!! It's me, the tsoa anon. And now that the new trailers just dropped and the makoharu angst theorists are posting angst prompts left and right, I'll be glad to share my own piece of angst, w/ a little bit of fluff ofc, with you, as a part of the Patrochilles au i sent months ago.

I juat remembered that before patroclus was sent into battle by Achilles they agreed not to say any sentimental words to each other as they will have other times to say them to each other, but then they weren't able to anymore do so because pat died. So imagine makoto being sent into battle by haru and makoto was about to say smth but haru interrupts him saying "save it, you can tell me later. you'll be back anyway, right?" And makoto just smiles and says "of course, haru-" "don't call me -chan either". Fast forward to the survivors bringing the bad news and makoto is dead and haru mourns for several days while desecrating hiyori's body, and makoto haunts haru in his sleep embracing him and begging him to give them both peace, "haru you must stop this for the both of us. Haru-chan please-" "call me that one more..." and all he hears is a mantra of "haru-chan...haru-chan..." while all he utters is "makoto" and "don't go" then he wakes up and makoto is still dead. Fast forward to the meeting in the underworld and makoto arrives and haru tackles him and cries "finally, you're back. Okaeri" because finally he manages to greet him when he arrives and makoto replies with "haru tadaima" and everything unspoken between them remained unspoken because they could see it in each other's eyes and they no longer have to be put into words except one and haru breaks their silence "you forgot the -chan" and they just indulge into a kiss or a hug or whatever it is that people who are two halves of the same soul do. The end.

Sorry if I spoiled the entire tsoa to you if you haven't read it yet 😅😅😅 i have so much more to share but that would be rewording the book by just tweaking the characters and i would have essentially told you the entire book myself 😅

Welcome back TSOA anon! You’ve delivered on the angst and destroyed my heart! Thanks 😩

This is the thing that always kills me with Makoto and Haru: they’re so comfortable with each other and are used to being so in-tune that they don’t think they need to speak on their feelings. They assume that there’s always time for the other to read what’s left unspoken between them and know how deep their sentiments lie, even though we know that’s not always true and it’s almost torn them apart how many times now?? That’s why even though episodes where they’re almost ripped apart hurt so much (s1e6, s2e11), there’s underlying beauty in it because it’s such a wakeup call for the both of them to say what they mean to each other directly. Between Haru processing how deep his fear of losing him runs (an extension of realizing how much he appreciates their relationship) and Makoto being shaken up to the point where he’s brave enough to vocalize emotions he usually represses (his own love, his own fear), those moments are just mmMMM *chef’s kiss*

Thanks as always for sharing more of your patrochilles au!! 😌💚💙

#tsoa spoilers #makoharu #free! au #I’ll read this book one day #in the mean time I love hearing your version of it all #also found a way to yell into the void about the training camp from hell and the fireworks fight OOP #thanks for sharing! #anonymous

[yandere-romanticaa]

Mad Hatter.

A special thanks to @sleepycatswise for suggesting this song for Gogol!

♡ My friends don't walk, they run.

Skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun.

Popping, popping balloons with guns, getting high off helium.

We paint white roses red,

Each shade from a different person's head

And scream that there's a killer,

Getting drunk with the blue caterpillar♡

Your fun evening had came to an abrupt end. How? You were walking home with some friends, and suddenly one of them just drops dead to the ground with blood running down their mouth and a huge kitchen knife in their back. Everyone was so shocked and confused. How did this happen?! The street was totally empty! There was no way-

Bang.

A gunshot was heard as your friend who was standing next to you suddenly had been shot in the head, with no killer visible in sight. You were shaking like mad while the girl next to you was screaming non stop. You didn't know what to do, you were frozen in your place. You only started to run once you heard the deadly cackle from behind the shadows. With a loud shriek, your friend grabbed your hand and started to run in the opposite direction. You looked back on the street and noticed that the small bush of pure white roses that were no longer pure. Their soft petals were covered in your friend's crimson blood and you bearly managed to only choke out a sob.

♡Now I'm peeling the skin off my face,

'Cause I really hate being safe.

The normals, they make me afraid

The crazy, they make me feel sane.♡

Nikolai watched you run, and oh how pretty were you! That look of absolute fear on your face, he wanted to see more of it! No, he needed to see more of it! He felt addicted to your gaze, and only seeing you making those adorable expressions made him even more eager for this little game to be over. He took of the mask that covered his eye and he could feel his heartbeat accelerate. Like the absolute mad man that he is, he laughed at the now decaying corpse beneath him, while twisting the knife even further in it. Warm blood now stained his gloves, but he didn't care. It felt good actually! Suddenly, he roughly pulled the knife from the dead girl's back as he lightly ran his tounge over the sharp blade.

Boy oh boy, this was so fun!!!

♡I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad,

The craziest friend that you've ever had

You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone

Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong

Over the bend, entirely bonkers

You like me best when I'm off my rocker,

Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed,

So what if I'm crazy? The best people are.

All the best people are crazy, all the best people are...♡

Your friend was able to drag you away to the police station, and juat before you could touch the door handle, you heard another gunshot. Both of you turned your heads and were met with the sight of a grinning clown. The air was incredibly thick, and it smelled like gunpowder and blood. You both froze in your places, feeling totally helpless. The clown just stood in front of you, the predatory grin never leaving his face as he fondled with the kinfe in his hands. It was covered in thick blood, but somehow you were able to see your own refelction in it. You saw how just how badly you were shaking, just how screwed you were. You thought that you were already scared, but once you met the clown's eyes that was when you felt a certain kind of fear that you would never forget. His eyes were focused on you, and you alone. His wicked smile grew bigger and bigger, as the horrible glint in his eyes scared you even more. You almost wet yourself from the fear, but the clown didn't do anything.

At least, not to you.

The wind was strong, and you just bearly heard the horrified shriek that came from your friend. Her wrist was completely cut off and before you knew it, the derranged clown was now behind her. He never broke eye contact with you though, even when he runned the large knife against your friends throat. His suit was completely covered in blood now and you finally had found your voice again. You were screaming so loudly, you felt as though your vocal cords were being ripped right out of your own throat. And the clown's reaction?

He smiled.

It wasn't even the same animalistic grin from earlier, no this smile was peacful. Seeing this psychopath with that expression was so wrong, but you couldn't do anything about it. His large hand was covering your mouth as he put a finger against his mouth.

He wanted you to be quiet.

How the Hell were you supposed to be quiet?! This man just killed your friends, right in front of you! You bit his hand as he gasped in shock. Before you could scream again though, he pulled your body against his and kissed you.

This psychopath was fucking kissing you.

You tasted the horrible metalic blood on his lips. He licked your lowered lip as he pressed his hand against the back of your neck, successfully keeping you in place. The cold wind blew in to your hair as your eyes remained wide, while his were closed, as if he was enjoying this. He slowly pulled away and without think you said:

"You are fucking crazy."

♡Where is my prescription?

Doctor, doctor please listen.

My brain is scattered,

You can be Alice,

I'll be the mad hatter.♡

He laughed joyfully at your statement, like you just said a funny joke. With his free hand, he fixed his hair as he gave you a chilling reply.

"Oh, I know that darling~!"

Cold sweat was running down your forehead as he lovered himself once again to your lips. He kissed you like you meant the world to him, like he couldn't live without you. Whenever he made a short pause to take in some air, he always said something.

"You're finally mine..."

"God I wanted to hold you like this for so long."

"My adorable, innocent Alice!"

"My love!"

♡ You think I'm crazy, you think I'm gone.

So what if I'm crazy? All the best people are.

And I think you're crazy too, I know you're gone,

That's probably the reason why we get along.♡

He hummed to himself as he drew back, finally letting you breathe. You gasped, and looked down at your shoes, feeling both shame and fear.

"You enjoyed that, didn't you?"

You looked up at him, eyes totally wide. How could he say that?!? No, how could he even think that??! Seeing your reaction, he chuckled to himself.

"You never made an attempt to push me back, you know~! I am pleased to see that the feeling was mutual!"

You lost your voice completely, and your entire body felt cold and numb. You were praying, praying that this was some sort of a horrible nightmare, but the disgusting warmth of his embrace was far to real. He had paralyzed you in to fear, and the only thing you could do was stand there, while feeling the very tip of the knife being pressed to your neck.

♡ I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad,

The craziest friend that you've ever had

You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone

Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong.

Over the bend, entirely bonkers

You like me best when I'm off my rocker.

Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed,

So what if I'm crazy? The best people are.

All the best people are crazy, all the best people are...

All the best people are crazy, all the best people are...♡

#yandere #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere bungo stray dogs x reader #yandere bungo stray dogs #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #yandere bsd #bsd #nikolai gogol x reader #yandere nikolai gogol #bsd nikolai gogol #nikolai gogol #nikolao gogol x reader #bsd gogol #melanie martinez lyrics #melanie martinez #mad hatter lyrics #mad hatter

[taylortruther]

I do just see taylor and karlie were extremely close friends, they clicked, and publicly that friendship was highlighted as the peak to/whole of 1989 era taylor’s stance on female friendships. Like, a friend like selena, seems to be of a different dynamic, than what karlie was as best friend back then. I think its undeniable karlie was taylor’s best friend back then and it was way publicized. But idk if i feel there is a missing piece/info to why the friendship fell apart, for one i dont personally think it was the fan reactions, because when kaylor gained traction, taylor and karlie still hung out a lot and was still public about their friendship. but it seems like multilayered factors come into play in 2016 for taylor especially, and while i dont think karlie is someone to purposefully betray, there might have been a conflict of trust and juat simply a fall out where the two no longer were on the same page on how they viewed their friendship. For me, it reminds me something of few of my college friends, we were extremely close as our interests matched and we were best of friends then, but as we moved on to different stages in our lives and little things started to conflict with each other, and didnt end up resolving, we gradually fell apart and just stopped being friends. And yeah, I honestly dont think there was something more to the dynamics between the two, especially not something romantic, when josh had always been in the picture. but we never know i suppose!

i can totally relate to your anecdote about having super close college friends that i now have no relationship with. it’s crazy how close you can be with someone, only to become strangers just a few years later. i know lots of songs and books and poems have been written about that... but, ugh. that kind of lost love breaks my heart 

[why-its-kai]

🍀 do you have any kins or comfort characters from your hyperfixation?

SIMPSONS TIME

so I was jokingly assigned “Smithers kin” some years ago and while I don’t actually “kin” characters (or even fully understand the concept), Smithers is one of my comfort characters. Another one of those times where I instantly clicked with a character. maybe it was in part to me being a confused and closeted baby queer at the time and juat seeing a gay character who wasn’t just the flamboyant stereotype. sure there were aspects in his character but it was never his whole character. His dynamic with Mr. Burns, romantically or otherwise, is perhaps my favorite in the show. They’re a delight, even if they are awful bastard people, but hey villains steal the show sometimes. Smithers in the earlier seasons was somewhat closeted himself but he still very much accepted that he was gay. You’d see snippets of his personal life within the gay community and never like... pretending to be straight. I especially “bonded” with him over his Malibu Stacy collection seeing as I was (and still am) a toy collector and fan of “girly” toys as well (my little ponies aaaa I love those rainbow horsies). Smithers is so proud of his collection, active in the collector community, and even wrote a whole Malibu Stacy musical (and performed in it as well!). Like hell yea be passionate about what you love. But yea when I was a confused questioning gay man I’d often imagine Smithers being like my gay mentor. Helping me find resources or just being there to talk. It was comforting to have a friend like that who also had connections thru his husband boss and could easily “take care of” ppl who were wronging me and make sure that it wouldn’t happen again lol. Smithers is just a special character to me and well I have not changed my icon from him in over a year if not longer. I like having him around!

On mobile right now but imagine the Marge Simpson “I just think they’re neat” meme but the potato is Smithers

#Smithers #special interest posting

[corporatestooge]

beep boop some bl3 thoughts

spoiler 4 the game under the cut, particularly end of game

it was fine, i enjoyed it while i was playing but the end of it in particular actually choked out a lot of my enjoyment lmfao

first, positives, love the new vault hunters, zane yelling phrases i use on a daily basis is an absolute delight, idk who i’ll try on round two in a few weeks but i definitely wanna give them all a go

rhys! oh my boy, my bOY, a little goofier but still rhys. i was allwoed to make my opinion known on his stache and zane was a little.........harsh. but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t right. and sasha’s picture on his desk!! now i just need a tidbit about fiona, please, anything, i need it

game mechanics are [chef hand kiss] new guns are absolutely fantastic, loved seeing ellie, tannis, and lilith all working together!! especailly ellie!!! ellie!!!!!!!!! god i love her

negatives is deinfitely a longer list

to start with, bl3 vaughn. for a character that was my favourite, he’s so far down the list of characters i care about it’s actually really sad. he would start talking and i juat be wishing he’d be quiet. ao im just gonna pretend bl3 vaughn is closer to tales/bl2 vaughn and that’ll be fine

aurelia and maya got really fucked over 

the game was building for troy vs tyreen and then never actually delivered on that?? troy was starting to exert his influence and find footing as a villain, in his boos fight he’s actively hurting tyreen to charge elpis and then jsut.. phhhhfbbft

and who the fuck designed the destroyer and who the fuck designed that final boss battle? oh here’s the big scary monster sleeping in pandora’s core no you may not look at it and now it’s tyreen anyway here’s a piss easy boss battle

imo the destroyer really lacks the kind of weight a similar critter in the warrior has. the warrior is impressive! big! the destroyer would’ve been better being of graveward size or bigger imo

ideally for me i would’ve liked to fight the destroyer, beat it down to a sliver of health only for tyreen to swoop in an drain it, and then you have a tyreen battle on your hands- tyreen as a supernova siren, not a.....whatever that was

#bl3 spoilers #borderlands 3 spoilers #here there be opnions #tl;dr im love tales and bl2

[rainbowdoom32]

So I'm going to start identifying myself as aspec. Previously I identified as a bisexual aromantic but upon furthur consideration I might be asexual.

I'm posting about this b/c 1) it puts it out there and makes the lable feel more real and tangible

2) I know some of y'all IRL or on a personal enough basis that I feel you should know

3) A queers need more visibilty in gen

4) cause I want to talk abouy it

So Idk how to do a read more and am on mobile so if you dont want to hear about what being aspec means to me start scrolling now

So. In the aspec community (do we have a better word?) theres an overwhelming discourse about sexual and romantic repulsion. For those of you who dont know thats when the idea of sex , sexual content, sex itself, the idea of romance, romantic gestures, and/or romantic content acts as a squick for you it creates some spectrum of a revulsion in you to be confronted with one or more of these things. Its an overwhelming discourse for many reasons but the one I want to talk about is that it makes it obvious that your ace or aro if your repulsed by sex or romance. The process for discovering your aspec identity is easier in a way, specifically in a way it isnt for me.

See I dont experience sexual or romantic repulsion. I like romance stories and porn. I actively seek these things out. I'm not put off by discussions of others romantic or sexual lives (specific aspects may repulse me but in general I'm interested in these especially when coming from people I care about). So naturally as a teenager I never considered myself as aspec. i considered myself bisexual almost immediatly (there was a thing where I thought I was tricking myself into thinking I liked women to be included in the queer community. More on that later) it took two very short very middle school esque (one took place my sophmore year) relationships and an accidental internet encounter with the concept of aromantisim for me to realise that the reason this wasnt working for me was because I didnt really want it.

The more I thought of myself as aro the more things made sense. At the slumber parties as a kid I never had a crush to confess. Those two failed relationshios? Guy friends I'd gotten real close to and thought my new stronger friendship feelings must be what romantic attraction feels like. Also the real sticker, I dont get jealousy in romance at all. Like that one goes over my head. I dont understand why cheating is the worst thing someone can do in a relationship to the point that people who've been sucked into a cycle of abuse and have become convinced everything is their fault will snap when they discover they were cheated on. That is absolutly mind boggling for me.

The point of that is I never got that ew ick romance feeling. As a reult the road to discovering I was aromantic was long and and full of doubt. Doubt that went along the lines of "Maybe I just havent found the right person". Which also happens to be the exact thing my mum says to me everytime I try to explain that Im aromantic to her. Bisexuality she understands and accepts. This she doesnt. So even though I know intellectually theres no right person for me that niggling doubt remains andit haunts me.

Now im going to devolve a bit here and I know what this sounds like but im seriously not trying to be offensive just explain something

See I read a fanfic recently. I dont remeber how I found it but it was a Stony fic and the story and the set up were very romantic cliche. Basically Steve was Tony's booty call it evolves to friends with benefits Steve falls in love. Textbook stuff. But see theres a wrench because the author identifies as aromantic is with the definition we have aromantic. They write their identity onto Tony. Thats something we do in fanfic and in writing. But the problem I ran into is this: the author identifies as aromantic because they experience romantic repulsion(yes they told me this) so in the fic Tony is in love with Steve but experiences romantic repulsion. The idea of romance of romantic commitment makes him anxious and sick. This is how the author feels FWB allows them to experience intimacy without triggering their repulsion. Identifying as atomantic makes them feel not broken. This so good right? This is why we have labels

Except. When I read this part of the story it hurt me. Directly. See Tong Stark has Daddy Issues. Ehen the author wrote about Tony's romantic repulsion narritevly they tied it into Tony's not nice childhood. I dont know specifically why it wasnt part of thwir explanation when I told them their story hurt me. I didnt ask. But this narritive decision made what was essentially was an author expressing their experience as an aromantic in a story feel like a personal attack against my aromantic identity.

See when I read that what I read was "Tony Stark cant commit to an actual relationship with Steve Rogers because Howard Starks Grade A parenting fucked up his ability to recieve expressions of love and his ability to commit. Tony Stark is in romantic love with Steve Rogers but his childhood trauma prevents him from expresing it in the traditional manner this is what being aromantic is"

That hurt. Because it hit that little doubt in my head about not having met the "right person" and mixed it up with some childhood trauma made you a broken person. It also hit me while I felt safe. Romance stories are my escapism. Their like an extra element of fantasy in a story for me. I specifically seek out romantic stories as a comforting mechanism. Fanfics in particular because of their inclusivity. I was in my safe space, and I was whammed in a sore spot.

The problem is though the author has a right to that story and that label and to express themselves. We usually draw the line at self expression where it hurts other people but thats not what happened here. What happened here was definitial confusion. The author and I were using "aromantic" to describe two different but similar romantic orientations. In doing so we hurt each other ironically in the same way. We both said to each other "Your identity is wrong and toxic you hurt people and yourself by expressing it the way you do". (I left a comment saying how her story affected me)

When I say I'm aromantic I mean I experience no romantic feelings. None nada zilch. The idea that I might one day experience a type of romantic feeling is an aggression against me. The same way the idea that gay people can choose to be straight is an aggression against being gay.

But I can't invalidate someone else to protect myself. What do I do? I dont want to hurt myself and I dont want to hurt other people? Idk

And now to why I no longer identify as bisexual.

I'm a virgin. Because most peoples first time is with someone their in a romantic relationship with. And we'll I dont do that. Im also a socially anxious person. I have no idea how to instogate a sexual encounter and honeslty I wouldnt feel comftorable dping it with someone I couldnt trust or alternatively someone I'm friends with and would have to continue being juat friends with in post we had sex awkwardness. So ive never had an opportunity to have sex.

But I also havent sought them out. And I dont feel particularly driven to. These are reasons to think your asexual but I'm sure it's also the experience of many introverted and secually awkawrd people. And it's not like I couldnt have sex at some future point. Even now if an opportunity arose I might say yes, of only to confirm my asexuality.

The thing that has made me actually consider if I'm ace tho is a weird quirk of mine. I cant get off to prom videos. I use lit erotica. Why? Cause the idea that those are real live people puts me off. Porn stars and amateur porn makers know people get off watching their videos. Theyre okay with that. But I'm not. At all. Thats a big ol nope for me.

See I'm a ciswoman. Which means I have a clitoris. An organ whose only purpose is to provide pleasure. As everyone knows reciving pleasure via the clit requires no participation by a second person. The fact that my clitiros functions as intended and that I use it isnt sexual attraction.

Thats a new idea for me. But it's true isnt it? Sexual attraction is about other people. And sure I can appreciate other people's hotness. But just because I think a horse is pretty doesnt mean I want to fuck it. Remeber that thing about thinking I was faking bisexuality?? I was right. I wasnt sexually attracted to women. But what I hadnt bothered to consider because of heteronormativity was that I wasnt sexually attracted to men either.

Other fun fact in case you might be an ace person who's read this far (why? Also hi Katie and possibly Sadie but definelty Nishat. No im not implying any of you are ace) I dont have sex dreams. But I do have dreams in which I masturbate. So stick that jn your pipe and smoke it.

Anyways these are all experinces that I have that I feel neccessry to share to make it so the repulsion story isnt the only one out there. And also to start a discourse about how experiencing and not experiencing repulsion affect aspec experience. Thanks for reading!

#aro #ace #aromantic #aromantism #asexuality #aspec #lgbt #lgbtqa

[smokeinherperfume]

HELLO SWEETPEA. so i haven't been on tumblr in a long while but i noticed your post juat now and i couldn't find it in my heart to not write a little message. I have been following you for a relatively long time and i can say, without a doubt, that your blog is among my favourites. All of your writings are beautiful, each in their own way. Most importantly (to me) i think is the fact that they are NOT forgettable, unlike a lot of fic that i have read on here. 1/2

The style in which you write is clean, descriptive and easy to understand, even for someone who doesn't speak english as their first language (me). I would absolutely LOVE to see longer pieces from you, see the characters develop etc. On top of all that, you're a wonderful person and I love you with all my heart. I really do think people should pay more attention to you and send in more love. Kissy. 💝💝💝💝💝 2/2 

Okay so before I say anything else I have to admit that I most definitely screenshotted this message and read it more times than I’d like to admit since you sent it in to me bubby. 

I honestly can’t say I’ve ever received such a kind and heartfelt message before that hit me so emotionally and just, Thank you so much for taking the time for sending me this message, following me as long as you have, and reading my writing. 

I’m not good with really expressing myself when people compliment me like this, mostly because I can never believe someone would feel this way about something I’ve written. 

But really thank you for every single word. I can’t explain just how much it means to me and honestly has helped me in the midst of my little writing crisis. 

#good vibes #thank you so much #gobsmacked really #Anonymous #asks