#may 2022 be kinder to us all

[skippyv20]

I really do feel bad for the POW. It’s sad people will not leave her alone during her recovery from abdominal surgery. They come up with stupid theories about her absence and marriage but wouldn’t think that she may need privacy. The POW doesn’t need to give updates of her life. (Edited). She was thinking of her kids and her husband. Telling her kids about her health diagnosis is the first priority before the public. We don’t know what kind of cancer she has or how progressive it is. But we should know that she has young children that are her priority and may be scared that their mom won’t be them as they are growing up. I recently loss my sister to cancer last summer and it hit me the most. The year before that I loss my mom. I was prepared for my mom’s death because she has been in and out of the hospital until she decided to go on hospice care. I wasn’t prepared for my sister’s death. She was diagnosed with a brain tumor in 2018 went through surgery, chemo and radiation. I was with her all the way even when I’m working. She was cancer free until late fall of 2022 her cancer came back the tumor came back and had got bigger and worst. She went on hospice care in May 2023 and passed away June two weeks after her 36th birthday. I went through a deep depression because I lost my best friend. My sister had positive attitude through her cancer diagnosis until the end. I pray for Catherine and her family peace and healing. This is devastating news to her and her family. People need to leave her alone and let her heal with her family.

Thank you so much. I am so sorry for the loss of your beloved mother and beloved sister/best friend. Thank you for sharing your story with us. You no doubt have a great understanding of the feelings and emotions the Wales family is going through. I do believe people will be kinder now. We will keep on praying for that in our prayers. 🙏🏻❤️❤️❤️❤️

[the---hermit]

07|11|2022

Tomorrow is the big day. I'll have my graduation around lunch time, because of course I had to get the stupidest time window for that. I'll be the third of my group to present my thesis, so I am not really sure of when I'll be done, but ai hope it will be as quick as possible. I am nervous but I'll admit my anxiety has not kicked in yet, which is concerning. I don't really plan on doing much afterwards, there's only going to be my family attending, a couple of friends might come in to say hi, but I have honestly nothing planned, I'm not a big party person so I might end up going to the pub with friends once they are all in town next month, but who knows.

Productive things I did today:

Practiced my thesis presentation

Tried to put make up on after more than 3 years, to see if I am still capable of doing something with it, and apparently I am

Went to the florist

Practiced Irish on duolingo

Self care things I did today:

Read first thing in the morning

Journaled

Did some divination with my beloved runes.(I haven't done any of this in so long, and I missed it so much. I like to pull runes before big events and as always they did not disappoint.)

Tranquil's studying challenge // day 24 and 25

What is the kindest thing you could do for yourself, right in this moment?

I have been trying to be kinder to myself lately, and it's been woking pretty well. Mostly I am trying not to force myself into doing anything, and just following my instinct with things. In this very moment the nicest thing I can do for myself is make myself a cup of relaxing herbal tea, eat a cookie and blast some feel good music to fight the anxiety that is slowly starting to haunt me.

Do you find the process of learning something new discouraging or uplifting? What advice would you give to others to appreciate this journey more?

In general I am a very curious person so anything new tends to excite me. Sometimes it can be quite discouraging if you have zero base knowledge, but right after you get over the fear of having to deal with something new, and accept that it won't mean you are a failure it gets back into being exciting. I would suggest trying to keep your mind open, any new information or skill could one day be useful for something, so I just try to see even things I do not particularly enjoy as tools that one day may come in handy.

#studyblr #studyinspo #tranquilfallbuddies #myhoneststudyblr #book #bookblr #currently reading #mine #journal #notebook #notebooks #productivity #journaling #studying #motivation #uniblr #university #gradblr #the---hermit

[anachrosims]

Some of my favorite images from 2022. x 

May 2023 be a gentler, kinder and more joyous year for us all.

Happy New Year!

[jjungkookislife]

Crybaby [Ch. 5]

pairing: namjoon x f. reader

genre: f2l, fluff, best friend’s brother au, smut [18+]

summary: Sometimes your emotions overwhelmed you, sometimes they made you cry, but your friends were there to comfort you all the time. Crybaby, a sweet nickname bestowed upon you by said friends, but when Kim Namjoon says it, it's more of a tease.

wc: 5.5k

warnings: shy!oc, oc is babied a lot, self-conscious oc, cry baby!oc, alcohol use/mention, joon puts oc on his lap, big body!joon, dirty thoughts, vmin mischief, oc is scared of thunderstorms

date: May 11, 2022

After that night, you find it easier to confide in Namjoon, to seek him for comfort. It astonishes your friends, not really understanding what shifted that night you and Namjoon left the bar without them.

Of course, your soulmate had asked for a relay of that night from you and his brother, repeating it verbatim to the rest of your friends later on. They all seemed to be at a loss but Hoseok and Seokjin took it as a win, fully welcoming Namjoon to the group.

For the most part, you hung out with most of your friends present, a buffer of sorts but you had the option to hang out with Namjoon in short bursts, whether it be trips to the ice cream shop, runs to the local burger joint, or simply grocery shopping.

It was obvious to you -and everyone else- that Joon was insanely attractive, especially as of late when he’d picked up working out a few times a week. You noticed the changes almost immediately, feeling how much his arms had grown as time passed. You also got a glimpse of his social media, where he posted pictures and videos of his workouts with Jungkook and Taehyung. Sometimes you’d join them, dragging along Jimin, who had more interest in dancing with Hoseok and Seokjin.

Anyway, you weren’t the only one noticing these physical changes in Namjoon. Everywhere you went, someone stared. It had been pretty easy to ignore at first, minding your business as you placed items in the shopping cart Namjoon was pushing, but it seemed like everyone you passed stared. The stockers, the customers, and the cashiers. Some even did a double-take!

However, Namjoon never noticed the attention. He was always just watching you, admiring the little crease between your brows as you picked fruits and vegetables, deciding if they were good enough to take home. Sometimes you’d stick your tongue out if you were really concentrating, mumbling to yourself before handing the perishable to him to make the final decision. Namjoon knew fuck all about picking food, but after the first shopping trip, he learned.

His eyes never strayed from you, oblivious to the men and women who would start to head in his direction, only to see him smile adoringly, dimples and all, and lose the minuscule amount of courage they had.

Namjoon was ethereal, and you knew it, the world knew it, but did he? No.

Even if he did, you know it wouldn’t go to his head, and that’s what you liked most about him.

You were used to people staring in your direction any time you went out with your friends. They were all gorgeous and sometimes you wondered if you stuck out like a sore thumb? Despite their reassurances, that thought always gnawed at you, easily making you spiral into a world of doubt and self-hatred.

Namjoon’s been working on positive affirmations for you, correcting you every time you try to speak down on yourself and it seems to be working. You still get overwhelmed by your emotions and you still cry at the drop of a hat, but you’ve also been kinder to yourself, and that’s a win in his book.

“Do we have everything, Baby?” Namjoon asks as you cross off something from your list. You scoot to the side to look over every item, double-checking as you go before nodding.

“Everything for movie night is here,” you grin, proud of yourself as you fold your list into four and tuck it into your purse. Namjoon smiles. You’re adorable.

It’s odd to see someone handwrite a grocery list, much less remember to take it to the store with them, but you surprised him from the very first shopping trip. He tried to make his own list but found he couldn’t read his own handwriting, so he decided to email you his list for you to write on your paper. Apparently, lists are one of your things. He finds it endearing.

“Lead the way, Crybaby.” Namjoon motions for you to go first, heading for the self-checkout. The least human interaction you have, the better.

Namjoon easily unloads the cart while you scan and bag everything, paying for the items before Joon puts them into the cart to push to the parking lot.

“Get inside, Baby. I’ve got it.” Joon states firmly when you try to help him load the groceries into the trunk.

“But I wanna help,” you respond.

“I know, Baby, but it looks like rain and I don’t want you getting wet. Do you want your drink?” Namjoon holds out your lemonade and you thank him before you get into the passenger’s side, waiting for him to load everything and put the cart away.

When he gets into the car, he hands you his phone and you put your playlist on as you fill the silence with small conversation.

Later that evening, Seokjin and Hoseok are roughhousing on the living room floor, fighting for the remote in order to choose what to watch first. Jimin and Taehyung sit at the kitchen counter, snacking on chips while Jungkook sips his beer.

Namjoon is in his bedroom, freshly showered and changed into a pair of gray sweatpants and a white t-shirt that hugs his biceps deliciously, not that you looked.

Yoongi stands by the stove, checking the soup he’s making, knowing you’ll all eat a bowl before stuffing yourselves full of snacks and drinks. He doesn’t care, loves the smiles you give him when you take the first bite and that’s enough for him to keep cooking every time you’re all around.

“Crybaby,” Seokjin sings, calling for you to join him in the living room. He’s taken over the recliner, gripping a blanket over his lap while Hoseok glares from his spot on the loveseat.

“Cheater!” He mutters.

“What was that?” Seokjin asks with a sickeningly sweet tone.

“Nothing,” Hoseok bites back with a grin as you join them, giggling when Seokjin tugs you into the spot beside him.

“My little Crybaby!” Seokjin exclaims, kissing your cheek repeatedly, spurred by your giggles. The sound fills all your friends’ hearts with warmth, all of them pausing their activities to listen.

“I missed you! It’s been such a long week! You need to stop by for lunch now and again,” Seokjin sighs sleepily, but he refuses to fall asleep just yet.

“I can stop by next week,” you offer, and Seokjin grins widely.

“You sure know how to make your best friend happy!” He smiles smugly, ignoring the protests from the other six men in the house.

“That is my soulmate. Thank you very much!” Jungkook huffs, playfully sticking his tongue out at the eldest.

“Were. You were her soulmate,” Seokjin aggravates Jungkook, who scoffs and rolls his eyes.

“Hold my beer, babe,” he says, handing his beer off to Yoongi.

“No fighting on my recliner!” Namjoon sighs, his hand running over his face before Taehyung is crossing the room to scoop Jungkook up over his shoulder, depositing him on the counter.

“You two are something else,” is all Taehyung says as he hands Jungkook his beer, and everyone moves on as if nothing happened.

Tonight, Hoseok has decided to be the big spoon, claiming the loveseat with Jimin’s back against his chest and Taehyung nestled between Jimin’s legs. You giggle at the sight, more so as Jimin’s small frame cuddles Taehyung’s broad one.

That leaves you sandwiched between Namjoon, who takes the right arm of the couch, and Yoongi, who takes the left arm of the couch and sits his boyfriend on his lap. You know at some point in the evening, Jungkook will end up sprawled across your lap, but that’s a small price to pay if it means nobody has to sit on the floor.

After the first hour, Jungkook ends up sitting beside you, his feet tucked into your thigh, which only pushes you closer to his brother. Namjoon is firm and lean against your side, warmth radiating off him like a furnace when you press against him. He smiles down at you, kissing your forehead before he turns his attention to the movie, but inside you’re screaming. Being so close to Namjoon is overwhelming at times, intoxicating to the point where you don’t think you can breathe on your own but he still provides you with comfort, a sense of calmness when you manage to shut your brain off. Those are the moments you live for, when it’s just you two.

“Ow, Kook,” you whine when his foot digs into your thigh and he apologizes as he scoots to Yoongi. You tickle his foot and he whines, getting the attention of your other friends.

“Be nice, Baby,” Seokjin grins, winking when he wiggles his fingers. You laugh, tickling Jungkook again and he wiggles as he tries to get out of your reach until Namjoon’s coming to his brother’s rescue, pulling you onto his lap.

You’re left speechless as he takes both your hands in one of his. “Crybaby.”

Jungkook smirks, stretching out further as he gets comfortable with his head in Yoongi’s lap. Nobody says anything as heat rushes to your face, refusing to meet Namjoon’s gaze. He sighs and releases your hands but presses a kiss to your temple.

You’re not sure if you should slide off his lap and onto the floor. Perhaps you can join Hobi, Tae, and Jimin’s cuddle puddle, but the loveseat seems to be at its limit with Taehyung’s broad frame.

Before you can decide, Joon’s arms wrap around your waist to hold you in place. You gulp, ignoring the frantic beat of your heart. Wow! This was not a development you were expecting…

You bite your lip to hide the giddy smile that threatens to appear on your lips. You fit perfectly in his arms. Was that a coincidence? Namjoon’s touch is different from all your friends. He elicits a response in you that you’ve never felt before with your friends and you know it’s because you don’t see him as just a friend. Ooh, please don’t stress-sweat! This isn’t the time to get sweaty… What if his hands slip off? No, no, can’t stress-sweat.

Hoseok catches your gaze, quirking his head to the side in question, silently asking if you’re okay. You know if you don’t answer him, he’ll go into protective mode and pull you to him instead.

“I’m fine,” you mouthed and his stare lingers for a moment before he’s giving you a thumbs up. You wait until he turns around, his hands massaging Jimin’s shoulders, clearly distracted once again.

“Everything okay?” Namjoon whispers, his breath brushing against your neck. Lewd thoughts fill your head almost immediately. Joon panting your name into your skin as he covers your body with his, sweat on his brow as he grabs your body, holding you in place as he fills you to the brim.

Clearing your throat, you nod, not trusting your voice to answer without fumbling over your words.

“Excuse me,” you rush as you get off his lap, mindful not to step on his feet as you scurry to the safety of the kitchen.

Away from the living room, you can finally catch your breath. You inhale deeply, gripping the counter to hold you steady, turning the faucet on to fill your palms with cool water to rub on your face.

“Fuck me,” you mutter as you pat your face dry, turning to open the fridge and grab an ice cube to rub over the hot skin of your neck, moaning softly at the coolness. Fuck Namjoon for being so hot. How are you supposed to sit on his lap for the rest of the night?

Maybe Jin will share his recliner if you ask nicely? Doubt it.

“Baby girl?” Jimin asks as he walks into the kitchen, hoping he doesn’t startle you by calling out. Smiling weakly, you lock eyes with him as he crosses the distance between you. He doesn’t hesitate to wrap you in a hug that you reciprocate, making him shiver when your cold hands wrap around his slim waist.

“Ice?” he’s puzzled as he takes your hand, taking the ice out to toss in the sink with a clank. “Why?”

“Too hot,” you mutter as you press your face to his chest. Jimin nods, kissing your head as he holds you close, rubbing your back gently. He can feel the warmth on your skin, almost too hot on his own skin, but he doesn’t pull away. Instead, he waits for you to provide an explanation, but as the seconds pass, he knows he won’t be getting one unless he presses for answers.

“Baby?”

“Hmm?”

“I’m gonna ask you something. Can you answer honestly?” Jimin asks softly, words murmured against your hair.

“I can try,” And Jimin knows that’s the best he’s going to get out of you, so he decides to proceed anyway. He looks over his shoulder, making sure nobody else is within hearing distance before he unravels himself from your embrace.

“You said it was too hot,” Jimin starts, wetting his lips with his tongue as he tries to keep from teasing you. You nod.

“Was it too hot or was Namjoon too hot?” Jimin notes the way you freeze, taking a step back, frowning when your back meets the counter. With a smirk, Jimin steps forward, his arms on the counter on either side of you to cage you in.

He’s so pretty, so ethereal and he steals your breath away as he leans in closer. Jimin’s nose pressed against yours, “Tell me Crybaby. You said you’d try for me.”

Swallowing thickly, you ignore the embarrassment that bubbles up inside you.

“He’s too hot. Too fucking hot, Minnie,” you admit and it feels like a weight’s lifted from your chest, able to breathe again as Jimin steps back, a smirk on his pretty full lips.

“I knew it,” he teases, kissing your cheek as he gives you some more room by stepping back further. “You’re so easy to read, Baby.”

Panic crosses your face, eyes wide as tears pool in your eyes. Your ears burn hot, your hands covering them as humiliation builds inside you.

Fuck, Jimin curses.

“Correction, Crybaby. You’re easy to read because you’re my best friend. My best girl,” Jimin is in your space again, hugging you as he feels a few stray tears soak his shirt. “Shh, baby. I promise, he’s not as good as I am. He doesn’t know. Doesn’t see it, Baby.”

“Really?” you clear your throat, wet eyes meeting Jimin’s.

“Would I lie to you?” Jimin hums, kissing your forehead. He uses his thumbs to rub the last of your tears away.

“Never,” you answer automatically.

Jimin grins, kissing each of your cheeks. Your smile has him brightening further, kissing the tip of your nose as he hugs you, squeezing you until you gasp and he laughs.

“Do you want to go back in there or do you want to stay in here for a bit? Nobody will mind,” Jimin assures you as he grabs a bottle of water from the fridge, opening it before handing it to you.

Thanking him, you take a sip.

“I need to calm down and cool down,” you bite your lip, giggling.

“Whatever you need, Baby. It was hurting my back being stuffed into the loveseat like a sardine,” he chuckles as he rolls his head from side to side until his neck pops and he moans.

“I didn’t know the party had moved in here,” Taehyung smiles as he makes his way to you, arms around you in an instant.

“Tae!” you squeal when he kisses your cheek wetly. He giggles as he apologizes, sitting on the counter behind you as he takes a shot from the glass bottle beside him.

“We’re just hanging out in here for a bit,” Jimin shrugs nonchalantly and Tae nods, not asking any further questions when he notes the dried tears that linger on your cheeks.

“Cool, it’s a little stuffy on that couch,” Taehyung barks a laugh as he fans himself.

“Right?” Jimin agrees as he makes Taehyung scoot so he can climb onto the counter beside him, his perfect ass resting on the hard surface. Jimin pats his thigh to get you to come to him. You do so.

“So obedient,” Taehyung teases, eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Such a good girl,” Jimin praises, smirking, and you know they’re up to no good, but you love when they’re in their playful moods. It offers a distraction from your thoughts.

“Come,” Taehyung’s deep voice commands, and you do so. You stand in front of Jimin and Taehyung takes another shot, groaning when he swallows.

Jimin spreads his legs, taking your hand to pull you in between them.

“Hi,” you chirp, smiling at them.

“Hi,” Jimin chirps, mimicking your tone as he looks down at you. The back of his hand caresses your cheek gently, knuckles brushing against your lips when he changes his course and grips your chin with his thumb and index finger.

“Do you want a shot?” Jimin asks with his cheeky smile that denotes he’s up to no good, but you trust him and you were in search of a distraction after all.

“Yes,” you answer clearly and confidently. Jimin exchanges a look with his soulmate, a silent exchange between them.

“You heard our Crybaby, Tae.”

Taehyung nods, smiling at you. “Open up for us, Baby.”

You do so immediately. His tone makes your head spin and Jimin opens your mouth wider, praising you for being a good girl.

The alcohol fills your mouth and you swallow, wincing as it goes down your throat.

“What kind of debauchery are you two getting up to with my Crybaby?” Seokjin asks as he leans against the doorway. You smile when you see him, waving as Jimin moves you to the side so he can hop off the counter.

“Nothing now,” he winked, grabbing your hand and leading you out of the kitchen. Seokjin doesn’t bother to follow you, moving toward Taehyung to take a swig from the bottle, knowing well enough that he’s lost his seat.

Jimin leads you to the recliner, sitting in it first before pulling you beside him and covering your bodies with a blanket. Nobody says a word as the movie goes on, but you can feel the heat of Namjoon’s stare on you the rest of the night.

Falling in love with Namjoon scares you but only because he’s become just as special as your friends, if not more. You’re no longer afraid to spend time with him with no one to act as a buffer. In fact, you prefer spending time alone with him whenever the opportunity presents itself.

Today it’s just the two of you. You’d been cooped up all day in his house, watching movies and eating snacks.

It had been Namjoon’s idea to head to the park near his house for some air and you had agreed when you rose from the couch and your muscles felt stiff.

Okay, perhaps Namjoon also bribed you with ice cream after your walk.

“There’s a little creek right over there,” Namjoon points to a small bridge not too far from the both of you. The park isn’t as busy as usual, and you bet it has something to do with the dark clouds that have slowly blocked out any trace of sunlight.

“Do you think it’ll rain on us?” you ask as you follow Namjoon to the little bridge, looking into the creek when you get there. Namjoon hums in acknowledgement but is too busy taking pictures of the creek and a little squirrel that has come out of one of the trees that surround the area.

“Probably,” he finally answers as he looks up at the sky, only to feel a raindrop to hit him in the face.

It’s only a second later that you’re pelted with a few more raindrops and a crash of thunder.

“Fuck, let’s go!” Namjoon shouts, taking your hand in his as he leads you off the bridge and down the pathway that leads to the entrance of the park.

“We’re not gonna make it, Joon!” you laugh as you walk faster to try to keep up with his long strides.

“We might get a bit wet but we can shower when we get home,” Namjoon says easily but another crash of thunder hits and you jump. You weren’t a fan of thunderstorms, much less when you were caught outside.

“Joon!” you tremble as you squeeze his hand.

“We’re almost there, Baby. Just hold on a little longer, okay?” he asks softly and as you round a corner. Namjoon can see his home at the end of the block.

“You’re walking too fast,” you pout as you try to keep up and he slows his pace to not leave you behind.

A sheepish smile appears on his lips. “Sorry, Crybaby.”

You nod, swallowing thickly as you look up to the sky and see it’s gone dark, almost as if it were nighttime instead of mid-afternoon. You hate it; you hate it; you hate it!

Unfortunately, before you can reach Namjoon’s house, the rain picks up and soaks you both to the bone.

“Shit,” Namjoon curses. “Sorry, Crybaby. I should have checked the weather before we headed out.”

“It’s okay, just get me out of it,” you tell him as you pick up your pace, ignoring the slight ache in your calves. Namjoon easily keeps up with your new pace, thankful when you’re just a few houses down from his.

“You can shower first,” he promises as he unlocks the front gate, holding it open for you to pass through. You make your way to the front door, using your own house key to unlock it while Namjoon locks the gate and jogs to the porch to meet you.

“Finally,” you grumble as you kick off your wet shoes. Namjoon walks in after you, tripping over your shoes as he takes his off and shuts the front door.

“Well, that was a bust,” Namjoon chuckles as he runs a glistening wet hand through his wet hair. You smile softly at his words, nodding.

Even soaking wet, Namjoon still looks as hot as ever, perhaps even hotter. Namjoon shakes his hair. A few droplets land on your face and you whine, glaring at him.

“Whoops!”

“Whoops!” you mock when you grab your t-shirt and wring it over Namjoon’s feet.

A snort escaped Namjoon, cheeks pink when he covers his mouth as he laughs. His pretty eyes turn into crescents as he shakes his head. How far the two of you have come. He doesn’t think you would have dared doing anything like that just a few months ago, and yet, now he’s captivated by all these new sides of you. You’re like a blooming flower, slowly opening up to him more and more, and you’re incredibly beautiful.

“Let’s get you washed up, Crybaby. Go start the shower and I’ll get you some clothes.” Namjoon pushes you toward the bathroom, leaving you to your own devices as he heads to his bedroom.

There’s a drawer in his room with a few of your belongings. He picks out a pair of leggings and socks for you to wear before he heads to his closet to grab one of his oversized hoodies for you. He hopes the lights won’t go out during the storm. He’d hate for you to be cold.

“Crybaby?” Namjoon calls as he knocks on the bathroom door. The shower is running, and he hopes you haven’t gotten in yet.

A moment later, the door opens and you stick your hand out to take the clothes from him.

“Thanks, Joon!”

“I’ll bring you a warm towel in five minutes. I’ll set it on the counter,” he informs you before you shut the door and thank him again.

Namjoon heads to the linen closet, taking two towels and throwing them in the dryer for a few minutes. He stops in front of the washer to throw his soaked shirt into it. He unbuttons his pants, almost taking them off before he grabs a towel off the shelf and dries off as best as he can as the dryer goes off.

Quickly, he folds the two towels meant for you and takes them to the bathroom, gently knocking and waiting for your permission before he enters.

Namjoon sets the towels on the counter before he heads back to his bedroom, grabbing a few extra blankets to set on his bed for after your shower.

Jungkook will be at work until later, and Yoongi will probably come over to make dinner. The two of you had planned to laze around until their return. Maybe you can squeeze in a nap or a movie in between.

While you shower, Namjoon goes to the kitchen to make some hot chocolate, putting an even amount of mini marshmallows on top.

When you’re done with your shower and getting dressed, you join Namjoon in the kitchen, thanking him for making you a drink after you blatantly check him out. His back is so broad and muscular, his golden skin is still wet from the rain as a few droplets cling onto him for dear life. You’ve never been jealous of a raindrop before… hmm.

“Sure thing, Baby,” he grins, kissing your cheek as he goes to walk past you. He doesn’t notice the way you hide your smile in your favorite mug, cheeks flushed with heat.

Once your drink is gone, and your mug washed and dried, you head to Namjoon’s bedroom. You crawl under the blankets, tugging them up to your chest as you wait for him to join you. The lights flicker once and you hold your breath, silently praying they don’t go out.

“Sorry,” Joon smiles, embarrassed, as he steps into his bedroom. He’s shirtless with a towel draped over his shoulder, one hand ruffling his wet hair in a poor attempt to dry it.

“I forgot to grab a shirt,” he says as you stare up at the ceiling, refusing to ogle his muscular figure. You daydream enough about him, seeing him in person will just make you combust. You’re already warm enough from the hoodie and the blankets, you can’t have your arousal making your temperature spike and cause concern.

However, Namjoon smirks, noting the way you try to sneak a peek from the corner of your eye, squealing when you get caught.

Moments later, Namjoon joins you on the bed. He frowns when the lights flicker again and he turns the bedside lamp on. He can’t do anything if the lights go out, but for now, he can have a bit of light in the bedroom until you fall asleep.

“Anything you wanna watch, baby?” Namjoon asks as he turns his TV on, selects an app, and opens the search bar.

“Whatever you want is fine,” you answer as you scoot closer to him, trying to read the titles on the screen. Namjoon leans over to the bedside table, grabbing his glasses so he can see better.

Namjoon selects a show he knows you’ve binged before, putting it on for some background noise as another roll of thunder fills the air. You try not to get scared, but you fidget closer to Namjoon. He wraps an arm around you, rubbing your back in soothing circles as you do your best to focus on the TV.

“I’ve got you,” Namjoon whispers as he holds you in his arms. You tremble at another crash of thunder, making the TV inaudible. You loathe thunderstorms and absolutely despise them and any loud noises.

Namjoon hates the way there’s nothing he can do to comfort you besides hold you. He’s tried a variety of things to ease you through the storms and it’s usually Jungkook and Yoongi you seek for comfort. They’re both working and can’t leave for this storm and Namjoon wishes he could help, but he’s at a loss.

Jungkook sits in his office, gnawing on his bottom lip as he looks out the window. The sky has rapidly gone dark, and he knows you’ll be terrified when the storm hits if it hasn’t already.

Yoongi texts him, asking if he’s doing okay. Jungkook responds immediately, assuring his boyfriend that he’s fine before hiding his phone between his thighs, not wanting to get caught texting minutes before he’s due to clock out.

Worry fills his belly as rain begins to pelt the windowpanes and he sighs. He’s sent multiple texts to you and Namjoon, but all have gone unanswered. Are you okay? Do you need him? Is Namjoon with you? Are you alone? Is anyone else with you?

Jungkook doesn’t know, and not knowing is what’s sending him up the wall. He’s been unable to focus on anything else since the dark clouds took over the sky, drowning every bit of sunshine. The temperature has also dropped, according to his weather app, and he’s not looking forward to going outside and getting soaked before he can reach his car in the parking lot.

Annoyed, Jungkook stares at the clock on his computer until his shift ends and he’s startling his coworkers when he stands upright without a second thought. He grabs his belongings and heads to the small clock out machine. He sticks his thumb on the reader and waits for the confirmation to show on the screen before he heads out, his phone glued to his ear.

“Come on, Crybaby. Answer your phone,” he pleads as his brows furrowed with worry. He bites his lip as he steps aside, waiting under the awning as the phone heads to voicemail.

His next phone call is to his brother, but the line rings and rings before it goes to voicemail as well. With a petulant frown, Jungkook shoves his phone in his pocket before running to his car, unlocking it quickly so he can get inside.

Opening the group chat, Jungkook asks if anyone is with you. All his friends respond with a negative before he hopes that Joon’s lack of response is due to him being with you as thunder bellows in the sky.

Back home, Namjoon wakes to the sound of you crying. You’re trying to hide your face under the blanket to muffle your sounds, but Namjoon just pulls you closer.

“I’m right here, baby. I’ve got you. I won’t let anything happen to you, I swear.” His words comfort you, his warmth drawing you in as you sniffle and wipe your tears away. Namjoon kisses your forehead, planting a kiss on each of your cheeks after. He only hesitates for a second before he’s kissing the corner of your mouth and all your fears are thrown to the back of your mind as your eyes widen and a smile graces your face for the first time since the storm began.

“Sleep some more, baby. I’ll be right here,” Namjoon says softly, his hand gently caressing your face as you nod and wrap yourself up in him, inhaling his subtle scent and shutting your eyes.

Namjoon knows he’s in deep. He’s always found you beautiful, but getting to know you and learning about you has skyrocketed him headfirst into love. His tiny crush on you has grown into a simmer of love that threatens to overfill his heart.

He’s not sure how much longer he can keep his feelings to himself and despite his brother’s encouragement, he’s too scared to say something.

What if he’s wrong?

What if you don’t see him as anything more than a friend?

Would you shut him out?

Namjoon’s not sure if he’s willing to risk it all…

With those dark thoughts in his head, Namjoon struggles to fall asleep, but eventually his eyes grow too heavy and he’s sleeping soundly.

Jungkook is a ball of nerves when he steps onto his front porch, shaking off his coat as he opens the door.

Silence greets him, and it does little to soothe his worries as he kicks his shoes off. He notes how yours sits beside his brother’s and he has hope as he walks down the hallway.

Jungkook sticks his head in his bedroom, surprised to see that it’s empty before he turns on his heel and barrels toward Namjoon’s. He pauses at the door, frozen in his spot as he sees you curled into Namjoon’s chest.

The storm has passed since Jungkook headed home, the brunt of it being in your area, and he knows you must have been scared. He’s grateful that his brother was around to comfort you and his heart melts at the sight of you two. It’s been a long time coming, and he knew the two of you fit together like two puzzle pieces.

With a smile, Jungkook is taking his phone out to take a picture of the two of you. He’ll send it to his group chat later to coo about the two of you. For now, he steps back into the hallway as quietly as possible, not wanting to disturb you.

Perhaps this was the start of something amazing.

thank you for reading! ♡ if you liked it, please let me know! 💌

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[fnaffersblog]

Okay hold on HOLd UP

Spoilers below for 'Earth's ORIGIN STORY in VRCHAT'

Trigger Warning below cut for: Cursing

Not five seconds after making a 'LUNAR!!!' post we get Earth lore, I am being fed today on the richest of content.

Look look look I get it The Princess and the Pauper movie is great but you cannot go wrong with Barbie and the Magic of Pegasus okay? Alright? This is now. This is now a Barbie and the Magic of Pegasus blog alright? In this house we love Barbie and the Ma

Princess and the Pauper came out in 2004 for anyone who was also wondering, but didn't look it up.

Lol.

The return of the true villain of the series: That one fuckin bouncy, physics defying plush cylinder in the theater.

The music change had me wheezing, the fucking dramatic chase music for this bouncy toy.

Followed by all three of them legitimately walking around trying to catch the damn thing.

I'd love to see an episode where they have a discussion, like a serious discussion or something in the theater, and someone throws the toy and it just bounces around forever while they're having a serious talk, and it's played completely straight the thing is bouncing and no one addresses it or tries to catch it this is wishful thinking but the idea had me laughing so hard i forgot hwo to use punctuation

Sun and Moon sitting down on the little plushies seats like kids listening to story time was so cute.

"You will refer to me as Creator" "Hello Father!" "That works as well I suppose!"

It's strange seeing how... kind? The creator is towards Earth. Like, he's always been kinder to Earth than he has been to Sun or Moon or Killcode, but it's still weird. Like, he lets her decorate her room and got her movies in preparation for her activation, and doesn't get upset when she calls him father, and he's gentle when he asks her to leave them at the end.

"I abandoned mortal flesh for eternal life as a brain!" "Oooh! That seems clever!" Lol

Huh a Garbage Guy.

...

BLOODMOON'S GARBAGE GUY??? HWAT????WHAT>>>???

I like... whatever is going on between Garbage Guy and the Creator. Like, GG is so annoyed with the Creator, but he's speaking so casually to him? Exasperated with the Creators antics. They're like... a goddamn sitcom couple or something. The Creator gives no shits about this guy's irritation. They remind me of Chatot and Wigglytuff from PMD:EoS.

So, Earth was activated around November-December 2022, during the Bloodmoon arc. She showed up in... April? I think? Late March, early April? Though she said she got lost trying to find the daycare/Sun and Moon, so she left/was sent away from the Creator sometime just before that.

Also, whos they? Fazbears? Sun and Moon? Some third party? Why would they get shut down? I may have missed something. I assume it's Fazbear's inc the two of them are talking about.

Earth raising her hand to ask questions.

They have a connected background??? The Creator got the garbage can stuck on this guys head?? Did he make him immortal too, or did he just get hired because he was immortal? What's the dealio with these two?

"Why do you have a trash can on your head?"

"Why don't we ask your Creator, hmm?"

*THE EYE*

"Can you not, with the whole brain eye thing!?"

"IT WAS UNINTENTIONAL!"

I'm crying it was mostlikely a misclick im crying that was so funny

"Um. You see. It's a, um, fashion trend that he's trying from another country."

"Oh fashion trend today is it?"

WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE ARE THEY DIVORCED WHAT AM I LOOKING AT This can't be just me can it?? I want more of it.

"Too bad. My lab." LOL

"I acquired the entire collection of Barbie movies!"

Creator enforces gender 'norms'. Asshole!

I know there's other things happening this episode but. "Was that all?"

"Nooo I wanted to ask you TAKE THIS DAMN THING OFF MY HEAD!"

Also is that the Arthur jingle? Like, the scene transition jingle from Arthur? That's what it sounds like.

"He could see?!" THAT'S what you're taking away from this Moon????

Earth out here being very right about the Barbie Rapunzel movie too, that magic paintbrush was banger, I wanted one too.

This episode was fuckin' fun. So many good quotes, I was laughing the WHOLE time. Also we might have a set up/ worldbuilding for the Creator's enemies and also more Creator and Garbage Guy stuff. Still wondering if he's dead. StG Killcode mentioned putting him to eternal rest at one point.

Also the thumbnail, again the thumbnail! IT's so pretty! The details are amazing, I wish I could look at them closer somewhere. Do we know yet who does them? I've seen suggestions in the comments of both videos featuring art so far that these new ones are done by Kiwi_Artz, but they aren't credited in the descriptions and they haven't post the thumbnails on Twitter anywhere. :(

I feel like this will most likely be the last calm episode before the 16th. This feels like a 'calm before the storm' situation and I cANNOT wait. 9 days till the 16th, that's probably 4-6 lore episodes/ 5-6 VRCHAT episodes, presuming anything is going to happen on the 16th. I'm both not ready for it, and 100% ready for it.

#fafferchat #fafferlivereacts #sams #tsams #sun and moon show #sams spoilers #tsams spoilers #mostly just talking bout the fun stuff today #there's lore but the laughs are what got me #:)

[tex-treasures]

Happy New Year!!!

Howdy y'all! This is my favorite holiday! It's about renewal, it's a fresh look into what could be, another chance, another year to accomplish all the things you dreamed to do and see and visit the places you wanted to go... My wish for you, if you're reading this, is that you find success and joy in this new year.

May 2023 be kinder to us all than 2022 ♡

Taglist (to be added, see this post. To be removed, send an Ask): @selfshipstorm @stanczyk-selfships @ratchlite @knightfallships @basilships @mercuryships @ode-to-joie @sugar-and-pearls @secretsappyabode @cyberwoman @discountwife @flowerbeds-and-fairywings @starlight-avenue @jaimesbeloved @squips-ship @winds-beloved @rexscanonwife @morexlapis @owenharpersbitchmalewife @hadegal16 @lc-39a @heebiecreepies @limey-self-inserts @in-true-blue-love

Alternate versions plus sketch under the cut:

#tex draws #okay to rb!! #kindled spirits | kabu #pokemon selfship #I'm proud of myself for getting through 2022. so much has happened and I'm doing my best to make the future i want for myself

[saintsgrrl]

💌 to my beloved mutuals whom i hold very close to my heart:

tbh i have no idea how to start this (i am shitting my pants as we speak 💀) but for those who don't recognize me, you may know me as august, cherry or ryu (it's fine if you don't recognize me tbh it's my fault for switching names every other week 😭). this is my second year with all of you lovely people despite not being online that often this year and not checking on all of you as much as i should've (and im so so sorry for that).

but it's the last day of 2022 and i just want to thank each and every single one of you for being with me throughout this entire year. i don't think i could've pulled through if it wasn't for y'all. and yk it doesn't even matter if we interacted or not, just seeing your reblogs and posts on my dashboard makes me feel so happy. and i know this year was wayy different than the last since most of us also weren't online that often but the love i have for y'all remains the same :') anywayy, my point is that i love all of you very much and in a way, y'all have become my family and i'm immensely grateful for that <33 i seriously wouldn't know what i'd do without y'all.

i hope that 2023 is more kinder to y'all (if not im resorting to murder /hj). idk about you but this year was so shit don't even get me started omfg 😭 but anyway, what i want to say is that if y'all ever want someone to talk to (about anything and everything) im always here for y'all. you guys have been there at my lowest so the least i can do is be there for y'all whenever you want/need me to :')

happy new year, my beloved mutuals <33 i love all of you so, so much :))

@nevsky @chvs @chuuy-a @the-unhinged-fanwing @cryingrainbowsandrocksongs @im-in-love-w-the-way-u-hate-me @dramatic-and-damned @existential-dread-in-the-am @elvearryn @slvt-nuggest @laidback-cookie @dancingastralwitch @fierreth-who @nakaharaswife @lucysteeli @loverrr-girl @adultkiddo @fyodor-the-whore @tecchous-thicc-buttocks @f0undationsofd3cay @alexanderthepatrochillestrash and @anyone who's reading this ilysm <3

#hopefully this wasn't cringe or uncomfortable or im literally going to sob my eyeballs out agrhgahrgdh #ALSO I USE 'Y'ALL' SO MUCH WTF 😭

[blind-royal-guardian]

Happy Holidays 2022

May the world be kinder to us all

#final fantasy 15 #ffxv #blindroyalguardian #digital sketch #digital art #digital illustration #final fantasy xv #gladio #gladio amicitia #Christmas ffxv #not completely safe for work #about time I got around to a new Christmas drawing

[dreamingofyeo]

Crescent: chapter 4 ☾⋆⁺₊✧

Passage to Reynyr

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You both slowly bring your hands up in a show of submission and then freeze. You can feel your heart trying to explode from your ribcage, all of this was for nothing. You're doing to die anyway.

You force your racing thoughts to into silence to attempt to figure a way out of this precarious situation, Hongjoong beats you to the punch though. 

"We mean no harm, we are not threats." he states clearly, in a tone indicating ultimate submission of power in the situation. 

The archer facing Hongjoong arches a questioning brow at him. He has blonde hair reaching his shoulders with half tied delicately at the back of his head. His features are nothing short of ethereal. He almost doesn't seem human, as if on cue you spot the slight point in his ears and subtly shining vine tattoos reaching out of his collar up his neck. Elf. Makes sense considering how they snuck up on you and a bandit of all people. 

"It is hard to put any belief in those words considering your poorly hidden intentions to steal from us." he points out, hands on his bow not so much as twitching. 

You decide to risk speaking next, looking between the long haired elf and his partner, who is equally if not more mesmerising. They appear rather similar except he is slightly shorter and his own hair stops at the nape of his neck in a slight mullet. Possibly brothers? His features are softer than his partner's, his eyes exude a degree of kindness- or more so the capacity for such a thing considering how his arrow has not left its target. 

"We truly apologise, it was a foolish and selfish suggestion to take the rabbit, before that point we had merely been observing the mechanics of the trap so we could create our own. We were simply unsure of when we would eat properly again, the temptation became too great and formed a suggestion, for which I sincerely apologise."

The slight flicker of understanding in the eyes of the elf opposite you all but confirm your suspicions of him being a kind soul behind his defences. He exhibits feelings of pure warmth despite his raised bow. You decide that your best bet would be to address him as much as possible without appearing rude to his partner. 

"State your business in our territory." the more intimidating of the two practically spits. 

Hongjoong takes a moment to assess the best course of action before replying calmly, "we were not aware of this being anyones territory, for that we also sincerely apologise. We fled Igoras last night, for personal reasons. Considering the kingdom's fear of the northwest we assumed it would be the safest route, we're simply passing through." he concludes. 

The kinder elf speaks now, and his voice practically melts you, it is utterly mellifluous. 

"That is understandable, however we cannot in good conscience allow you to pass through without knowledge of why you fled, personal or not. It is too great of a risk for our people." 

Yep, definitely a kind soul. You exchange a questioning look with Hongjoong, it is not your place to answer this for him. He offers you a reassuring smile and replies carefully.

"Understood, Igoras is a barbaric kingdom as you may know. My upbringing was far from acceptable in their eyes and though I turned from that life long ago, my previous partner had no trouble turning me in. I was due for execution but I escaped, I found refuge with Arla. I hadn't considered the position it would put her in so she'd seen coming with me as the safest option. Her other reasons are not my place to discuss and are irrelevant details for your understanding." He finishes with an edge of finality in his tone, of which you are grateful for. 

The two elves exchange a quick glance, unspoken words filling the air for a moment before lowering their bows. The kinder of the two speaks.

"That could be a true account, and though I don't personally doubt your words, we cannot risk letting you past without first consulting our people. You will come with us. You will not be harmed, that is not our way. You will either be sent on your way, or accompanied to the edge of our borders and have your memories altered in order to protect our people if you bring about any form of suspicion. Our weapons are purely defensive, we will need you both to hand over your own for the time being." their postures are still defensive but more open than before.

You reply as calmly as you can considering the wave of relief crashing over you. "Thank you, that will be perfectly fine." 

Hongjoong also offers his thanks and the two of you hand over your daggers before he asks, "may we have your names please?" 

The elves once again glance at each other and nod, the taller of the two speaking. "My name is Hyunjin, my partner is Felix, We know your friend to be Arla but what of you?" 

"My name is Hongjoong, pleasure to make your acquaintance." 

The formality in his tone catches you slightly of guard, if this were a less nerve wracking time you might've had to suppress a laugh. Instead you offer a timid "likewise." towards the two, to which they return passive nods. 

~~~ 🎶

The walk to the elven kingdom is like something out of a fever dream, it's utterly beautiful. You'd passed through a short cave system and emerged into a part of the forest which was surely enchanted. The colours are bright but not jarring, soft yet vibrant. The butterflies you'd seen previously clearly reside here considering their sudden abundance. Waterfalls and streams litter the area, with all manner of wildlife visible through the foliage if you observe long enough. 

A stag is drinking from a stream to your left, he raises his head and gives you an almost human look of curiosity. To your shock, he doesn't startle, in fact he comes closer to you. You halt and tug lightly on Hongjoong's sleeve, pointing out the incredible sight, his features match your own wonder. 

Felix spots this and closes the distance to you both, "They do not fear us, we give them no reason to. Every animal in Reynyr borders is under the elves protection." 

You nod with understanding yet are quickly confused as you remember the trap, Felix must pick up on the inconsistency of his words as he continues,

"The animal in the trap you came across is not for us, we have an alliance within our borders which we cannot disclose until you're trusted more, they require meat so we supply it for them so they do not accidentally harm the animals in this area."

You nod with affirmation, you cannot bring yourself to form words as the stag is now inches from you, delicately smelling your hand. With the other hand, you tentatively reach out and as gently as you can, stroke the coarse coat between his eyes. He closes them and basks in the soft feeling before nudging you slightly and walking away, back to his spot at the stream. You let out a soft "wow." under your breath. 

Hyunjin lets out a curt yet slightly teasing laugh. "You've seen nothing yet."

You can't imagine you'll disagree with him. 

As the four of you continue walking you realise that there are many other elves above you, delicately perched or silently running across the branches. Observing this, that must be how Felix and Hyunjin snuck up on you so easily. They each move with unmatched grace and precision, one suddenly leaps from a particularly high branch causing your breath to catch in your throat. To your utter shock, wings suddenly sprout from her shoulder blades and carry her through the air over and past your heads . The gust of air the powerful movements expel hits you all, fanning your hair for a moment before she is no longer visible in your vision. The only evidence she was ever there is the look of wonder plastered on Hongjoong's face once more. 

The markings decorating Hyunjin and Felix's necks are now practically glowing and you can't help but gaze at them. The once dull vines now standing out beautifully against their skin, they twist in a beautiful pattern and you wonder what the full markings look like. Their eyes are brighter here, you wonder if being in this part of the forest amplifies their magic. Felix catches you staring with a playful smirk and you look away, a faint blush dusting your features which he can't help but find endearing. 

You all finally reach a clearing in the forest and you can't help but gasp. There are staircases winding up trees which seem larger than life, lanterns faintly glowing in the now fading day light illuminating the paths to the treetop balconies and buildings.  From what you can see, it's an incredibly open space, with vine covered railings and few walls to keep out the elements. It is truly gorgeous, seemingly the very embodiment of serenity. 

As you walk up the staircase, the reality dawns on you suddenly and you feel a spike of anxiety towards the situation. Felix said they would not harm you but you cannot help but feel on edge. Hongjoong seems to catch onto your sudden withdrawal from excitedly looking around at anything and everything and runs a comforting hand up and down your back for a moment. The movement catches you completely off guard effectively silencing your worries as you process the action. You don't know how to feel about the physical touch but a part of you resists the urge to smile. 

Felix turns slightly to you before speaking in a hushed tone, "we're going to see our leader, Fraija. He will decide where we go from here. Watch your words and tone with him, being in his presence demands your respect."

You swallow the forming lump in your throat at his words, the feelings of anxiety resurfacing. 

When you reach the top of the stairs you are greeted by a pair of untrusting, sharp green eyes. The pair of elves in front of you bow with an arm to their chest, you exchange a glance with Hongjoong before both replicating the show of respect. The elf which must be none other than Fraija turns and walks to the centre of the space you're now in, so gracefully that it is as if he's floating rather than walking. 

"Who are these humans and why have you brought them to me?" He questions, the authority thick in his voice. 

Hyunjin answers, clearly the more confident in front of the intimating figure considering Felix's rather tense form.

"We found them within our territory near the passage to Reynyr. Their names are Hongjoong and Arla, they claim to not be threats to us. They say they're passing through the northwest with the aim of escaping Igoras. We thought the best course of action would be for you to asses their level of threat. Should we have been inaccurate in our judgement, the cost would be too great for the risk to do anything otherwise." he concludes, the tension in your form easing slightly at his subtle admission that he believed you.

The elven leader nods, slightly distant eyes displaying him to be deep in thought before he replies. "Then you were right to do so." he turns to Hongjoong, "Tell me, what are your intentions once you cross our borders."

Hongjoong hesitates slightly, "Truthfully we do not have any as of yet, our goal at the present time is to simply evade any igorian search parties." 

Fraija nods in acknowledgment at this, and turns back to Hyunjin and Felix with an unreadable expression. "Then they may be of use to us. Until I decide exactly how, they will be your responsibilities considering you brought them here. I will keep you both informed when necessary as to how our plans will be adapted."

<-chapter 3 ~ chapter 5->

taglist:

#ateez san #ateez fanfic #ateez x reader #ateez yunho #ateez jongho #ateez seonghwa #ateez hongjoong #ateez yeosang #ateez mingi #ateez wooyoung

[blytheofbblythe]

Moms Who Smut

Where has this been all my (reading) life!?

Being a mom is a trip.

Being a married mom is busy.

Being a married mom with a full time job is chaotic.

Being a married mom with a full time job and a newfound love for smut/smutty fanfics is life.

I've been at this mom gig for about 12 years now if we factor in some pregnancy time, it is definitely my life's work and I truly love these little beings that we built. DIY and shit, we made those from scratch, y'all!

One of the tough things about motherhood is sinking to the bottom of the list, inevitably. I mean, maybe I'm doing it wrong but I've yet to come across a mom who doesn't feel this way. Sure, there are moments and girls' trips but on the whole, I'll put everyone in my family before myself on the day to day. I'm not entirely sure who I am anymore if we're being honest.

A turning point came in 2022, a friend of mine recommended a book that had a little spice in it. Listen, aside from some Danielle Steel in my teen years, I'd never really read anything with purposeful spice. It was really cute actually because once I dove in further, my first "naughty" book was basically Kinder-spice. The 6th Spice Girl who wears kitten heels but probably has some silk panties underneath her jean skirt and did some heavy petting in High School.

Next came ACOTAR, a true rite of passage, obviously. They were devoured in a week's time, Rhys was deemed my book boyfriend, I joined all the Fandom pages, HOOKED.

From there I went from reading 0-1 books per year (down from the 25ish I read prior to motherhood) to finishing 112 in 2022 alone.

Downtime that was once spent watching reality TV morphed into reading... The Kindle app on my phone means I'm reading at red lights, in waiting rooms, etc. I could not get enough!

Fast forward a bit.

I'm an avid Harry Potter fan, the nerd flag runs DEEP.

In knowing this, aforementioned friend convinces me to read a Dramione fanfic for the first time since Cursed Child. Let's politely resign to saying that CC did not leave a lasting impression, thus causing me to assume Fanfic wasn't for me. So I crack open this little Fic you may have heard of, Manacled, and dig in.

Fuck. My. Life.

That story ruined me, it split my mind wide open and shredded my heart into a thousand pieces. I neglected my family for 2 days and barely slept, coming out on the other side a changed woman.

Let's pause to acknowledge Senlinyu's complete Goddess status, her talent is unparalleled and she deserves every ounce of gushing the world has to offer. Manacled, is a work of art.

Manacled is how I got here... Well, technically my lovely friend is how I got here but Manacled lit a candle in the darkest corner of my mind, an area that had been collecting dust for quite awhile.

Now I'm months into my Dramione journey with zero plans of leaving anytime soon. I'm tearing through fics weekly, starting spreadsheets to keep track, and now my own works are slowly coming to life. Yes, I am googling things like "How to best utilize Tumblr" and "How do I create traction in AO3" like the fucking dinosaur I am... But I'm so happy. My mind is alight and writing again feels like coming home. Reading about Draco and Hermione literally fills my cup, it's bloody pathetic but I'm not sorry.

Now I notice little smutlings all around me! How long have you bitches been hiding this from me!? Where has this been all my reading life!?

If you're momming so hard and need an easy hobby, fucking run (digitally) to the Kindle App and download some smut. Seriously, join whatever pages you ned for recs if you don't have someone to help you- light the fire.

If you enjoy fandom, explore archiveofourown.org, there are some absolutely amazing (and hot) stories there for every fandom under the sun.

And if you are an avid Harry Potter fan looking to turn it up 75 notches with the best character building you've ever seen, come find us. Join us. You won't regret it.

#dramione #smut #harry potter #mommy k!nk #momlife #motherhood #reading smut #ACOTAR #ao3 stuff

[dancingastralwitch]

It's still an hour before new years

This year was absolutely exhausting, draining, and felt like a lifetime-in-a-minute. Time really flies! But! But! I'm sure the next one will be kinder. May we live and laugh and love more next year! I hope that we'll step out of 2022 stronger and more hopeful, even if not necessarily right now.

We have time. And I hope we'll have even more time next year: time for fun, for art, for music, for love— and whatever our hearts desire!

Keep your heads high and your hearts open, and I'm sure all good will come to us too!

I love all of you guys so so much, and, happy new year!

♪

@adultkiddo @im-in-love-w-the-way-u-hate-me @dramatic-and-damned @boombboi @countingsunflowerpetals @chvs @chuuy-a @elvearryn @fyodor-the-whore @fierreth-who @flower-of-darkness @jessbeinme15 @the-daiz @morningst4rr @nakaharaswife @nevsky @nolongerhitori @panic-at-the-gender @sad-bhalu @tfischaitea @ranpoismyblorbo and everyone else who took the time to read this!

#sorry if i sound cringe I'm trying my best #i hope the positivity got to y'all too tho #<3333 #⛅posts

[dk-thrive]

Because I really believe in the mercurial chargeability of our souls.

"But I’m — as I age, becoming more and more all elbows when someone is like, you’re this or you’re that, or I’m this or I’m that. Because I really believe in the mercurial chargeability of our souls. And I’m counting on it to save us again and again is that we can change. And that we can shift. And that we can make decisions that will make us feel wholer and make us feel more complete. And in doing so, we might be better people and kinder to each other."

— Ada Limón, from “Ezra Klein Interviews Ada Limón” (Ezra Klein Show, May 24, 2022)

#Ezra Klein #age #different #unique #change #adjust #whole #kinder #gentler #human #empathy

[pendragaryen]

Happy new year's eve and all the best, most of all lots of health, to all of you, my dear followers, mutuals and friends. May 2023 be better to us, much healthier, more peaceful and lucky than 2022. 🍀🍀🍀🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

Yesterday suddenly my little dwarf hamster fell ill. He sneaks around very slowly with his little eyes half-way closed and he eats and drinks almost nothing anymore. This came so out of the blue. He's just a tiny bit over a year old now. The life expectancy for dwarf hammies is about two years. I thought we got more time together... It's hard to see him like this, like it always does with every little hamster friend I've had before too, but he sleeps most of the time, he even falls asleep while eating a bit. And he sleeps peacefully and calm, he doesn't make any sounds of discomfort. So I hope he's just taking more well deserved rests now. Consulting a doctor would be far too stressful for such a tiny animal like him and in his state as it is now. So I just try to get it as comfortable as possible for him. Sleep my dear Bobby. Sleep. And I hope it will be painless for you in the end.🥺😢😞

And of course this has to happen in a time, where my sister has to fight down her only recently discovered cancer desease... wtf... Can it please STOP already? All of that pain? I don't want it anymore. My own health is a huge construction site either, which makes nothing better...

Oh god i have so many hopes and wishes for the upcoming new year, you have no idea. Please, PLEASE, let 2023 be kinder to us all! PLEASE! 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻💪🏻✊🏻🕯🕯🕯🍀🍀🍀🍀

Anyway... too much about me. More about/for you: I include each and everyone in my wishes for the new year tonight and please have a good time with your loved ones and a very happy start of the new year then! Thank you for all your patience with me, your kind and empathetic words throughout the last weeks and months (since everything was getting worse for me since july, where my own endometriosis desease started to get much more painful and the first steps to another surgery were taken). Thank you, you are the kindest bunch of people someone can know on the internet, I mean it. Lots of love and hugs, dear fam!

See you on the other side😘 (Also: I did a thing to cheer myself up a bit today...😇👇🏻🤫 Disclaimer: The original photo is not mine.)

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[demonscantgothere]

Beasts of the Hill and Serpents of the Den by Helholden - Chapter 18: A Kinder Touch [NSFW]

Werewolf Sauron/Beauty and the Beast AU. Takes place during the First Age on an alternate timeline on the island of Tol-in-Gaurhoth, the Isle of Werewolves, one of Sauron's former strongholds. Instead of sending his wolves out to kill Finrod, Sauron demands an exchange for his life. Galadriel offers herself.

Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power (TV 2022), The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien

Warnings: Explicit, No Archive Warnings Apply, F/M, Work in Progress

Relationship(s): Galadriel/Sauron, Galadriel/Halbrand

Tags: Alternate Universe - Beauty and the Beast Fusion, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, First Age, Alternate Timelines, Beauty and the Beast Elements, Werewolves, Magic, Kidnapping, Seduction, Power Imbalance, Conversations, Walks In The Park, Ballroom Dancing, Bathing/Washing, Voyeurism, Dirty Talk, Sharing Body Heat, Sharing a Bed, Tenderness, Vulnerability, Cuddling & Snuggling, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Mind Sex, Dream Sex, Bad BDSM Etiquette, BDSM, Bondage and Discipline, Dom/sub, Dom/sub Play, Power Play, Blindfolds, Sensory Deprivation, Praise Kink, Body Worship, Rough Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Spanking, Biting, Breathplay, Master/Servant, Master/Pet, Possessive Behavior, Porn With Plot, Soul Bond, Vampires, Good versus Evil, Good and Evil, Hunters & Hunting, Swords & Sorcery, Silmarils, Sauron Being an Asshole, Sauron Kidnaps Galadriel and Seduces Her, Finrod Will Show Up Again Later with Beren and Co. and Try to Rescue Galadriel, A Silmaril is My Version of the Enchanted Rose Just Run with It You'll See

Chapter Summary:

“I may need your help with this part,” he admitted out loud, still surveying the necklace, before he laid it back down upon the soft cloth of the worktable with such care, dragging the piece until it rested flat in place.

“What part is that?” Galadriel inquired, her eyes rising to his face. Halbrand glanced at her, a small curl at the corner of his lips. A barely there smile of amusement.

“I got the idea from our conversation in the garden of,” Halbrand paused, an eyebrow arching upward, “usefulness and purpose. You said jewelry could serve a purpose, and it got me to thinking. A piece of jewelry fashioned as a shield with magical properties. Nothing extravagant, but still useful. We could imbue it with preservation magic. Protection magic. Something your people are well-known for,” he added, aiming a pointed look at her. “My own ability to imbue it may not work. I am a bit . . . rusty in those areas.”

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[danpuff-ao3]

2022 ✅

2022 was a wild ride! My biggest goal for this year was to work on self-care. Of course, self-care is much harder than it sounds. There is no on/off switch. Looking back, I almost want to say I failed my goal, but really...I was learning the whole time. And I've made improvements. That's not failure. I was dedicated to my goal, even when I was slipping up.

This year, I dropped fests as needed, rather than driving myself to a breakdown in the rush to compete them. (Though I did stick with it to hair-pulling, head-smashing degrees for Thon. Oops.) I reached out for help when I needed it. (Or at least, I tried. And at times, succeeded!) I had people look at my in-progress works. I asked for help running my Snarry server. I reached out in my low moments for the support.

I called into work when I wasn't feeling well. And when I was in desperate need of mental health days, I took those, too. I used more of my PTO, for necessary (health and wellness) reasons, and also fun reasons (my birthday week, a trip to New Orleans, my partner's birthday week.) I finally sought help for an issue I've long-suspected, and was diagnosed with ADHD! And...other issues. That I did not suspect. I started new medications. I decided to try therapy again. My partner and I are even (finally!) decluttering and reorganizing our apartment. I have my very own work area now! (What would be the dining room if we actually used a dining room.)

There is still a long way to go. And a lot that I struggle with. But I'm committed to the journey. And the most important thing I've been working on is being kinder to myself, and recognizing more of my own accomplishments. My plan was to have an end-of-year fic list with all the fics I worked on this year. (UPDATE: I did that, too: here.) Only...I worked on much more than fanfiction this year! Just in the realm of fandom I've done a lot! And just like "laundry" is a win, even on a day I meant to do "dishes", all of my meta and rec lists and podcast episodes count, too. My fic number is lower than some years, but I've not been twiddling my thumbs! So if you feel like seeing what I was up to (fandom-wise) this year, read on! Or rather: click on. Apparently my full list was too many characters and towards the end Tumblr could no longer save more. Instead, I've posted my projects by quarter, and broken down by month in each list. Here are the links!

First Quarter: January - February - March

Second Quarter: April - May - June

Third Quarter: July - August - September

Fourth Quarter: October - November - December

#danpuff stuff #personal #fandom #list #links #2022 #proud of me!! #i did a dang lot!!

[stealyourblorbos]

My Artist Wrapped for 2022! Template by the wonderful Sabattons on twt. Thanks for the love and support through this crazy year, you guys are truly the best. May the coming 2023 be kinder to all of us.

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