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tojisblunt · 3 years

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OVERSTIMULATION HCS — genshin edition.

hcs — original, not requested.

AUTHOR’S NOTE. my first genshin work... hehe im so very excited to get back into the writing game ^_^

CHARACTERS. diluc, dainsleif, zhongli, xiao.

+ includes. overstimulation (duh...), daddy kink, size kink, squirting, multiple orgasms, fingering, slapping, mean!xiao, praise, edging

PLEASE KEEP IN MIND THAT I AM A DARK CONTENT BLOG.

— DILUC.

he overstimulates you because he’s not even aware of it in the first place.

diluc is a certified himbo, i swear. he loves u so much and would do anything for your pleasure.

but the thing is.......he’s too focused to realized that you’ve been doing nothing but cumming.

he only realizes once you squirt all over him, your cream soaking his digits and your cum bleeding through the sheets.

“d-diluc!” you squeal, back arching and hips shooting forward into his fingers as he continues to move them around inside of your weeping cunt. diluc’s other hand is focused on your tits while his dick is standing up proud, the red tip angry from how horny he was.

he just wants you to cum on his fingers before he makes you cum again and again on his cock, but poor little diluc; he’s far too focused on your pretty tits to notice that you’ve cum a long time ago.

“baby,” you cry, putting your hand over your mouth to muffle the embarrassing sounds leaving your lips as you feel his finger tips graze against your favorite spots. his palm is catching your clit every time his hand creates a motion, and it makes your legs quiver and the knot in your stomach to tighten.

“just cum, baby, it’s okay.” diluc reassures you, and you want to smack him. he’s been spewing bullshit about wanting you to cum when you’ve been doing that this whole time.

“i-i can’t!” you sob, head thrown back when he stops thrusting his fingers for a second, opting to grind the pads of his finger tips against your g-spot. it sends electricity through your body, and you can’t help but tighten around his fingers, body quivering as you experience a body-wracking orgasm.

you’re crying underneath him, eyes widening as you unconsciously spread your legs further open, feeling your orgasm drag out for much longer than planned.

you curse, squirting all over your boyfriend’s fingers and abdomen, thrashing your head side to side from the overwhelming feeling of a mind numbing orgasm that you just experienced.

“oh.” diluc stills, realization hitting him as he processes what just happened. “sorry,” he says sheepishly, and you roll your eyes. he cleans off your cum from his fingers, bringing your body closer to his lower half as he lines up his cock against your pussy.

“what are you—?!”

“—who said i was done?”

he’s gonna be the death of you.

— DAINSLEIF.

likes to do it because you look so pretty crying underneath him.

and also because he’s a service dom who’ll do anything for you to be happy in his sheets :P

loves to edge you tho... it makes your orgasms make you really sensitive after and he just loves the reactions.

tbh everything u do is attractive to him but if ur extra sensitive? u become a lot cuter to him.

“s-sen..” you blabber, and your boyfriend simply does nothing but looks up at you, keeping his eyes focused on your face to watch for any hints of uncomfortableness on your end.

“repeat that?” he asks, slamming his hips against yours purposefully, hoping to get a reaction out of you; in which, he does. dainsleif knows you too well, your body included. he knows where to hit it to get a certain reaction out of you.

“too sensitive!” you cry out in response to his thrust, feeling your thoughts swirl around as dainsleif begins thrusting into you slowly, before his rhythm speeds up. “no, no, no, no...” you trail off, mind going blank as your brains get fucked out of you.

“you can take it,” he says, soothing his hands over your stomach to reassure you that he’s still there. “my good girl, you look so pretty like this.” he smiles, face showing nothing but complete adoration for you as you cry beneath him, legs spread and cunt almost red from the abuse it’s taken from his edging.

no matter how much you want to finally cum, the stinging that you feel as he rocks his hips against yours is so good yet so painful that you’re not sure what to tell him. he’s been edging you for so long that you’re not even sure if you really did cum.

dainsleif knows how sensitive you get every time he stops his thrusting to edge you. the cries that leave your lips once he begins thrusting again, it’s all so good. but, as he watches you babble incoherent words, he decided that it was enough.

after all, nothing beats the sight of you cumming all over his fat cock.

— ZHONGLI.

LET ME TELL YALL ABOUT HIS BIG ASS DICK. (i would know i experienced it first hand)

dear gawd this man has such a size kink... thousands of years of struggling to find someone that would take his cock properly is finally catching up to him!!!!!

because now he found a cute lil plaything such as yourself who gets off on the fact that his dick cant fit easily

and the amount of times he’s made you cum before being fully in... it’s embarrassing but did you expect any less from a dragon?

“daddy!” you gasp, feeling his fat cock throbbing against your sensitive walls. even after years of experience in bed with your boyfriend, zhongli, your poor little cunt still struggles to take his much bigger cock.

you don’t complain, however, no matter how much your pussy hurts the next day from the stretching it received the previous night. no, how could you complain when he makes you feel so good?

“hm?” zhongli hums, keeping his grip on your thighs strong so he has control of how spread out you are for him. using that fact to his advantage, he brings your thighs further apart, cock twitching at the sounds of your mewls from the feeling of his cock hitting deeper.

“f-feels...i feel so good, daddy...” you sniffle, bringing your hand to his abdomen to rub on it, just for your own satisfaction of having your hands on him 24/7. you’re obsessed with having zhongli’s skin against yours, and he finds it so adorable the way you depend on his touch.

“yeah?” he quips, slowly grinding his pelvis against your sensitive clit, causing your mewls to transition to slightly louder moans. he takes note of how sensitive you can get sometimes, which is why he’s careful with exactly where he’s hitting his cock, but his cock is just too big that he sometimes accidentally (more like purposefully) grazes it against your g-spot.

he feels it before his brain could process your loud cries of pleasure. “i’m cumming, fuck! oh fuck!” you gasp, hands gripping the sheets and back arching as you cum hard all over your boyfriend’s cock.

he quickly puts his thumb on your clit, rubbing gentle circles on it to help ride out your orgasm, and you’re crying from the overwhelming feeling of his hands on your clit. your legs are shaking, and your moans have grown too loud, forcing you to cover your mouth in a desperate attempt to keep the maids from hearing you.

“daddy, please,” you sniffle, mind blank from how fucked out you already are. zhongli smiles, caressing the side of your face before he brings your legs over his shoulders, loving the wide eyed reaction that you gave him.

“you can take more, right darling?” he smirks, doing a few experimental thrusts against your sensitive pussy. but before you could even process anything, you’re cumming all over his cock for the second time.

— XIAO.

LITERALLY ONE OF THE MEANEST!!!!

does it purely bc he loves it when ur crying like a dumb little whore

he just loves to fuck u into oblivion so ur rendered speechless :blushes:

degrades u whenever u cry bc of overstimulation, but gets so soft when u apologize for cumming too much :( i love him..

“nngh!” you bite your lips the hardest you could, eyebrows furrowing as you throw your head back. your eyes are rolling to the back of your head, and the continuous trembles that are going through your body right now has your boyfriend holding onto you to support.

he keeps his eyes locked on your cunt, eyes scanning the way you wrap around his cock perfectly, cream soaking his dick as you cum over and over on his cock. you’re too overstimulated at this point, one simple move from him can have you cumming again.

“you don’t stop do you?” he teases, and you wiggle your hips in place in response to the proud smirk adorning on his face. “feel good?” he asks when he notices that your panting has calmed.

you nod, still lost for words as your brain is jumbled from the numerous orgasms your boyfriend was so considerate to give.

he ghostly leaves his thumb resting on your throbbing clit, ignoring the small whines that leave your lips in reaction. he then brings your legs over his shoulders with his free hand, and you can’t do anything but just give him a hesitant look.

“what?” he asks, leaning down and placing both hands on either side of your head. “don’t you cream so nice and hard like this? hm?” his vulgar words bring arousal to your hot cunt, enough arousal where your hips jumped from the sudden stimulation it brought to your clit.

“daddy...” you sniffle, feeling his cock throb inside your awaiting cunt. he gives you a single glance before thrusting hard once against your hips. hard enough that it would be pleasurable for the both of you.

“you talk too much,” xiao sighs, and you squirm, impatience settling in your bones. “quit it.” he grunts, lifting his hand to land a quick slap on your face, causing you to gasp.

“no, fuck!” you cry, hands immediately rushing to his arms for support as your body trembles underneath his, cunt completely losing it on his cock.

xiao swallows, head going light from the intense arousal that he’s feeling as he watches you cum just from him slapping you.

if overstimulation can get you to cum this easy, then you better be sure as hell that he’s going to fuck you insanely stupid every time.

#genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader smut #genshin smut #xiao x reader #zhongli x reader #diluc x reader #dainsleif x reader #dainsleif smut #xiao smut #zhongli smut #diluc smut #hc.sins #📂.headcanon

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oh-for-fic-sake · 3 years

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So I have a massive headache like for more then a week now. So could you write a drabble/headcannon of Henry giving her a head massage or something.

Summary: Henry helps his little through PMS/Headaches

Warnings: Adult Situations, 18+, Smut, DDLG, Shower Sex, Period Sex? (Clit stimulation)

A/N: Gonna mix two in one here ladies, headache and pms!

Tagging: @viking-raider @isitmine @tinabean37 @loserrlauraa @msblkfire84 @henrythickcavill @plainbrunettelbl @dummiesshort @cynic-spirit @pandaxnienke @two-unbeatable-beaters @libbymouse @wolfieash @eldarwen333 @princesssterek @mom2000aggie @blackestpinkworld @kebabgirl67 @luclittlepond

Henry entered the bedroom frowning when he didn't see you there he'd thought you were having a lazy day today and come up from his workout.

His frown deepened when he realised not only were you not in bed but the bed was bare, the new sheets he'd put on yesterday were gone.

He padded into the bathroom following the sound of the shower wanting to check on you.

He froze by the door seeing the small unicorn pouch on the back of the toilet, the unicorn pouch used to house your reusable pads you'd switched to recently.

After finding having a scare with a tampon string getting loose and almost snapping you'd moved solely to pads.

But you ended up getting sore from the plastic sides of the pads as they rubbed your bikini line raw.

After spending your third period complaining he'd checked the day you'd finished and was appalled to find two red blister like marks either side of your princess parts.

He'd cooed at you sweetly putting some bepanthen on you and kept you bare for a few days to air you out and let the redness go/

Two days later he'd sat you down letting you pick out your own reusable pads each cute and durable, basically the same as your pampers he kept for when you were really little

He frowned looking in the bath and saw the sheets he crossed the room and pulled at the satin and sighed seeing the small stain.

Now that would explain why you were avoiding him.

"i-im sorry daddy!" you whimpered pitifully from inside the shower, resting your forehead on the cool tile sniffing.

"oh poppet don't be sorry it cant be helped, daddy will clean these up in a jiffy don't you worry" he said smiling to you.

He'd never be mad at you for this, it was an accident, sometimes you were caught unaware he wont scold you for it.

You whined at him nodding knowing he wont tell you off, but that didn't make it less embarrassing!

He waved off the sheets choosing to leave them i the bath, they wasn't hurting anyone there.

He looked past you to the shower controls and frowned. It was blue, the digital display reading 32.

"baby why is that so cold? You'll freeze!" henry asked a little too loud making your head throb

You'd come in here having a cool shower to sooth your aching head.

Your pms was bad this time, not only didn't you wake up with cramps and back ache, you were constipated too.

And then your head started hurting! It was bad all round!

"head sore daddy" you muttered twisting on the spot pressing your whole forehead to the tiles letting the cool water drum against your scalp in a strange uncomfortable but soothing mix.

"oh gosh poppet? Really?" henry asked only now realising how tuckered out you looked. He could see you were in pain. One hand holding your tummy the other rubbing the back of your hip.

"okay poppet, but daddy doesn't think a cold shower will do any good"

"i-it wont?"

"no poppet, can you turn it up for me nugget? I don't want you to get a cold" he asked just loud enough to be heard over the water.

You moved a hand out twisting the nob slowly letting the water heat up not wanting to burn yourself.

Whilst you were doing that henry was quickly ridding himself of his workout gear.

"good girl that's it 36 is much better~" he cooed at you before opening the glass door and slipping in with you.

"n-no daddy its dirty! I could-"

"hush you, there's nothing dirty about it, a little blood isn't going to hurt anyone now budge over" he scolded lightly pressing you further into the corner as he took up the space.

You sniffled shuffling back a few steps only being halted as he wrapped himself around you one huge hand kneading your back trying to help the ache.

"d-daddy I hurt" you said before tipping your head to his chest crying, feeling completely miserable!

"I know love, shh its ok turn around and daddy will help okay?" he said kissing your cheek lightly before spinning you the face away from him.

You hiccupped closing your eyes as you spun around in the spray of warm water.

Henry pulled the showerhead free and flicked it to the left making the spray powerful, he ran his hand under it testing the heat knowing it rose a little on this setting.

37, 38... 37 okay that's not too hot he grinned placing the showerhead back and angled it just right for what he had planned

"head back, let daddy wash your hair" he said slowly fingertips splayed over the sides of your head tilting it back.

"d-daddy?" you whined hands moving out to the wall before you trying to steady yourself.

"shh shh just close your eyes and relax poppet" he hummed

You did as you were told closing your eyes a few seconds later the scent of your shampoo filled the space, sweet summer fruits that smelt like the 'fruit salad' sweets you used to eat as a kid

You moaned his fingers were dragging through your hair pressing just right into your scalp massaging the tension

"ah there we go nugget~ see sometimes you just need daddies magic fingers~" he chuckled at his own little joke

"I love daddies magic fingers" you hummed purring pressing further back into him chaseing his hands as they mover lathering your hair

"oh I know poppet~" he scoffed before really pressing, covering your scalp with his huge hands and squeezing and rubbing making sure to knead out the tight knots on your head

"d-daddy~ please harder~" you whined trying to make him dig his fingers in to the pain, it hurt but was a good hurt.

"alright alright princess settle down" he cooed before pressing harder making his blunt fingers dig deep.

You winced but moaned turning your head left and right forcing your head back into his hands.

He pulled you slowly easing your hair under the spray rinsing still rubbing circles into your tense scalp.

"oh-oh? Daddy more it still hurts!" you whined frowning as you now only hand one hand rubbing the pain away.

He sighed but continued to rinse your hair much to your annoyance, the powerful spray was good, but not as good as his own hands.

He scoffed as your hand moved behind you grasping the hose connecting the showerhead to the unit and tugged trying to make him put the shower head back and keep massaging

"ah no, come on nearly done, then we get to condition in and daddy will rub your sore head again" he scolded lightly at you holding the showerhead tight.

You huffed but released the hose letting him finish up. Just to start the process all over again.

Slowly but surely he chased away the pain in your head and rinses the conditioner away.

Then he got to work on your other aches, namely your back.

He flicked sprayed your back letting you wriggle around funding the spot that hurt before holding the spray still and began kneading the dip of your back.

The shower lasted a good twenty minuets, him lathering you up and washing you massaging your aches and pains away leaving you with just your menstrual cramps.

He faltered looking down, he was of two minds whether to continue of not he read that it helped? He was you daddy, and honestly it didn't gross him out in the slightest

He finally decided to give it a go, besides you were in the shower everything would go down the drain.

He flicked the shower head to a lower setting once again testing the water temprature before directing it on your skin.

You were relaxed eyes closed half asleep when it happened, two fingers moved between your thighs pulling your petals open slightly, a third ghosting your bud

"D-Daddy?! No you- its dirty daddy no!" you squirmed worrying about bleeding on him.

"shh shh no its not stay still...See?" he cooed at you moving the water over your now exposed clit letting it stream across you in a steady pleasant motion.

"a-ah oh wha-daddy?" you mewled slowly rocking on the water unable to stop yourself.

"everything will be washed away, daddy read this could help your cramps" he hummed quietly into your neck drawing long strips along your slit letting the water wash over your core and his hand.

"b-but im bleeding!?" you whined still fretting over what he had planned despite panting and swaying your hips chaseing the fingers and the water.

"shh I know its okay just lean back- ah no, back poppet don't watch" he corrected using his arm to pull you against his chest.

He moved in precise movements pressing you to that all important high, curbing his own need that was growing thick behind you.

You were lost, maoning and gasping at the new sensation, the water beating on your clit in pulsing movments as his hand rubbed firmly over you.

Your legs widened and you moaned louder and louder crouching, squatting slightly trying to move closer to the sensations that held you on the edge.

"come on sweetly let go" he coaxed feeling the way you tried arching away still torn between your thoughts

"let go baby girl" he said again as you shook your head and tried jerking away, far to scared of making a mess

"it's dirty!" you sobbed as he didn't relent, forcing you faster to a high you craved and feared/

"well its a good thing were in the shower, cum... Daddy want you to cum! You can do it baby"

You whined as he still held you tightly, ushering you forward pinning your front to the tiles, hands still tucked between your legs

"let go little one, you want daddy to count you down?" he asked knowing your little praise kink would probably be the final push you needed

"no-noo I cant stop- please its- cumming!" you shook trembling trying to get free and avoid the water but he was a mountain of a man.

"5, come on you can do it" you moaned as he began counting you down, something he only did when you were holding back trying to fight your orgasm's, normally after being in a strop with him

"nooo! Stop-" you mewled hips gyrating wildly trying to run and hide and sail across the finish line all at once.

"4 cum for me princess, give in to me, let daddy see his good girl~" he coaxed sweetly into your ear nipping at it lightly.

"3 daddy can't wait for you to cum for him" he purred tucking his nose being your ear kissing your wet skin as you panted still trying to argue but your words failed each becoming a moan, desperate and needy.

"2 oh that's it soo close your so ready poppet, i know, oh i know my prefect girl that's it cum!" he praised moving his hand with renewed vigour as you tensed and arched widely, the sign of you finally hitting that peak.

You cried out rocking and trembling as you came, your vision turning black as your body tingled all over

"oh there we go! Good girl I'm so proud of you princess" he gushed littering your neck with kisses moving the shower spray away and rinsing his fingers that were tinted pink. Not that you needed to know that.

"oh see everything's okay, no accidents look" he said moving his clean hand up so you could see.

You groaned head lolling back unable the think let alone move.

He chuckled and hoisted you up, flicking the shower off

He got out of the shower whispering sweet words into your ear crossing the small bathroom

By this point you were putty in his hands grabbing the black towels you used whilst on your period.

"come on you, a nice cup of tea is just what the doctor ordered" he added unfolding your towel with one hand.

"d-daddy?" you said slowly yawning a little, rubbing your eyes cutely, ready to take a nap after being up early with back ache.

"yes poppet?" he asked eyeing you as he wrapped you in the towel

"my aches all gone" you hummed blinking at him shyly cheeks flushing pink

"Good love I'm pleased daddies fingers worked their magic, now lets get you dressed before you get cold" he hummed moving to the bed room grabbing one of your pads on the way out

#henry cavill smut #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill x little!reader #oh-for-fic-sake ask #oh for fic sake headcannon

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violetnotez · 4 years

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HC: Being Super Fluffy and Giving Them Lots of Love!

Anonymous: Could I request something for Izuku, Todoroki, Shinso and Bakugo. They're doing their own thing and are super concentrated or something and reader is just so entranced by them and they're so glad to have be able to call them their boyfriend and reader just gently cups their face and gives them and the most love filled, soft kiss cause AGH THEY'RE PRECIOUS TO READER! 😭 You can totally ignore this if you don't wanna 😂😂😂 I just feel so soft rn

Ahhhhh this is adorable anon! Honeslty some days I just wanna give these babies the biggest hugs UGHHHHHH

Also I changed up my layout a little to be more “aesthteic”, so sorry it it looks different! Do you like it? Drop me a comment on this post or inbox about which style you like better (the usualllll vs. this one!)

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Pairings: Izuku x reader, Shoto x reader, Shinso x reader, Bakugo x reader

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I Z U K U

You and Izuku are having another study night, your body sitting next to his

Obviouskyyyyyyyy this boy does nothing but study smh

But you had completely given up- your brain had shut down after an hour and now you were just half listening to Midoirya mumble and half just admiring your adoarble boyfriend

You honestly miss seeing him look so domestic- you always see him in his uniform, his hero suit, and occasionally his All Might PJs on the weekends

But it feels like agessss since you’ve seen him in proper clothing

He looks just so cute in his teal sweatshirt, his scars peeking out of his sleeves as he wrote random equations on his paper

And his mannerisms are just so adorable-his tongue is poking out of his lips as he tried to work through a math problem, his eyes squinted in concentration and freckles dusting his cheeks like stars

How did you get so lucky getting someone so sweet and cute as him?

“If two goes into this fraction then possibly the variable will be isolated once I subtract the four-” hes mumbling under his breath, his voice so comforting against your ears

You lean your head against his shoulder, the scent of him just barely noticeable but so intoxicating-

AND HES SOOOO WARMMMM

“’Zuku?” you asked tiredly, a lovesick smile plastered on your face

The sound of your voice breaks Izuku’s thoughts, his brows softening as he looks down at you

“Yes puppy-oh, are you getting tired? You look pretty sleepy...maybe we should take a break-”

omg why is he so sweetttttt

You just feel so calm, so comforted with Izuku it felt like your chest was just filled to the brim with love for this boy

Without warning, you leaned up to Izuku and kissed him softly on the lips, your head feeling like it was spinning from butterflies

AHHH HE COMBUSTING TOO THO

Once you pull away, Izuku’s cheeks are as bright as cherries and you cant help but smile, cause seriosuly no matter how many times you kiss him he ALWAYS gets flustered

“You know I love you right?” you tell him, butterflies filling your stomach as he looks down at you withe wide, green eyes

COMBUSTING IZUKU IS DECEASED REPEAT IZUKU.EXE IS NO MORE

“o-of course! I-I-love you too!” he stuttered out, his nerves so intense that his tongue was like lead in his mouth

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S H O T O

It was just one of those crappy

CRAPPY NIGHTS

You couldnt sleep, it was too hot, you were uncomfrotable, your ,ind was racing

And once you DID fall you course had a gut wrenching nightmare that left you panting and sweating from fear

WHAT THE HECK BRAIN

So time for some good ol’ Shoto cuddles

And that’s how your now cuddled up into Shoto’s side, his body keeping you nice and cool

This boy was literally the sweetest- even though it was like1 in the morning, he couldnt care less about that and just focused on you

He quickly knew something was wrong when you were waiting in the doorway, his strong arms encasing you in atight hug

“Y/n dear, are you feeling alright? Whats bothering you?”

You just snuggled yourself deeeepppp into that boy cause he felt so comforting, his voice was velvety

also how does he always smell like detergent and expensive ass cologne like yessir thats the scent for meeeee

He quickly ushered you inside his room, his hands gripping your shoulders firmly

Literally all fears from that dream melted away with Shoto- his energy was so unbelievably strong and protective, it felt like nothing bad in the world would ever happen cause Shoto was there, and he wouldnt let anything bad happen to you

Also- seeing him in a plain white tee and black shorts literally could have made you swooned, cause god this boy really looks hot in anything huh?

He didnt judge you in the slightest about the dream, just offering for you to spend the night with him

Your head was cuddled into his firm chest, that intoxicating detergent-cologne-rich boy smell making your insides feel fluffy like cotton as his hands quietly brushed the hairs away from your face

He’s ask you small question, like “Are you comfortable dear?” or “Is that dream still bothering you”, just little things to make you feel more safe and open to talk to him

Shoto never wanted you to feel like you had to hide anything from him, and the effort really showed

You were know getting sleepy but the overwhelming feeling of appreciation and love for Shoto was exploding out of you

At this point you just wanted to show your undying gratitude to your boyfriend for being so unbelievably adorable and sweet

You shifted yourself, propping yourself slightly on his stomach so you could look at his face

damn this boy really got blessed with all the good genes huh?

You ran your fingers lightly against his skin, relishing the slight changes from cool to hot, your hands cupping his cheeks and feeling both sensations course through your body

Once you felt him sigh from content, you took it up a notch, leaving feather light kisses on his sheeks, his brows, his eyes, his scar...any avaliable skin you marked with yours

“Love, may I ask what you’re doing- you should be sleeping right now, its quite late-”

“I wanna show you I love you tho...” you sent the boy a pout, a deep chuckle rumbling through his chest and vibrating throughout your body

“But I already know you love me,” he grinned sheepishly cause god your just so adorable, like a puppy desperate to give their owner attention

“Well-I still want to show you,” you stated, your voice slightly thick from sleep as you continued to kiss the rest of Shoto’s face

All this boy could do was lean into his pillow, his hands finding themselves on your waist cause he knew you were gonna do this until you were tired

He wasnt complaining though- you being cuddly and cute like this literally rocked his world in the best way possible

“You know- your very endearing when your half asleep”

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S H I N S O

Shinso is probably the most hardcore gamer you know

It was late in the night, and this guy was still going at it, now playing a game of Mario Kart on the TV, the screen bright against his features

You had gotten tired of the video games, just deciding to watch your boyfriend play instead of being the one to play

And god were you happy with THAT decision

He just looked so...adorable, his body clad in a tight black tee and baggy gray sweats, once foot straight and one foot bent as he sat on the floor playing

His hair was unruly as ever, sticking out in every direction

HIs eyes were completely enraptured by the task in front of him, scanning the screen

He was just so cute, lookking so intense yet so sleep deprived

it was adorable how badly he wanted to beat the player playing against him

And then he went a licked HIS LIPS

IN THE MIDDLE OF PLAYING

Your face erupted in red cause

OMG

HES JUST SO HOT AND PRETTY AND UGHHHHHHH

You waited unpatiently to the last round, the music picking up pace as he sped to the finish line, hes cart victoriously earning 1st place

The dude didnt even cheer, just the most self absorbed smirk plastered on his face in pride

THAT IS WHEN YOU POUNCEDDDDD

You quickly plopped yourself gently into his lap, your thighs cradling his sides

“Aww whats the matter kitten, not giving you enough attention?”

Yours hands fell against the softness of the black shirt and oh thank godddddd its so thin, your digits trailing upward and feeling the slight ridges of his muscles underneath the fabric

“No....its just- its not fair for you to look so cute while playing games and I cant cuddle you....”

“Heh, I look cute?”

This boy really cannot fathom how you find him so endearing, and now you just want to prove it to him

“Mmhmm,” you answer a smile on your lips as you cup his face in your hands

HIs hair is so tickly against the tips of your fingers, his broad chest radiating heat throughout your body

Your start to leave quick kisses on him, starting from his checks and working in towards his mouth, but not quite kissing him square on the lips

The closest you get to kissing him is on the corners of his lips, leaving electric sparks against his skin

The boy is desperate now

You cant just do that to him

“Aww cmon darling, dont tease me like that” he sends you a cocky grin, his pointer finger gently tilting your chin and pulling you into a deep kiss

SHINSO IS A GOOD KISSER FIGHT ME ON THIS

Once you pull away, your head is just spinning cause goddddd this boy is just a blessing

“Let me play one more round, and then we’ll head off to bed, alright?” he asks, his free hand now cupping your cheek

You sigh in content, your hands wrapping around his waist and snuggling into his chest, a warm, smoky smell like cedarwood drifitng to your senses and lulling you to relax

“Okay...”

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B A K U G O

“Im winning this damn bear for you-”

“Katsuki no you already wasted $15 now lets go-”

“Im WiNiNiNG. ThE DaMn. BEAR- SO SHUT IT AND LET ME CONCENTRATE >:(”

You have been standing here for 10 minutes now, Bakugo determinnneddddd to win this gigantic teddy bear for you from a claw machine at an arcade

You feel so bad about it, but honestly, its turned into a personal grudge from him now

HES DETERMINED TO WIN IT AND MAKE YOU HAPPY

While your watching him you cant help it but find him adorable

Hes wearing a plain black tee and jean jacket, something he NEVER wears but looks so good on him?

This boy could be a model fight me on this

His face is the cutest tho-

You can tell he’s absolutely pissed cause he expected to win the animal way sooner than this, his eyebrows pointed downward and his teeth gnawing at his bottom lip

and then

AND THEN

THIS BOY FINALLYYYYYYY GETS IT

He’s trying his hardest not to start cheering cause he really just did that (after wasting $25 but ya know we’ll overlook that)

Your so happy too and that triumphant look on his face just melts your heart

cause he may be a cocky asshole but hes YOUR cocky asshole

“Ha- see told you I’d win it!”

Whatverrrrrr- you roll your eyes, your hands already snuggling the big bear up to your cheek

ITS SO SO SOFT AND SQUISHY YOU MIGHT CRY FROM THE CUTENESS

Your mind is already thinking of where to put it in your room (names too??) but then you look up at your boyfriend and UGH you could literally melt on the spot

cause he looks SO PROUD and SO SOFT- his hands stuffed into the pocket of his pants as he gives you the smallest, happiest little smirk everrrrr

Your just feeling so grateful for the boy in front of you right now, that you put the teddy bear down and wrap Bakugo into a hug

Bakugo always acts like he doesnt want physical attention, especially in public-

But you know this boy lovessss to be touched, so when he returns the hug and gives your sides a small squeeze your weakkk in the knees

AND HE SMELLS SO GOOD

Always like caramel and something rich like firewood

You give him a quick kiss on the back of his neck

AND HOLY SHIT

HES COMBUSTING

Thank god the arcade is dark cause you would totally see his blush (something he will deny)

You pull away a smile on your face as you tell him thank you,

And

*le sigh

of course he ruins the whole cute moment you two had by saying, “Whatever-your the one who wanted the damn thing even though your too old for that shit-”

Just remind him of the All Might figures he secretly had stashed in his closet and he will combust again

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drabbles-of-writing · 3 years

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Drabs Im begging like a Dog please more society Au rants 🤡

i have 2 asks in my inbox for society au so guess who’s gonna give y’alls food

I’m a slut for Little Nightmares so I may or may not be taking ideas from those dope ass games. anyway there are A Lot Of Dead Things on the Isles. normally the dead things are like. animals. typically ones that keeled over and are rotting w flies around them. usually farm animals, sometimes wildlife. if its uneaten, chances are its laced with something poisonous or no scavengers live in the area so its a safe place to camp out. Luz found a dead human face-down in a ditch once. that was traumatizing

Eda’s not the only person to be living out on her own to escape the scientists and mind control and whatnot. there aren’t a lot, probably not even in the double digits, but there are others. most are,,,mentally unwell. which makes sense, considering the circumstances. a good few are extremely paranoid to the point that if they see any living thing, human or not, they immediately kill it out of fear of being found and Taken. Gus has a nasty scar on his foot from a run-in with one of these people.

there’s this place called the Wafe Us, which is literally just an abandoned Waffle House that had a couple letters fall off the entrance sign. the only two letters found scattered by the Wafe Us was the H and E. anyway the Wafe is actually important and is best to think of it like a misspelling of waif (meaning: a homeless, neglected, unclaimed or abandoned thing, especially a child). its a safehouse of sorts, though Luz and the gang almost never see people there, unless you count the probably-ghosts and movements out of the corner of their eyes. the Wafe Us has a feeling of always bustling with life but in an undead sort of way, but you don’t mind the company. Luz has seen other people there before, though. often kids, but sometimes older folk. they often have dead looks in their eyes and she can tell just from looking at them that these are people who can and have been mind-controlled and they figured out what was going on. they know whats happening and they cant stop it. these are people who were run out of or left their towns but are still called upon every now and again. they don’t know when they’ll be mind-controlled next, but even they need a safe place to stay for the night. Luz has never seen the same person there twice. though, every now and again, she swears she sees small groups of kids muttering over plans and safe houses when she shows up, though they leave or go quiet when she walks in. she keeps forgetting to ask them questions.

there are trains that run through the Isles. they hold items but often carry mind-controlled people (who aren’t being controlled during those moments and are instead in a comatose state) being shipped to and fro. y’all ever seen Night in the Woods? you know that scene where you lay down by the train tracks? the gang does that sometimes. the trains have no stops along the way, they go straight to their destination and when they make it there, theres no stopping it. once Luz decided to see if she could hitch a ride on the train to get to some destination, and it actually kinda worked. the gang has even managed to fuck up some of the carts and shove people (safely) off the train. they almost always manage to grab the people and put them on trains again, but they get slowed down and annoyed, and sometimes thats the best you can do.

#asks #society au #luz noceda #eda clawthorne #the owl house #luz #eda #toh #the gang #gus porter #gus #dream team #trains #mind control #info dump #waffle house #wafe us #boiling isles #tw death

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kweebtrash · 4 years

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StreamHearts Timestamp 11:59pm

Title: Fuck It, I Love You

Pairing: Camboy!JohnnyxCamgirlOC (Rem)

Word Count: 3.1k

Genre: Smut/Fluff

Features: established relationship not a perfect sex life, heavy size kink, soft-ish dom johnny, petnames, teasing, fingering, unprotected sex, creampie.

Synopsis:

Though Rem is a smart business woman she hides behind a computer screen all day designing websites for large companies. However, when her day is done she’s still behind a computer screen but now showing the world how hard she can cum. She never wanted to be a camgirl but when financial duties called she took it upon herself to make it. The spotlight (and money) got to her and she expanded to showcasing her nerdy side; livestreams, lewd cosplay photoshoots, let’s plays, subscriptions, review, vlogs, tutorials, you name it. Her streams catches the attention of a fellow cammer, Johnny, who on a whim decided to message her. Both aren’t the sexed up dolls they pretend to be in the online life and instead ease their way into a relationship with not so perfect sex, mistakes, and total confusion.

A/N: This used to be on my Kofi which im closing down and just putting everything up on here. This isnt continuing.

Masterlist Johnny Only Masterlist

“I just want to tease the fuck out of you.” The words came out as as sultry whisper poured into my ear. His tongue trailed against the cartilage, leaving the skin heated and wet similar to the junction of my thighs. Johnny had been kissing me for god knows how long. I had become so lost in him; his words, his touch, his entire being beside me. I was helpless and unable to escape the intoxication though I never wanted to. His words, however, put me in a place of submissiveness where i feared his teasing.

“P-please don’t…” I whined as I chased his lips from a kiss he denied me. “Don’t tease me. I’ve been good.”

“Have you?” His eyes were heavily lidded, pupils dilated with oxytocin and endorphins. The thrill of my eminent destruction only added to the sparks between us yet I was dreading it entirely. “I saw what you were doing in your last stream. You got a bigger dildo, didn’t you?”

My face rushed with color as i averted my gaze. “W-well...i wanted to practice.”

“Practice for who, baby?” He smirked and pushed a few sweat drenched stray hairs away from my face.

“Y-you, of course.” We hadn’t fucked on camera yet. We had come to the consensus not to until we perfected the art of intimacy between us first. Though there was a small problem, or rather a large problem. The first few times Johnny had tried to penetrate me it was futile. The thickness of his head was no match for how small my hole was. No matter how many fingers he could attempt to fit inside me (barely two) to try and stretch me out or how much lube or cum i exerted helped. And so I took it upon myself to cast aside my six and seven inch dildos to try and accommodate for the moment where we would unite.

“Still too much, huh?” He chuckled lowly. I watched as his fingertips barely brushed against my skin as he made a ticklish trail down my stomach to the thin fabric of my panties. They slipped beneath the cotton and i instinctively spread my thighs. His middle finger pushed between my lower lips and circled my entrance languidly. “Why is my perfect princess so tiny?”

“I’m sorry,” I said with a heavy pang of guilt. I had constantly felt like I had ruined moments in our beds because my body wouldnt except him even if my mind and heart were yearning to have him so deep inside me that i could feel him in my stomach.

Johnny pressed a kiss to my forehead and smiled. “Don’t be. I love how fucking tight you are for me.”

I scrunched up my nose and pushed his face away playfully. “Don’t say such things. You make it sound pervy!”

Another chuckle. “I can’t help it sometimes.” He began to move his finger through me, gathering the wetness that had accumulated and spreading it over the most sensitive areas. “You know it turns me on to see how small you are.”

I pressed my lips together in an attempt to hide a mewl. I was lost on what I had wanted to respond with as my brain frizzled. “U-uh, um...I th-think your size kink is s-showing!” My stomach clenched when he dipped his fingertip in, alarming me. He shushed me gently, cooing at me to relax as he placed kisses and nibbles along the column of my neck.

“I got you, baby girl. You know i do.” I wrapped my arms around his torso and pulled him closer together so i could bury my face in his chest. His free arm snaked around me as well, settling on my shoulders as he gauged my reactions to his minuscule thrusts. I bit down on his collarbone as I rushed to rock my hips and let him know that I was able to take more. He pushed into me deeper, curling his finger quickly in an effort to make the sound of my natural lubrication bounce off the bright pink walls of my room. “Did you get all worked up just from me kissing you?”

He was proud of himself. I could always tell in the tonality of his voice. A certain cockiness that anything he did made me wet. It stemmed from the exchange of us watching each other’s streams. I had spent hours consuming video after video of him jerking off, fucking his own ass, and doing other lewd acts that got him tips in seconds. He, on the other hand, told me that he was more captivated by the faces and sounds I made and would prefer to just watch as he fucked me. It sounded silly to say since I had thousands of viewers and I masturbated on camera but I was still a shy person who preferred to metaphorically hide their head in the sand like an ostrich. Johnny intimidated me as many a times my face would be forced towards his and i was commanded to not dare look away. His deep brown eyes would peer into my soul, eating it up like a meal and leaving me an empty husk of a woman once I orgasmed at his hands. “Shut up.” I said through gritted teeth as he halted his vibrant thrusts.

His finger left me and instead disappeared into his mouth. With a slick pop he removed all of my taste from the digit and sighed as he gave me a once over. “Take these off.” He snapped at the band of my panties that he had stripped me down to during our initial makeout session. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband and wiggled them down before flicking them off my foot. Johnny spread my thighs wide, leaving me completely exposed. I went back to hiding in the crook of his neck, hoping he wouldnt notice if i distracted him with some bites. A harsh tap to my clit told me otherwise. I yelped and laid my own defensive slap against his chest. "Jerk!"

"Dont close your legs then." Johnny said sternly. I pouted, puffing out my cheeks as i rolled away from him, my arms across my chest. His large hand grabbed onto my hip and pulled me onto my back again. He didnt particularly like when i protested or became a bit bratty. A submissive princess was where he liked me to be at all times. Though now I wasnt even able to utter a word because he hooked his leg over mine, keeping my thighs separated while one hand grabbed both my wrists and pinned them above my head. His other hand was back to grabbing my face and forcing me to look at him. He'd be damned to hell if he didnt break that habit of mine. "The fuck did i just say?"

I flexed my fingers as i tried (and failed) to release myself from his grasp. "You said…" i looked into his eyes that had honeyed in the yellow glow of my bedside lamp. That was another weakness if mine, as if Johnny as a whole wasnt enough. His eyes in particular always destroyed me. I couldnt expressing the rest of my sentence, which was supposed to be a snarky retort, because of the intense hold he had over me. I was instead stuck nibbling at his bottom lip and whimpering for him to let me go. "I could touch you." I finally said in between small licks. "Youre hard."

"And? I get off on seeing you get off. I also get off on when youre a good girl for me."

"Liar. You love it when i misbehave. You always start moving the toys faster when i do." That was what he used when he really wanted to punish me; small dildos and vibrators in various settings and speeds, making sure i writhed and arched with every thrust.

"And what toy should i used on my babygirl tonight? What would get you all pink and squirmy for me?" He smirked and sucked my lips between his, lapping at the soft skin.

"I dont want a toy. I want you." I admitted.

Johnny sighed and pulled away from me entirely. "You know we cant. We've tried and we cant. I told you im not going to hurt you."

"I know!" I clutched onto his arm. "I know. But this time will be different. Im gonna do it."

He shook his head. "If i force it too much i could tear you. Rem, i'm seriously not going to try right now."

"Please!" I begged and looked up at him with puppy eyes. "Just one try, ok? Just one? You dont know how many times I've dreamt about you fucking me senseless. I just want you inside me so badly. I cant take it anymore."

He rolled his eyes, annoyed at my persistence. "Fine. Just one try. And i mean one."

I gave him a sweet kiss and pulled him on top of me. He settled between my legs which i laid on the outside of his thighs. He stroked the smooth and sensitive skin on my inner thighs as he trailed his thumbs upwards to spread my lower lips apart. His tongue darted out to moisten his lips as he drunk in the sight at my slightly flexed gape. "Are you sure?" He asked.

I pushed my hand between us and gripped the outline of his cock firmly. "Johnny I don't want you, I need you."

He went to say something again but snapped his jaw shut. Quickly, he discarded his boxer briefs and guided his swollen cock towards my entrance. Seeing him throb was another part of my guilt. He would leak and swell as we romped around and yet could only get off by a blowjob or a handjob. Sometimes he would thrust between my thighs or against my ass but I knew it was just barely enough for him. His cum didn't belong splattered across my skin; it belonged inside me, filling me to the brim and keeping me warm. I closed my eyes and let every bit of tension leave my body. If I could just get the head in, it would be smooth sailing from there.

A small push threatened the barricade of my tightness. The tension returned but only for a moment. I kept it shoved aside and focused on taking in the tip. I could feel centimeter by centimeter, gauging how far he could go, and when I found the glans stuffed inside me both of us shuddered hard. I covered my mouth as soon as I let out a sharp gasp. The feeling of being stretched burned and tingled and yet I took in the discomfort with a sense of gratitude. This was the farthest we had gotten and even if this was all he could get inside it was better than nothing.

Johnny's hands were trembling as he bruised my hips in the pattern of his fingers. "J-jesus...babe." He sucked in a harsh breath and swallowed hard. Beads of sweat had gathered at his brow and it was almost like he was losing control already. "God you feel so damn good. How are you even taking me?"

I held one of his hands and brought it to my lips, kissing the back of it. "You said it yourself. You saw me practicing on camera but you didn't see what I did when I was alone." I parted my lips then and ushered in two of his fingers, sucking slowly. I circled my tongue around the tips and swallowed all the way down to the knuckle all while perfecting by bedroom eyed gaze at him. His hips snapped as his body trembled, making me wince around his fingers. He had managed to squeeze in more of his cock and even produced some minuscule thrusts that had him looking like he was already prepped to go over the edge.

He gripped harder at my hip to the point where it hurt but I knew it was a sign of pleasure and that's all I wanted to give him. I mewled around his fingers and nudged my legs a little higher to rest by his waist. The adjustment built up pressure in the pit of my stomach and made my overstretched walls clench harder. Johnny groaned deeply and begged me to ease my hold on him but I couldn't. Even when I got used to the new addition of girth I was still suctioned around him. My face flushed as I heard his groans turn into growls. The muscles in his strong arms bulged as his shoulders caved in and an unexpected heat tsunamied into me.

My eyes widened at the revelation that he had cum inside me-the first time I had ever felt the sensation. It was strange and yet because it was Johnny it also felt...cozy in a way. A warm perfection that symbolized him succumbing to everything I had wanted to give him. Though one thing was for sure, I was surprised at how quickly it happened. I let his hand go and instead held onto my tummy that I swore was bulging slightly. Johnny ran a hand over his face and pushed his hair back but as soon as our eyes caught each other his face burned beet red even to the tips of his ears. "Do you...um, do you always cum that fast when you're in someone?" I tried to ask as politely as possible.

He pulled out of me and ran straight to the bathroom, slamming the door harshly. I frowned, realizing that the small comment had hurt his pride but I had to be honest that I wanted more from him. I sat up slowly and felt a rush of cum flow out of me, thicker than I expected. Him pulling out so swiftly left me sore and on wobbly knees yet I walked over to the bathroom, trying to keep my thighs pressed together so I wouldn't make an even bigger mess. "Johnny?" I asked as I knocked on the door.

"Go away." I heard him mumble.

"Johnny, why'd you run? Was it because of what I said? I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

"Go. Away."

I huffed and grabbed a hold of the door. I was prepared to force my way through but it wasn't locked at all. I stumbled as I stepped in and saw Johnny sitting on the toilet cover, head between his knees and arms dangling by his feet. "Johnny." I sunk to my knees in front of him. "Look at me, please."

"No." He replied, muffled.

"Johnny." I repeated, sternly this time. "What's wrong?"

"'M embarrassed." He mumbled.

"Embarrassed? How come?"

"I've never cum that fast before. Ever. I feel like a loser."

I pushed his head up gently and sighed. "Guaranteed I did want it to last longer but this was the first time you were able to thrust inside me. Maybe it was because of all that pent up energy from when you couldn't do it before. Orrrrr," I nudged his arm playfully. "I'm just that damn good."

"I don't need your cockiness now." He pouted cutely.

"It's ok, baby, really. We're still finding each other out. This is the first time anyone has cared about not hurting me. I'd take that over some idiot that would barge in any day. Please don't be embarrassed."

"Easy for you to say."

"You think I want to be this tight? Sure it sounds like a whole fantasy but being tiny sucks. I want to get railed until I can't walk but I cry as soon as something big comes near me."

"You didn't cry this time." He pointed out and I perked up instantly.

"Hey, you're right. I didn't. That's progress!" I smiled and gave him a small kiss in an effort to cheer him up a little. "And you know what this means, right?"

Johnny sat back against the toilet tank and let out an exasperated sigh. "What?"

"We can keep practicing." I rose to my feet and straddled his lap. "I know you like practicing."

Finally a twinge appeared at the corner of his mouth. He couldn't resist the thought of more touching, groping, kissing, and grinding. "Well...I guess you're right."

I peered down at his still mostly hard cock as curiously got the best of me. "You came but you're still hard?"

He shrugged. "Sometimes it takes awhile to go down. Sometimes I can squeeze another one out."

I lifted my hips and slowly sunk down on him, catching him by surprise. He jerked suddenly and held onto me tightly. "Re-Rem!"

"Maybe we can work on me taking all of you this time. And making sure you last longer."

"I-its your fault for fuckin' suffocating me!" He said through grit teeth. "Just like you're doing now!"

I wrapped my arms around his neck and grabbed a handful of his hair. "Don't tell me you cant take it, baby."

He licked his lips and fluttered his eyes shut. "You have no idea what you do to me Rem."

"You're wrong." I wiggled down more on his shaft, now about a quarter of the way down before the tingling started again. "I know exactly how you feel because you drive me crazy too. Especially now."

He buried his face in my neck, splattering kisses here and there. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me."

I giggled and squeezed him tight. "I love you, Johnny."

A silence fell over the room as that was also a first between us. I was afraid he wouldn't reciprocate the sentiment and felt my heart race. Now I was the embarrassed one yet I felt him smile against my collar bone. "Yeah?"

I nodded. "I-is that okay? To say that? I d-dont want to scare you off."

"I'm not going anywhere. Trust me. I love you too." I pursed my lips together to hide a squeal though I was too giddy to even think straight. I almost didn't notice Johnny standing up, myself now in his arms and our bodies remaining connected. "Can I show you how much I love you?"

"Please."

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delfiniela · 4 years

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scary love - digital time oneshot

UUUUUUMMM THIS IS THE FIRST TIME THAT I WRITE SOMETHING LONG IN ENGLISH SOOOOO ITS PRETTY BAD AAAANND HAS HELLA TYPOS

Also this is inspired on the song scary love by the neighborhood

uuuuuuu enjoy

*Scary love* Colin has never experienced any kind of romantic love, or love in general, nobody has ever told him "I love you" or hugged him, but it was something that he used to deal with, and after all, he was a machine, romance or having feelings for someone else in general wasnt important to him, or at least thats what he thought But things changed when he met Tony. Colin admits that at first he thought that they would never get along well because Tony was a really serious person and didnt like Colin's small pranks at all so they ended up in small arguments, but for Colin's relief, he was wrong, and with the pass of time, they stopped fighting and started to have more respect to each other. They began to do stuff together, at first just casual stuff, watching tv together or have casual talks, but at the end they ended up spending more time together, knowing each other better Colin started to admire how Tony could perfectly work under preassure or manage any problem that the other teachers caused, keeping a serious imagine, but also, being sentimental as well when it was the time, cheering up or helping the others. He also started to realize that he liked a couple of small things about the clock man, like the small and almost interceptible smiles that he gave him everytime they exchange glances that always made the robot's metallic heart beat fast for some seconds, or how he listened every stupid theory that he told, or how he tried to play videogames with him, even if he always falied leaving Colin as the winner, or how he enjoyed his company in silence. Colin didnt understand what he was feeling for Tony, but decided that he would process it later, he was now talking with the clockman about their future lessons. - About all of the digital stuff.. I think im just going to talk about the 3 essential things that the students can do.. - That sounds good! - Tony answered as he put his arm on Colin's shoulder in a friendly way Don't touch ME! Thats all Tony heard before Colin roughly pushed him away. "That's it.. now he's gonna get mad..." Colin looked up at Tony, expecting him to have an expression of anger, but for his surprise, Tony was looking at him worried, expecting some kind of answer for his unexpected reaction. - Im sorry... I-... its just.. somebody used to... not be friendly to me and now... I cant handle physical contact... The robot looked down ashamed, but the hand that Tony was lending to him made Colin look at him again. - I cant change the past.. but maybe I can help you to improve the present and maybe the future.. - Tony said with a sweet smile - what if we try some kind of training? - training? - Colin said confused, but with a but of hope - Yeah! Every day we can hold hands for a bit, the time that you feel comfortable, and when you decide to stop, we'll stop, and who knows?, maybe with the pass of time you feel at bit better about physical interacion, of course if you want - Tony explain as he looked at Colin with a smile on his face - That sounds great - answered Colin with hope on his voice Then Colin proceeded to gently hold the hand that Tony was lending to him At first he shyly hold Tony's hand, but ended up holding it a bit more thigtly, at least for some seconds until he decided that it was enough physical contact. Tony proudly smiled at Colin - You did it great! Im sure that you'll end up hugging someone if we keep trying - said Tony, making Colin smile. And so they did, the small training took time, a lot of time, but Tony always did his best to make Colin feel comfortable, being patient with him, and Colin aprecciated this. Then one day Colin decided that he was prepared enough to try to do something more than hold hands with the clockman So when the time of the small training came, instead of the usually holding hands, Colin shyly put his hands over Tony's shoulders. Tony looked at him a bit confused but didnt stopped him and instead decided to calmly smile at Colin. That gave Colin the confidence enough to lean on Tony and hug him. At first struggling a bit, but ended up thigtly hugging him. That took Tony by surpirse, but didnt hesistate in gently hug the robot back. Colin was more than happy, he felt safe in Tony's arms, he felt cared, he felt.. he still wasnt sure about what he was exactly feeling, but he liked it and didnt want it to stop. The hugs became something more casual after that day, even if it was harás for Colin to ask for one, Tony knew exactly when the robot needed one by just looking at him and Colin adored that, reciving hugs from the clockman made him feel good and in some strange way, special. But reciving hugs from Tony wasnt the only thing that made him felt special, reading books with him, cuddling, even if was a bit, with him, sightly holding his hand or made him smile made him feel special and good as well. The robot had found happiness in the clockman's happines. But why? Colin started to think And think.. And think... And think... The realization finally came He was in love with Tony That's why he felt safe in his arms, the reason why his heart beated faster when the clockman looked at him, or why he felt special when he was with him. Thats the emotion he have been feeling, love how? he was a robot, an average machine he wasnt meant to have emotions he wasnt meant to be loved "Colin, are you alright?" The sighlty concerned tone of Tony's voice interrumpted his thoughts. Colin looked at the clock, who was looking at him with a small smile. - Hey Colin are you ok? You looked a bit distracted- Colin started to shake, that was to much to process, love was a emotion out of his understanding. - C- Colin? - the smile of Tony's face disappeared Small oil tears started to stream down the robot's face. - Colin- what's wrong??? - said Tony concerned - I don't understand, Tony... for the first time I dont understand something - Understand what? - Love.. Colin covered his face with his hands, ashamed - Colin... emotions aren't meant to be understood, are meant to be felt. Tony put his hands over Colin's hands and gently uncovered his face - Its just.. no one has ever cared for me as much as u do.. Tony looked at Colin's eyes and wiped away one of his tears - and.. I don't understand why.. but.. it makes me feel.. good.. - It makes you feel loved.. - But why would you care about me in the first place??? - said Colin with a broken tone on his voice Tony couldnt help but giggle at the question, making the robot look at him confused - You really hadnt got it yet? I love you, Colin - W- what??? - Colin was getting red - what you heard, I love you - said Tony again - why do you think I like to spend my time with you? - B- But why?? - Colin was blushing a lot - im just an average computer - you are more than that to me, you make me feel happy, you made me smile, you have made my days special - said Tony as he gently caressed Colin's cheek Colin didnt think anymore and kissed Tony. - I love you too.. Tony smiled again and gave Colin another kiss And while Colin happily looked at Tony, he came to the conclusion that even if emotions were scary, they made him feel alive, and he was more than happy to feel loved by Tony.

#don’t hug me i’m scared #dhmis #dhmis 2 #dhmis 4 #dhmis tony #dhmis clock #dhmis colin #dhmis computer #dhmis fic #dhmis ship #dhmis digitaltime #dhmis tony x colin #fanfic #oneshot #digitaltime #dhmis digital time #digital time #tony the clock #tony the talking clock

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robobee · 3 years

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long long vent below / dead dove etc . not nsft but minors dont interact

ok SORRY!! SORRY FOR vent postin g on main but this has always been a diary of mine so WHATEVEr i am withering at the fucking seams bro i need to start studying i need to fucking make myself study but its not clicking its not clicking my headphones are broken what will i do if i cant maladaptive daydream while walking back and forth in circles in the dark!!!! yeah its insane whatever but its How I Cope and i need to. i need to block out Outside i need the right music for the right Vibe so i can See it better !!!

and its like. i feel Too MUch !!!!!!!1TOO MUCH!!!! but NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!! i need to cry i need SOmething but the only cig pack i have is from 2020 and it doesnt feel good at all it just feels Gross and Hot which is a win for the genetic nicotine addiction But not a win for living in FUCKING P*KIST*N!!!!! i cant do ANYTHING here!!!!!!!! cant drink bc thats illegal & cant go outside bc its Exam Season and panoramic and also i burned up all my friendships and all of them r fucking oppressed by their parents too anyways i hate it i hate it

my head hurts all the Fucking Time i dont even have the energy to punch shit or to write and i Want to draw so badly!!!!! i see it in my head i see it i see it but i cant put it down!!!!!1 i could do it digitally ik i could but setting up digitally means ill have to restart and pray bc my PS is laggy as hell bc this laptop is ancient and i waaant an ipad pro bc i know the ease of drawing will make me draw more which will make my art better but its Fucking Expensive and the price is doubled because again, FUcking shithole needs to have shit imported AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaa also ill be lucky if i get 30 followers maybe my shit just Sucks which is fair but it means i need to stop putting so much Time to it

but more pressingly my exams start on the 17th anf they dont stop till mid june its the entire fucking A level syll.abus and im gonna be real with ya i was fully planning on game ending by now but! shocker im still kicking and now i have to deal with the Fucking Mess that depressed bitch left me in and i cant study i cant i dont know how to explain it i cant make myself do it !i want to i need to im trying nobody is fucking Getting It “get motivated” THATS NOT THE FUCKING PROBLEM!!!!!!!!111111 my fucking intestines are trying to eat me too and i Feel that e.d crawling back in and i dont have the !!!!!!!!1fucking time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

im gonna peel my skin back im gonna crunch my skull into the fucking pavement AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaa’];;[;’.’

and yeah yeah obviously theres the whole Everything You’ve Ever Made Is Fucking GAAAAAAARBAAAGEEEEEE thing like. yeah yeah i know ok i KNOW im immensely critical thats all my fucking therapist ever tells me and i keeep getting these. fuckign Flashbacks randomly bc this stupid bitch shrink decided to delve into “”””memories”“““““ right before a time im Supposed To Be Functional like! things! are! repressed! for a reason!!!! and i miss my fucking dad but i never liked him when he was alive so! contain multitudes i guess!

and i cant Make the Stuff im supposed to make and i know some of my friendships r reliant on that but . i cant and theyre gonna burn and i also hate being so sour abt not having my love language reciprocated in the Right way but its the fucking RSD kicking in in high gear babaey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

theres jsut so much Fuckign Cotton in my head i just want to think again but its been like this for at least 9 years now so i dont think i even know what having a clear head is Like i keep fucking up social interactions bc ??? smile?? face make move??? apparently?? and i wanted Time i just want Time i know im smart i know im good at what i do i just need a Clear head and fucking Time but i dont have it i dont HAVE it time isnt fucking Real

#ask to tag #vent tw #vent /#negative tw #negative /#mental health /#long post #ed mention #depression tw #dont read too deep into it i just. i need to get it out Somewhere #fucking AAAAAAAa #this isnt a cry for help or anything its just my. daily state tbh #suicide mention /#sort of #my head fucking Hurts #tbd.#death tw

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tania-grey · 4 years

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So, because I saw a thing, I think I need to reiterate this

Covid-19 is not a joke.

There are no vaccines and there is no anti-bodies formed. If there were, people would not be getting it again. And again. Vaccines rely heavily on the concept of the body forming an immunity to the virus or bacteria. But the human body hasnt been able to form this immunity or anti-body. As a direct result, *a vaccine simply is not possible.*

I get it, people think its inevitable and that its gonna hang out forever but the problem here is that people are *refusing to follow basic quarantine guidelines*. Thats why we are in this mess right now. All it took was one (1) person to ignore the guidelines to catapult the entire world into this global pandemic.

I get it. No one feels its their fault or their responsibilty. Everyone wants to put it all at arms length and pretend its not that important, thats its just a sensational news item to further socio-political agendas.

Let me tell you something.

The first covid-19 related death in washington county, MO was a teacher. A *teacher.* Not a hospital worker who deals with Covid-19 cases. A *teacher.* They had done so well at keeping it all under control but then they decided it was a fantastic idea to get hundreds of kids and adults together and to have school sporting events where entire parking lots are packed with vehicles and they honestly try to tell us that social distancing can be properly executed safely?

I get it! You're sick and tired of sheltering in place! You're sick amd tired not seeing your family and friends! Your afraid your gonna be homeless because of this pandemic! And it makes you want to just *move on* with life and pretend that Covid-19 is just a part of life now and what you dont get is that its *not.*

Abled neurotypicals, I get it. You dont have the resources or life time of training the rest of us had to literally prepare us for this very issue of isolation and boredom and anxiety and stress and fear. Its frustrating! You're getting cabin fever! But instead of learning from us, you just shove us all aside because your own need for socialization is too importamt for the lives of those arpund you.

Its still dangerous. Do not be fooled by the numbers becoming normal. Do mot be fooled by being 9+ months in into thinking its not as bad as you think it is. Is your house going to do you or your family any good if you're dead? If you cant breath and feel something like glass in your lungs? Is education going to be of any benefit if your children are dead? Is the children's mental well being from socialization going to be of any benefit if they die from contracting covid-19 from their friends when education is now made accessible in digital formatting? Are you really going to say its all more important that being *alive*???

I was forced to resign from school. I lost my food stamps because of lack of work. Im not looking for pity or money. Im looking to keep myself, my almost 4 yo cousin, and my parents alive. Im looking at not needlessly exposing myself to children who arent even required to wear masks and even if they *were* required, they are all kids under the age of 6 with memtal and behavioral issues that will, without fail, grab at things and i would have to be in their faces as I try to help them into their harnesses. They will inevitably pull my mask off. How am i to sanitize bwtween every student when several need my attention at the same time? how can i possibly enforce social distancing when several of them are going to unbuckle themselves at school but begin to Congregate in the bus aisle?

Im sorry, but I cannot endorse that. I cannot knowingly put myself or those children in that position.

You say we need to move on with life. But what life will there be to continue if you catch covid-19? Could you honestly live with yourself if you knew you made a close family member or friend catch covid-19? Im sorry, but I cannot. Life itself is too important and too precious. Why on earth would I selfishly risk it by pretending its at arms length and a mere new sensation? Im sorry, but no. Its not my fault for listening to direction when you cannot. If you get covid-19, at least i know that I didnt contribute to spreading it. Thats on you. You killed yourself and your friends and your family by thinking its benign despite repeated, non-stop warnings and regulations. By somehow thinking your personal rights are more important than the lives of those you hold dear. Thats your loss and I pity any who suffer Covid-19 because of your own selfishness.

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lordseochangbin · 4 years

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he’s back, for his princess ♔ ♕

description: you used to be the prettiest most popular girl back in high school when your boyfriend was around. but since he left for a music career, his enemies have bullied you. they’ve called theirs’ way too many times,, until your boyfriend comes back– to claim you his once again. masterlist

a/n: wow i cant believe it. 1.2k followers?? thank you so much guys <333

———————————— part 2

you were sobbing under the covers when trinity ran into the room. “mel.. are you okay?! changbin said-”

you peeked a little from under the covers, after your phone sex your arousal was spread all over your blankets-- and you didn’t want to make that clear to your best friend. “changbin said you were hurt?”

you sighed deeply as she showcased her concern, “it’s alright trinity, we’ll talk about it in the am okay? i just wanna sleep right now, and you should get some sleep too” you smiled a little to show your appreciation, earning a smile back from her.

“alright then.. good night mel. youre making breakfast by the way”

“fineee” you grumbled as you covered your face with the cotton sheets.

your mind lingered around other things however. you hadn’t talked to changbin in a week or so and he called you like that? he asked about your day, but as time went on it seemed like changbin did own you. he called you whenever he wanted, whenever he needed to. maybe wooyoung was right, you thought. maybe you were changbin’s little whore. your eyes filled with tears, slipping shut as your slowly put on your pajama shorts again, discomfort between your wetness and the material. he did show concern for you, but he seemed so far away.

i miss changbin, you thought for the billionth time that day.

a week later, you woke up to your phone filled with calls from changbin. the quicker you declined, the more he called back.as the sunshine started the brighten through your window you woke up to make trinity breakfast once again- yes you were that grateful for saving you the other day- and packed your bags to leave.

“leaving early?” trinity asked, forced to wipe her morning eyes because the sun. you unconsciously walked to the school building, but your thoughts were someplace elsewhere. even after class, till the afternoon, your mind was still thinking about changbin. what if he was just calling you for morning sex this time? maybe that’s why he was so desperate to call this morning. “little horny fucker” you cussed, kicking a pebble with so much angst it hit someone in the shin.

“ouch!” wooyoung sarcastically said. “fiesty now, huh babygirl?” wooyoung was walking along with two girls, selena and bailey-- both used to be in love with changbin.

you stopped your tracks, simply walking around him before bumping into mingi. “where do you think youre going? off to changbin?” he laughed

“no..” you mumbled softly before he could grab your shoulders.

“what’s wrong now? its been two years since he left, you should just end it now hmm?” bailey suggested

“yeah love, facetime calls are no better than what you could be getting from us” wooyoung winked

“fucking disgusting” you spat into wooyoungs face, shoving him off to the side. mingi was quick to grab you, pushing you onto the floor like last time.

“god, how could he be into such a stupid bitch like you?” selena said before you could feel her foot to your face. you fell on your back, your hands quickly meeting your face to take out the pain.

with a huff, you got back on your two feet- pushing selena onto the ground. this was not something you wanted to do, however you felt the need to keep your pride. they were degrading you on the spot, and you felt like you had to something back.

wooyoung grabbed your hand, pulling you closer to him. “hey! apologize, you little whore. god- you take on so much for your boyfriend huh?”

“what’s so bad about that?” you heard a deep yet familiar voice ask. you looked up to see a dark figure unlatch your hand from wooyoung’s, pushing him off to the side. from the angle, the sun made his face dark, as if your lord(seochangbinhhahaha) and savior was standing with in front of you, the brightness of the sky surrounding his perfect features.

“changbin-” you spoke breathless as he helped you up.

“now i swear to fucking god, one of you guys messes with my girl and i will find you, got it?” he spat onto mingi’s face before dragging you out of the scene.

“ch-ch-CHANGBIN.” you panted, pulling on his arm for him to stop.

he turned around, quickly pulling you into his arms. “god, i missed you so much mel” (a/n: ok sorry i just imagined him saying my name and cried omg)

tears started to fall from your eyes as the print of wooyoungs grip on your hand started to carry feeling, but changbin’s comfort next to you was enough to make you feel better.

“shh...shh.. im here now baby. and im here to stay” you looked up at changbin in confusion, “but.. but stray ki-”

“they’re all going back to school, except for chan woojin and minho, but the rest will be coming here” he whispered. your eyes looked to his hand, full of bruises from the lack of rest.

“now let’s get you home, huh?” he whispered, only to hear you hum in response. the feeling of being in his arms quickly took over your mind, your voice left speechless, eyes focused on only him. it was crazy to think he was here now for you. but it was real, you could tell.

when you two got home the kitchen was filled with trinity’s cooking, minho holding her waist as she works around some food on the stove.

“changbin.. mel youre back!!” trinity said, moving minho to the side making him pout.

“we already caught you two” changbin laughed as trinity slapped minho’s chest.

“ouch! hey it’s not my fault they came early” minho said, clutching onto the spot where trinity hit him.

after awhile of talking and setting up the table together, the four of you sat around the prepared food. much discussion went on about the band and their postive outcome before dinner was long gone.

“mel.. you should be jealous. changbin was all over me in front of the cameras” minho said, making you turn to changbin. minho hands met the table as he felt a sharp pain the shin.

“fuck-- why is everyone hurting me today?” you and trinity laughed together as changbin shot piercing eyes through minho’s skin.

after awhile the table was relaxed, and you felt a hand on your thigh.

it started out as a surprise, your hand on top of his as he gave your thigh a tight squeeze. but then it became more. your hands fell off his as he started to move his around more.. up your shirt... down your leg... on your heated core. you let out a small gasp as you felt his tease you, shooting him a quick glare before asking trinity if she needed help.

“with this? don’t worry about it. i have to put minho to work anyways” minho pouted as he started to grab plates and before you could reply changbin decided to interrupt you.

“sounds good, we’re gonna go to her room”

“changbin-” you gasped as he grabbed your hand, feeling yourself being dragged out of the room.

“wait!” minho called before changbin could open your door, “should i turn on the tv, just in case your ‘snoring’ gets too loud?” he asked with a smirk

you turned around meeting eyes with trinity, herself trying not to laugh as he hugged minho from behind

“yeah” changbin replied, “make sure to keep your volume up” he smirked, making your jaw drop as he pulled you into the room and closed the door shut behind you.

immediatly you heard the tv turn on, the volume increasing before changbin could slam your back against the wall.

“you thought i wouldn’t have you tonight, huh?” changbin purred into your ear in a deep, stirring voice.

you closed your eyes in quick pain, his hand on top of your wrist. his hand was on top of your wrist. and it hurt like hell.

“a-are you okay? babe?” his mean eyes quickly softened as he let go of you, “did i do something?” he asked in a caring tone

“it’s just my wrist babe.. can you go soft on me today?” you asked, your head tilting to the side as he considered the question.

changbin gently grabbed your hand by the fingertips, giving your wrist a quick kiss before kissing your shoulder,, your collar bone,, your neck,, and finally your lips.

your hummed into the kiss as he swiped his tongue under, dominance so hard yet soft as he picked you up and placed you on the bed

“are you sure you’re okay with this?” he asked, his body hovering over yours

“i’m okay..” you said, wrapping your hands around his neck as his strong arms caged you. “now let me see just how much you missed me” you whispered

his eyes carried stars as he examined your face. fuck, how were you so beautiful? the way you hug him, the way you kiss him, the way you talk dirty to him. he gave you a peck on the lips before stripping the both of you off.

“i missed this” he whispered, giving you another kiss as one hand started to massage your breasts. his thumb caressed them before pinching your nipple, making your eyes shut at the feeling. his other hand was quick to find your wet core, placing two digits inside as he moved inside you.

“so wet for me already... i love it” he said as small moans started to escape your lips. your body started to roll against his, the need for movement and less distance started to feel real as changbin used his strong arm to pull you closer to him.

slowly his hand left your chest to meet your ass, giving it a tight squeeze before using it as a relief as he watched your fuck his fingers on the spot. you started to whimper loudly realizing how much damage it would be once his fingers were replaced. once he was all in you. the thought made your core dripping yet as changbin started to mumble quick “i love you’s” onto your chest.

and in that moment your felt his member slid past your folds with no warning. he placed his lips on top of yours giving you the time to get used to the stretch before moving inside you.

“i- OH-love you” you yelped as he hit your g-spot. he was soft yet so quick as he thrusted into you, his hands on both your sides so he wouldn’t crush you on top of the bed. you watched as his grip on the comforter tightened, his veins popping as his eyes fluttered at the feeling of being inside you.

“baby it’s been too long.. im gonna cum” he said

“go faster binnie” you whispered, a hand grabbed his hair as he increased his pace

your mouth stayed open, moans and grunts leaving the both of you. the bed creaking, tv blasting to cover your noises from anyone outside of your room. but you couldn’t hear anything else. all you could hear was a quick yet loud groan before changbin’s warm cum could meet your pussy.

“babe...?” he asked as you continued to thrust yourself against him, cumming oh so fine around his member.

“i know you said to be soft today..” he said, one hand off the bed to caress your flustered cheeks “but may i remind you of who your boyfriend is? i think you forgot while i was gone”

your eyes started to tear as he left his cock inside you. what was this? he wasn’t calling you his whore? his fucktoy? his princess? you sighed in relief, wondering why you could ever believe that he was using you, especially after coming back.

“its you changbin. you’re the love of my life” you whispered before he could place you under the sheets.

he chuckled, happy that you still loved him-even after leaving you. “i love you baby” he said

“i love you too” he replied back, placing a kiss on your forehead before grabbing a towel to clean the both of you up.

#for his princess #stray kids #seo changbin #seo changbin smut #stray kids smut #changbin smut #skz smut #stray kids scenarios #seo changbin hard hours #skz hard hours #stray kids imagines #changbin imagines #seo changbin scenarios #skz suggestive #stray kids suggestive #bye i love changbin #stray kids changbin

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jenosweave · 5 years

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college!kun

FINALLY A KUN REQUEST!! this is one of my favorites please enjoy and don’t let me flop!!

let’s start w the basics…

major: linguistics

minor: comparative literature

extracurriculars: book club

other: literally writing his own novel??

school life

kun is such a good student

he always does his work on time and tries to get ahead when he can

he’s a plug too

he'll even do his friends’ readings and summarize it for them if they have a particularly busy week

he doesn’t allow himself to be used though

he just loves and appreciates his friends so much and wants to help them be successful when there are things they cant control that can get in the way of that

kun really enjoys his studies

his required courses are really stimulating and keep him on his toes

he loves leaving class every day feeling like he’s one step closer to understanding where language comes from and why we communicate the way we do

kun’s passion for linguistics sprouted from his adoration of reading

he’s a member of every book he could find on campus

he firmly believes the more you read, the more perspectives you’re able to see, which in turn, makes you a generally more enlightened and compassionate person

kun loves reading and language so much that he decided to just write his own book over the summer for fun

he sent a “very rough draft” to a local publisher

just for experience

and to get him used to rejection in case he ever wants to seriously pursue a career in writing someday

but now he’s fucked because

they actually liked it??? so he kind of has a book deal now??

which he was not expecting at all

there were a lot of comments for him to address as he expected

and the first one he decided to deal with was the lack of a love interest for his protagonist

except there’s only one problem with that

he has no idea how to successfully write for a love interest

so he does what any normal young writer would do to get inspiration

and goes to the university’s monthly speed dating event in the quad

early stages

you had been “too single for too long,” according to your best friend

and the only way you could get them to shut up about it was if you attended one of the school’s speed dating nights

and you decided it was worth the trouble, and made your way to the quad to get this over with

you had exactly two and a half minutes with every person you’d “date”

and for the most part, those two and a half minutes couldn’t go by fast enough

after talking to other students who only cared about football, trucks, and battlestar galactica, you were about ready to up and go

but your second to last “date” changed your mind

his name was kun

“alright this is gonna go by quick, so i’m gonna take the reigns if you don’t mind,” he spoke

he was oddly productive

you nodded

“great!’ he smiled. “any hobbies?”

“well, i love to read an-”

“reading? me too! what genres are you into?”

a wide smile stretched across his smooth face and his pupils dilated noticeably UGH CUTIE

“i mean, i like fantasy, historical fiction, biographies, science fi-”

“no way! me too!” he interrupts. “i just like all books so much!! i’m writing my own actually!”

you thought that was mighty impressive and asked him what his book is about

and he told you he can’t disclose that information because of his publishing deal

and youre like,,,, wA i T.. PUBLISHER?? THAT’S SO COOL!!

and he goes, “thank you! maybe you’d like to come and read it sometime when it’s finished.”

you couldn’t help but blush and turn your head away

and that’s when you noticed you only had ten seconds left on the stopwatch

you hurriedly seized the pen the event organizers had left on the desk and grabbed kun by the wrist, taking him by surprise and causing a slight gasp to escape his lips

you messily scribbled your number onto his forearm

and as soon as you had finished writing your digits, the timer rang

as you both departed from the table, kun shouted at you from a distance “how am i supposed to read this chicken scratch?!”

you shot him a smile playfully and shouted back

“text me!”

you didn’t receive a text that night

or the night after

but the night after that, your phone dinged as soon as you hopped out of the shower

“hey! this is kun from the speed dating thing. i hope this is the right number. i’ve already texted three wrong people and have had to explain myself to each of them. it’s really embarrassing. please confirm if this is you!”

you sent him a simple “:)” in response

“so does that mean you’re down to get a coffee with me tomorrow?”

“:)”

the next morning, you had the first of many, many morning coffee breaks outside the school library

these quick little meetups usually concluded with a quick sift through the library, where you’d each recommend each other your favorite books and read the prologues to each other over a hot cup of coffee

at first, the librarians used to kick you out for having drinks inside, but now youre clever and just hide your cups under your jackets

this became a weekly occurrence

and then it started happening twice a week

and now you basically see kun every other day

he even managed to get you to join the biographical book club with him, something you’d be way too nervous to do before meeting him

kun was such a good guy

you knew he was smart and funny and you knew he was caring and fun to be around

but what you didn’t know is that he had been smitten with you from the second you scribbled your number onto his arm

one day, as you were studying for your last final of the semester, you got a call from kun

you sent him the automated response, “sorry, i cant talk right now”

but he called right back anyway

“what is it?” you answered

“i’m sorry if you’re studying but this is super important and im so excited and i just have to tell someone!”

“what’s up kun?”

“my book! it’s finished! and i finally added in the love interest like the publishers asked!”

“I’M SO PROUD OF YOU BITCH

“finish studying! then we can facetime and i can read you a chapter!”

and so for the next thirty nights (even over your winter break), you and kun would facetime so he could read you a chapter until the book was finished

and you’d give him pointers at the end of each one so he could go back and revise once you had gone to sleep

the plot was incredible, honestly

the protagonist was a divorced middle-aged man whose wife left him for being too aggressive and absent-minded all the time

in the divorce, the wife got full custody of their teenage son

but when she goes on a business trip, the protagonist gets to watch the son

however, when he goes to pick the son up to take him to his house, hes nowhere to be found

so the novel follows this poor guy trying to find his missing son

but no one seems to be listening to him, so hes losing his mind

he’s working alongside the police and falls for the dci leading the investigation

and basically in the end it turns out he’s schizophrenic and his wife and son never existed at all

all of this was in his imagination

and he had just been showing up to the police station every day like a crazy person

kun did so much research for that

he even got the accuracy of his portrayal of a schizophrenic checked by his pal psych major!jungwoo

on the night kun finally finished reading to you

you were sh0000000000000k like what the fuck all that trouble for it all to be fake?? genius kun!!

so he asked for your feedback on the development and personalities of all his characters

you complimented him on how well he portrayed the dci

they weren’t your typical love interest

they were headstrong and witty and educated

and they were determined to help the protagonist find his son when no one else was listening to him

“you like them?” he asked you

“yes! they were so different than i had expe-”

“i was hoping you’d like them. i was inspired by you.”

your heart BURST!!!

“KUN THAT’S SO SWEET!”

and that’s when he explained to you why he went to speed dating to begin with, and told you he was so glad to have met you

because you were the “perfect muse”

and then he asked if you’d like to be his s/o

and of course

you said yes bc duh?? he’s kun??

relationship

kun is the cutest bf ever!!!

nothing has really changed between you two

you still have library and car dates

but now you hold hands sometimes

and when kun is feeling extra bold, he gives you a peck on the cheek

you guys have such a cute and innocent relationship

you can often be seen together on the campus quad where you met for the first time, you in kuns arms, him tickling your stomach to make you giggle

he’s so sweet and is so considerate of your needs

out of all the boys, he’s hands down the one most likely to change for you if you guys hit a rough patch

he always pays for food

which kind of ticks you off because what if one day he goes broke

but all he really cares about is your happiness and satisfaction

and he really just wants you to know that no one loves you quite like he does

and he tells you every day how grateful he is to have you in his life

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lizord-lord · 6 years

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The Sides As Quotes From Discord

these ones are old lol and remy’s here too

Roman: *puts hand up to friends forehead as if taking temperature* I diagnose you with Gay.

Roman: NO KITCHEN IS SAFE FROM MY WRATH

Virgil: someone keeps leaving their socks in the lifeguarding hut and if they do it one more time i’m going to unravel the socks thread by thread

Virgil: It represents how I feel inside Patton: Why are you screaming inside stop that

Remy: press D for disrespects Roman: F for fuck You Deceit: L for lies Logan: W for what the fuck Patton: C is for cuddles

Patton: am I the only one who eats three meals in this house? Virgil: yes Logan: yes Roman: yes

Roman: Roses are red violets are red everything is red, I have spilled paint

Virgil: costco has big dick energy

Remy: people are hard to recognize naked

Virgil: I shall now enjoy the free sample of death

Virgil: yeet Virgil: the window Virgil: out of the window Patton: no Virgil: yeet shoes Patton: no Virgil: yeet air Patton: ...how? Virgil: breathe yeetingly Virgil: breathingly yeet Virgil: beeathingly yeetinyly breathe yeet

Patton, placing an eraser on Logan’s head: Beans Logan: Please stop being like this

Virgil: Having a fucking distilled water icon mother fucking jumpscare me in the middle of my fucking story like a FNAF game or some shit is the weirdest fucking thing to happen to me but it was also fucking terrifying why the fuck do I still have Thomas with a fucking water bottle icon because "ha distilled water is neutral and Thomas is neutral" well ha ain't that fucking funny the mother fucking water bottles are coming for my soul now and it's all my fucking fault FUCK YOU DISTILLED WATER WHAT THE FUCK

Roman: There are two kinds of people. The ones that get some sleep and the ones that get fucked

Virgil: You want what cellphone. WHAT?! The fucking charger's D?!

Patton: Except slugs don’t eat meat, they’d probably just curl up and cry.

Roman: i still feel kinda cute but like DIE

Roman: I CANT BE GAY PAST WORKING HOURS

Virgil over voice call: You're our hostage now! Roman also over voice call:You shall never escape our wra- Patton: Sorry guys, I need to go to Walmart! Virgil: Um sir, our hostage left to go to Walmart

Logan: Hey Roman, wanna see something? Roman: ...Okay? Logan: Say something that you don’t like. Like, something bad that’s happening Roman: Uh...I have to go to work today? Logan: Oh, that’s sad. Hey Siri...play Despacito Virgil: *bursts out of room* WhO tAuGhT yOu ThAt-

Virgil: I don't sleep. I try a free sample of death

Roman: do you ever just make a silly decision but then something else happens and it's like no turning back like you decide not to turn on the bathroom light and that's fine but then you close the door and realize it's now pitch black and you could just turn on the light but no, I made this choice and I shall piss in the dark

Patton:BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN

Roman: You went from smut to angst in 1 shower

Logan: fear my sound mind and face of lenny

Remy: the alien ritual for mating is: 1. Procure object of affection 2. Kill any opposition- assert dominance in any way possible 3. Create nest for mate, bring them to it for them to reject or accept a. if rejected, tear nest apart and try again b. if accepted- copulate Roman: 'throw a tantrum' is an alien step to courting, man, i might have alien game

Virgil: Worm Logan: What?? Virgil: WORM Logan: WHAT DOES THAT MEAN Virgil: worm :) Logan: WHAT THE FUCK VIRGIL

Logan: we are just future deceased people. Roman: you cant prove im not immortal.

Virgil: whenever someone asks for salt I'm scared I'll be thrown across the table

Roman: yes we did discuss how people would come for our blood, and we would perch on our thrones, sip tea, and laugh

Roman: DAMMIT DISCORD MY FILES ARE NOT 'TOO POWERFUL' YOU'RE JUST W E A K

Logan: go take your bass-ackwards, narrow minded, unimaginative thinking somewhere deep into the pits of your own asshole and get the fuck outta my face.

Patton: IM GONNA MAIL MYSELF TO YOUR HOME AND JUMP OUT LIKE A FUCKING STRIPPER FROM A CAKE, BUT IT WILL BE A BOX AND ILL BE HOLDING A RUSTY PIPE

Roman: Perfect. I'll be a glittery, deadly tornado of indiscriminate strikes.

Virgil: you absolute douche canoe

Patton: Didn't you say your doctor told you to cut down on the coffee? Virgil: We're still in single digits at 3pm. That is 'cutting down' for me.

Patton: Are you okay Virgil? I haven't heard you play MCR in a while so I wanted to make sure you're still doing well

Virgil: what are cishets, is that some new vegetable Roman: Idk I’m still not convinced that my cishet friend isn’t actually just a bunch of velociraptors in a trench coat

Patton: I've been calling baby ducks the wrong thing for my entire 21 years of existence..... I have always called them quacklings

Virgil: also: Deceit, I have a present for you! I really think you'll like it! Virgil: It's a rocketship Virgil: now go to the sun

Patton: THESE GUYS NEED TO FUCK OFF!! Logan: that is not a subjective statement. However *throws a bunch of studies on child separation in your face* THIS IS AN OBJECTIVE FUCK OFF!"

Roman: I may be a mess but I can't look like one

(who said what under the cut)

Fae @theshipqueenarrives

Airam (no tumblr)

Nat @plan-with-a-pan

Yuthika @supremestoverlord Yuthika’s dad

Jensen @purediscordhell Allana (no tumblr) Jensen Nat Hela @why-things-go-boom

Allana’s brother Allana Allana’s sister Allana’s mom

Fae

Elena @impatentpending

Ierin @ierindoodles

Dev (yeet) @deverick-racoma Dee (anti-yeet) @nirascharacterdump

Sparrow @poisonedapples Sparrow’s brother

Sparrow

Ierin

My mom

Yuthika

Fae’s friend Fae’s other friend Fae Fae’s friend

Sparrow’s dad Sparrow’s mom Sparrow’s dad Sparrow’s mom Sparrow’s dad Sparrow

Ierin

Dee

Jack @patton-croc-agenda Me

Liz @pinkeasteregg Liz’s friend (not tumblr or gay)

Ezra @starry-eyed-haiku-dreamer Ezra’s friend

Ierin

Tori @typical-torii

Tori

Em @em-be-lievable Em’s friend Em

Mason’s stepdad (mason has a tumblr but I can never find what it is)

Me Em

Avery @the-incedible-sulk

Me (as patton and logan)

Nat

#discord schenanigans #roman sanders #patton sanders #logan sanders #virgil sanders #ts remy #ts deceit #we're weird people ok #these are old #i've had them saved for a while #finally got around to it

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unproduciblesmackdown · 6 years

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✨how did you get into MK? what position do u usually sleep in? How often do you spend on a piece of art that you take from sketch to colored? What are your favorite snack foods? Do you get your hair cut every 6 weeks and do you stick with the same look?✨

hmm mk is a bit of an anomaly for sure….even tho ive been sifting around webcomics for abt a decade now, i really only ever am keeping up w a handful and rarely actually pick up any new ones. i’m the same way w like, all other forms of media, like shows and music and stuff…its not like even me being all too critically picky, coz i can hardly ever convince myself to check out shit i know i do/will like. but anyways i suppose it was a couple yrs ago and me freezing my ass off in a barely-insulated terrible expensive apartment while dying of depression & it was the middle of the night & i wasnt tired, and sometimes i reread a comic coz i realize ive completely lost track of the plot or characters or something…so i was doing that and there was a guest comic by the artist for mk & i was like, well you know, thats cute and funny and i like how they draw, i’ll just put this in a separate tab and maybe come back to look at their comic for once in my life b/c its not like i hve anything better to do at like 4am. so i finished my reread and figured i’d check out at least a bit of mk & when it drops kip on you right off it took me like 2.5 pgs to he like “well so………he’s gay right? and a nerd?” and so then i was like, obviously i have to follow through on this Gay Lead. b/c i mean, you never really go into anything assuming that anybody will actually get to be Not Straight, no matter how obvious it seems b/c you can’t trust anyone. so even though its right there and makes no sense for him to be straight i was still like going along trying to keep my hopes down even tho there’s no other interpretation….even when the surprise came that he has a beautiful Ex Boyf & i had like a heart attack b/c that far along i was already like “woops i also love him” i was still like trying to come at it from some other angle like…… Maybe This Is Just… Um….. i dont remember but i was like ok but seriously this Has to be an ex right? i mean my god. anyway by that point i was also deeply invested in the fact that kip is v….v much many Char Types i love and xtreme relatable plus he’s flawless and deserves the best despite being doomed for the worst……. so anyways at that point it was like 7am & i was thrilled and yelling a bit about that sweet rare vindication of This Is All Gay Right and like gosh hope he gets kissed by like everybody…… and thats about how that went

oh god…… trying to find a sleeping position can be the worst a lot of the time. like, it changes up and i have to do the tossing and turning bit… sometimes its all huddled up and other times my body wants to be stretched out… im sabotaged by the whims of my body re its comfort tbh. like i’ll be fine in any position and then suddenly my limbs or hips or whatever decide they’re uncomfortable. the other week it was only sleeping on my stomach that was tolerable. i guess on avg i sleep on my side but theres no real standard position, i wish there was

phew i…honestly can rarely draw anything in a matter of less than hours. under 2 hours is shockingly rare. it depends on the day for sure, sometimes drawing comes more naturally, sometimes my focus is less terrible…. for a guess at whats average though, for like a usual drawing that i also add color to, i’d put it at maybe, 5-7 hrs? i’m awful at paying attention to when i start/stop something. and i have a lot of pauses in there b/c of the terrible focus bit. but usually i don’t do coloring thats too fancy so it only tends to add on a couple of hours to the lineart, which is helped along if i’m doing it digitally w how easy it is to erase stuff and not worry abt the sketch being too messy to clean up or whatever. sometimes i wish i could spend another eon on the coloring also, but you can spend just as much time on colors as the lineart and i like to do everything in one go too much for that really… plus just that i’m bad w colors and dont expect to ever be as good at them as with the lineart element of things. anyways tldr all you need to know is…i’m really slow :(

oh god snacks…. i love to eat anything really. i’ll make anything a snack or a meal or whatever. i like stuff like corn chips or just dry crackers… i like to eat cereal just plain… i’ll eat a box of corn chex any day. or a box of oreos probably in like one go. i am a fan of cookies and ice cream and everything. pretzel sticks are great too. fruit snacks are great… a few times ive just been in the mood to cut some like orange bell peppers into strips and eat that…carrots are amazing too… theres this cucumber/cream cheese dip that is…fantastic with chips. idk i like to eat most things

i actually used to tend to wait too long to get my haircut and put it off till it’d been like two months and was getting too long in the back and i hated it lol….. i know we’ve talked abt the Homophobia In The Salon how you have to try to wrangle the stylist into accepting that yes, you really want it that short, and keep them from trying to take it in their own direction. and i’m nervous enough w social stuff like that where i cant know what to say beforehand, and doubly nervous b/c of it being really stressful and exhausting for me to try to just like stick to what you actually want and explain this very simple cut to ppl who sometimes will act like they have no idea what you mean…and it would be triply difficult b/c back in the day i’d catch all this shit over having my hair as short as i wanted b/c my mom was having a whole internal shitstorm about me being a wholeass queer and so of course she was gonna flip out about how i look as if that will solve things for her. i always forget that i Was in fact abused for the ol “not seeming properly cishet” business. so the nervousness abt the haircut experience lingered!! but it helps that sometimes i’d find a really nice stylist who would be friendly and remember the general idea of the cut i liked, and i could stick with them and that was helpful. but for the past year i’ve really just been giving myself a continuous haircut myself w the occasional aid of a bathroom mirror, i’m not fancy. my Ideal Cut gradually got shorter and shorter over the years, w it now being maybe an inch and a half on top and shorter on the sides in that General Undercut format. i rly dont like much length on the back of the neck or by the ears lol…plus it doesnt help having glasses when your hair is getting too long. maybe it would be nice if i could someday dye it my favorite kind of blue, right. but in the meantime, as long as its short enough i’m good

#long post xoxo

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phandomsecretvalentines · 6 years

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Tell Me Everything Will Be Alright

This is my fic (and my first phanfic wow) for the 2018 Phandom Secret Valentines, and my valentine is @citrouillephan!

I hope you enjoy! -from your valentine, @realityfallsapart

tags: fluff, angst, 2009 AU

words: 4.7k

Summary: Dan Howell tends to get lost in his head and his thoughts have a habit of ruling him even when he doesn’t want them to. When he and his best friend finally have a chance at meeting, Dan starts to wonder if he is actually good enough for the amazing human being that is Phil Lester.

(ao3 link)

(Thank you so much to @moonbeamphan for reading this over and helping me! This wouldn’t be as good without you!)

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Dan typed his answer and sent it by hitting enter before leaning back in his chair and letting out a shaky breath that seemed to rattle his insides. His laptop chirped quietly, announcing that Phil had replied to him. He couldn’t bring himself to look at it right away. Finally, after a few moments, he flicked his eyes down to the white screen of the computer in his lap where Phil’s most recent message seemed to glare up at him.

Phil :) (9:47 PM)

i know!

i can’t believe it either!

For a few moment, Dan could do nothing but stare at the screen; at the black words disrupting the artificial white light. It was the only thing that gave Dan any sort of illumination in his room; everything else was dark. He bit his lip and thought about the possible pros and cons of shutting his laptop and burying his head under his duvet to pretend that everything was fine because it was. It’s all fine.

Dan shook his head and reached his hands down to the keyboard. He wouldn't—couldn’t—do that to Phil. Phil deserved so much better than that. His numb fingers typed out a small sentence, only realizing that it had several typos until after he had sent it. He mentally kicked himself for it.

Dan ^-^ (9:51 PM)

Me niether! it seems like thsi would n e v e r happen!

**neither, this

Jeez i can spell

Phil :) (9:51 PM)

idk dan are you sure you can def spell? those seem like some pretty beginner mistakes…

Dan knew Phil was kidding. He knew that it was just Phil playing around with Dan like they normally did. Like they had been doing for months at this point. But in Dan’s heightened state of anxiety and stress, he couldn’t help but berate himself further. God, Phil must think of him as a kid now, he can’t even spell right!

Dan crashed back into his mattress, groaning and squeezing his eyes shut.

“Stupid, stupid, stupid….” he muttered, hitting his forehead with his hand with every word.

Looking back on this moment, Dan would laugh and realize how utterly idiotic his anger with himself was coming from, but right now, in bed with the lights off and by himself, he couldn’t help but magnify the issue. He had been anxious and stressed without a pause this entire week.

He looked up at his ceiling, sighing in growing frustration towards himself, but it wasn’t just because of his inability to catch his typos. In fact, it had nothing to do with them. The typos had just tipped him right over the edge and all of his insecurities crashed over him like waves, his head nearly going under the tide.

To say he wasn’t good enough was an understatement. To say that Phil deserved a much better best friend than Dan was even more of one. Phil was older, more experienced, more mature, funny, smart, kind, and extremely compassionate. He had a great time making pretty successful and entertaining videos (at least in Dan’s opinion, and he would always fight anyone who said otherwise) on the side, on top of balancing life. Dan was younger, so much more less experienced with everything, he got overwhelmed with life and spent the majority of his time curled up under his covers surfing through the waves of his latest existential crisis or playing PC video games that he would forget about within the next 24 hours. He was purgatory in the form of a human and an incredibly underwhelming one at that.

He wasn’t sure how long exactly he laid there, stewing in his self-deprecation and wishing that he was better. Better in literally every aspect, maybe then he would finally be worth Phil’s time, if only a little bit. His computer chirped again, and then twice more minutes later in rapid succession, as if angry. Dan grasped for the thing, pulling it up to his chest, lacking the energy to sit back up.

Phil :) (10:07 PM)

Dan you know im joking right?

Phil :) (10:16 PM)

Dan? you still there? i was joking i promise you can make all the typos you want

u didnt fall asleep did you?

Dan couldn’t help the watery smile that turned the corners of his mouth up, albeit it being a small one. Phil had that effect on him even if Dan was falling apart on the inside. Just a little though, he was fine.

Dan ^-^ (10:18 PM)

nooo im not sleeping

Phil :) (10:18 PM)

Dan ^-^ (10:19 PM)

why the frowny face

Dan tried to keep the fear out of his thoughts but the talons of doubt had already settled around his heart. Was Phil mad that he didn’t answer right away? Would-

His laptop signaled the arrival of Phil’s reply, and Dan really didn’t know if he wanted to slam the lid of his computer shut or jump at the opportunity to find out if he had just ruined the best friendship he had ever had. Ever will. He went for the latter.

(Dan supposed he might be overreacting, but then again, when wasn’t he, it seemed?)

Phil :) (10:20 PM)

did i insult your typing skills one too many times? is that why you disapeared?

*disappeared

Dan used the best coping mechanisms for dealing with his anxiety that he knew: humor and avoidance. Together, they were a formidable force and Dan had spent a large majority of his time perfecting their potency.

Dan ^-^ (10:20 PM)

now look who’s making the typos

Phil :) (10:20 PM)

Dan.

He gulped. Now he had done it. Fuck. He had to fix this.

Dan ignored the roar behind his ears that seemed to be screaming that he should just ignore this all, pray that things would magically fix themselves and change the topic. That was his fear talking. His self-abandonment. His anxiety. His everything. Phil was worth so much more. So Dan pushed it all away for just long enough to reply.

Dan ^-^ (10:21 PM)

sorry, joke

no, thats not why i ran away

i was just thinking, thats all

Phil :) (10:21 PM)

were you doing it again

Dan tried to pretend that he didn’t know what Phil was talking about and simultaneously cursed himself for telling Phil about his increasing habit for getting lost in his thoughts. He failed. He knew exactly what Phil was talking about.

Back, about three weeks ago in a later-than-normal conversation where all of their inhibitions seemed to dissipate, Dan had finally come clean about how sometimes thoughts got the best of him. He would crumble under them, get so completely and utterly lost in his head that he would sometimes stay there for hours on end, picking apart anything that his conscience decided to dig up. And it hindered Dan, made him hate himself just that much more, made him hate how easily his anxieties held him hostage, stuck. But he couldn’t do much about it, it seemed, for whenever he got lost in his head, he always forgot that he had to get out.

Dan gulped. He had to lie his way out of this. He knew that Phil didn’t like it when Dan got stuck. He could pull off nonchalance, right?

Dan ^-^ (10:22 PM)

Phil :) (10:22 PM)

im not convinced

you were werent you

Dan ^-^ (10:23 PM)

does my word not count for anything lol

Phil :) (10:24 PM)

maybe if we were talking and i could see your face it’d count

Dan ^-^ (10:24 PM)

what’s my face got to do with anything?

Phil’s bubble appeared on the screen once, twice, three times, before he apparently decided on what he was going to say and sent it. The entire time Dan was a few words away from having a breakdown. His hands were shaking. His mind was racing faster than normal. Faster than it had in what seemed like a very long time.

Phil :) (10:26 PM)

bc then i could tell if you were lying

tho rn i dont even need that

Dan ^-^ (10:26 PM)

are u seriously saying im lying

Phil :) (10:27 PM)

yeah

you did everything that you always do when you arent telling the truth

you joked

changed / focused the conversation onto smth else

and besides

ive gathered that you really dont like to talk about the things that bother you. you like to ignore them and stuff

Dan ^-^ (10:28 PM)

so how bout we not talk about them then

Phil :) (10:29 PM)

normally, maybe

but not with this

Dan ^-^ (10:29 PM)

and why not?

Phil :) (10:29 PM)

bc i dont like it when you beat yourself up in your head

Dan ^-^ (10:30 PM)

who said i was beating myself up in my head

Phil :) (10:30 PM)

… dan :/

youre avoiding again

Dan cursed himself. God, since when could Phil read him like a book?

Dan ^-^ (10:32 PM)

fine. maybe i am

what are you gonna do about it philly?

Phil :) (10:32 PM)

daaaaannnnnn

you arent allowed to beat yourself up

no ones allowed to

especially you!

Dan giggled, just a little. He couldn’t help it when Phil was being…well, Phil.

Dan ^-^ (10:33 PM)

and why not? Hmm?

Phil :) (10:34 PM)

bc youre my favorite person silly

my favorite person cant be sad. its just the rules

Dan ^-^ (10:35 PM)

oh yeah? whose rules then, oh wise philip

Phil :) (10:35 PM)

ew dont call me philip my nan calls me that

and theyre my rules

my rules for my favorite person

Dan ^-^ (10:35 PM)

suuurrreee phil. sure its a rule

*philip

Phil’s cursor didn’t appear seconds after Dan had sent his message like usual. Insead, nothing appeared. Their good-natured banter had eased the storm raging inside of Dan and his thoughts and anxieties had died down a little, much more easier to bear with the distraction Phil was giving him, but with the sudden disappearance of his best friend, they came back full force. All of his doubts spilled into the front of his conscience. He shivered. It wasn’t from the cold.

Dan watched the little digital clock at the bottom of his laptop screen count the minutes falling away. One, two, three, four, five, god did what did he do-

Phil :) (10:41 PM)

[multimedia image: click to load]

With his heart in his throat, Dan clicked, and a small window appeared, momentarily covering their chat from Dan’s view. It was hard to make out, the quality bad and the image itself grainy and dark, but it was of a piece of paper lying atop two legs clad in bright pyjamas that Dan could immediately connect to Phil and his eccentric personality. He could make out the tip of Phil’s finger at the top of the shot, too. Squinting, he looked at the paper itself, zooming in to make out the words penned in Phil’s handwriting.

Rules:

1. Dan Howell is my favorite person

2. No one is allowed to make fun of him

3. ESPECIALLY if that “no one” is Dan himself

Dan started to laugh. Only Phil would actually make a list of “rules”. Only Phil.

Before Dan could reply, Phil was typing again.

Phil :) (10:43 PM)

there. proper rules written on proper paper. you have to follow them now

Dan ^-^ (10:44 PM)

i cant believe that you actually wrote rules you spork

but fine! i guess if i have to lol

Dan was still working heavily with avoiding the whole situation entirely, just like with what he was doing to the problem causing him so much stress to begin with, but he couldn’t help it. It’s just how he was.

Phil :) (10:46 PM)

so you admit to your crimes xD

but anyways

you were stuck in your head again

which is okay, i mean, i understand that it’s something you cant help

Dan felt like he was going to cry. Phil’s assurance that Dan’s mind running in panicked circles was perfectly okay was almost too much. Phil’s compassion was almost too much.

But it appeared that Phil wasn’t done, because his laptop dinged quietly again.

Phil :) (10:47 PM)

can i ask whats got you so sad and worried

so i can beat it up

obvs

Now Dan really wanted to cry. How could he tell Phil that the reason was him? How could he say that the root of this ball of anxiety and stress and worrying that had taken over him was Phil himself?

He couldn’t do that to Phil, not when his best friend would undoubtedly take it hard. God, if Phil knew why Dan kept getting lost in himself, he would be crushed.

Dan ^-^ (10:51 PM)

noooo

Phil :) (10:51 PM)

are you sure? i wont judge you dan, i swear it doesnt matter if you think i wont like it

i just wanna be here for you

If Dan wasn’t crying earlier, he was now, a few select tears dripping down his cheeks, brimming with the emotions that had been taking over him this past week. Phil was…too much. He was too kind, too sweet, too undeserving of someone like Dan. God, Phil deserved the whole world, he shouldn’t have to settle with Dan.

Another message appeared on Dan’s screen, as but this one didn’t seem like normal, it was a little off, a little rushed, a little…something. Dan couldn’t place it.

Phil :) (10:53 PM)

bc youre my best friend.

obvs. xD

If Dan wasn’t so out of it and was able to think clearly, he might have questioned Phil’s “clarification” of why and what sense he wanted to be there for him, but Dan was not in the best state of mind and he thought nothing of it.

Dan looked at his screen again. He still had to acknowledge Phil’s question, and he wasn’t sure how to go about it. He wanted to tell Phil he already told him everything, have Phil reassure him and tell him that everything was going to be okay again, like he normally did. But Dan couldn’t. He couldn’t lie again, once was already once too many, and something told Dan that if he tried to ignore it or change the topic, Phil would just call him out again.

Fuck.

Dan ^-^ (10:56 PM)

it doesnt matter

Phil :) (10:56 PM)

yes it does

its enough to make you get lost in that head of yours, so it matters

Dan ^-^ (10:57 PM)

phil we both know it doesnt take much for me to get lost in my thoughts

Phil :) (10:58 PM)

still

something is bothering you and i want to fix it

Dan bit his lip. God, Phil had no idea how badly he wanted to let him fix this. He couldn’t though. He just couldn’t.

Dan ^-^ (10:58 PM)

nooo phil, you cant fix this one

Phil :) (10:58 PM)

>:(

you cant even let me try?

Always, always, but just not with this. Dan couldn’t tell Phil this, not when it would hurt him.

Dan ^-^ (11:00 PM)

no phil, not with this sorry :(

Phil :) (11:01 PM)

:((((

okay

i may not like it but i can respect that

will you tell me tomorrow?

Dan looked at the screen, thinking about it. Tomorrow was what he was worried about to begin with. Could he tell Phil tomorrow? He wasn’t sure. Well, it didn’t matter if things went good or not, Dan mused, tomorrow Dan’s fears would either be affirmed or destroyed.

He could only hope.

Dan ^-^ (11:03 PM)

sure

tomorrow

Phil :) (11:03 PM)

yay!!!

Dan laughed, breathily.

Phil :) (11:03 PM)

oooh! look at the time!

its getting so late bear wow

guess we should get to sleep so we dont fall asleep on each other tomorrow huh? xD

Dan’s heart physically melted at the use of Phil’s pet name for him. He only used it occasionally, but it never failed to make Dan’s heart stutter in his chest and the butterflies in his belly to flit around faster, making him feel almost giddy. Hopeful.

God he sounded so stupid right now. Anxious and stressed out of his mind yet still acting like a little kid with their first crush.

Stupid feelings.

Dan ^-^ (11:05 PM)

yeah i guess we should!

night philly :)

Phil :) (11:05 PM)

goodnight dan!! :D

see you tomorrow!

(ps, idk whats bothering you and thats okay but i hope whatever it is it works out for you :“) )

Ah yes. That’s what it boiled down to. Tomorrow morning Dan would board a train and take it up to Manchester to spend some time with Phil. The first time that they would see each other in real life, not just behind a computer screen. They had skyped before and texted and chatted for countless hours over countless days, but the thought of tomorrow still made Dan want to throw up.

He wasn’t good enough for Phil. He was just so terrified that tomorrow Phil would see that.

Dan ^-^ (11:06 PM)

After hitting send Dan thrust the lid to his laptop down and pushed it off of his chest, letting it fall onto the bed. Dan felt sick again. He was so scared about tomorrow because there were so many things that could go wrong and so many flaws that Phil could discover about Dan and so many, so many, ways for what is supposed to be the best day of Dan’s life to turn out to be his worst.

God, he hated his anxiety for always picking things apart. Always fucking with Dan’s own head.

Dan rolled over and grabbed his duvet, pulling it up and wishing that it would just swallow him whole. Fuck. He couldn’t do it tomorrow. He couldn’t handle this stress.

Taking a deep breath, Dan clutched his duvet tighter in his grasp and tried to keep his lip from wobbling.

Right now he just wanted to sleep. He wanted to forget that he didn’t feel good enough, that yet again his insecurities were screwing him over, that he wanted to cry. He wanted to forget. Unfortunately for Dan the universe didn’t agree and he ended up staying awake for hours after the he had closed his laptop, the entire time doing nothing but thinking, getting lost in his head, and wishing that his thoughts would just turn off.

For once.

Please.

~~~~~~

Dan slung his bag over his shoulder. His fingers felt numb. Unlike his greatest hopes, the fitful-at-best night’s sleep did nothing to alleviate Dan’s terror. If anything, it had only magnified it because now it was today and Dan couldn’t run anymore.

He took a cab to the station, and he ended up being earlier than he needed to be, having about an extra ten minutes to wait for his train. He sat on a bench, his legs nothing but jelly at this point, his fears making it quite easy to foresee his long legs from just giving out on him. Dan didn’t want to make an embarrassment of himself on top of it all, so he tried to calm his racing heart while he sat.

With no luck.

Of course.

Dan looked down at the ticket in his hand. It would be so easy to not go. To walk right out of the station, spend the weekend at home instead of with Phil, and not risk Phil seeing how utterly underwhelming Dan was as a person. He could lie, could say that he ran late, missed his train, maybe his parents changed their minds and didn’t let Dan go.

But God, as Dan looked down at the paper in his trembling hand, he couldn’t help but know that he wouldn’t be able to actually go through with not leaving. He wouldn’t be able to lie to Phil, not about something this big—who was he kidding, he had a hard enough time lying to Phil last night over something so small!

But more than that, Dan knew that it was much more than not being able to lie to Phil. He had wanted to meet Phil ever since he had started to watch his videos, and the sentiment had only increased tenfold with their fast friendship. Phil was now much more than a hero, much more than a few minutes of distraction. He was Phil, Dan’s AmazingPhil, and he was his best friend. That lanky black-haired boy was worth so so much in Dan’s eyes, and he couldn’t, couldn’t, leave him in the dust like that. God it wouldn’t just kill Phil, but it would kill Dan too. He wouldn’t be able to live with himself.

Dan had been thinking too hard. Before he knew it the train was pulling into the station and Dan gulped, raising on still-shaky legs and gripping the strap of his bag so hard he didn’t even have to look to know that his knuckles were blotched white.

As Dan took his seat, a new resolve washed over him. He would go. He would endure this train ride that undoubtedly would be the most anxiety-inducing thing he had done in a very long time—possibly ever—and he would do it for Phil. If Phil would reject him or not, he would try not to dwell on it on the coming trip (a losing battle, Dan knew), but he would still go.

For Phil.

~~~~~

Dan’s heart was going so fast he was sure that he was going to pass out. His hands, his arms, legs, his whole body was trembling.

Manchester’s Piccadilly Station.

Dan was here.

There was a decent amount of people on the station as far as Dan could see as the train pulled in, but none of them looked like his best friend.

The train came to a stop and Dan stood, the first to make it to the doors and there when they opened.

Strangely enough, when the doors pulled open and Dan took a step out into the station, he stopped trembling. His heart slowed—not by much, but it slowed—and this whole thing didn’t seem quite as scary. Sure, Dan’s thoughts were still screaming in his head, sure, his anxiety was still off the charts, and sure, his hands were still sweaty and his breath was still shallow but still. It was as if a calm had washed over him.

Dan wasn’t sure what to make of it. Maybe he was just going into shock.

People busied around him, walking this way and that, talking into cell phones, to other people, some silent. Dan, unsure of everything right now, followed where the general push of people were guiding him, the whole time craning his head, looking for his Phil. He tried not to panic. He tried.

But with every second the calm that had overtook him was shrinking and his anxiety steadily increased.

Did Phil forget? Did he stand me up? Oh God he’s not coming he didn’t come-

"Dan!”

Dan whirled around at the sound of his name, uttered by a voice that sounded so much better when it wasn’t distorted by their shitty computer’s speakers.

Before Dan could register really anything, he was being engulfed in a hug, two strong arms wrapping themselves around Dan’s shoulders, pulling him flush against the figure.

Against Phil.

And instantly all of the shouting in Dan’s head was gone. The slight tremble in his hands vanished, and for the first time in a week, his anxiety was gone without a trace. Dan felt like crying.

Dan gasped in surprise, his brain taking a moment to reboot because Phil didn’t forget, didn’t stand him up, didn’t change his mind, and suddenly Dan felt very, very stupid because how could he ever think that Phil would do something like that. This was Phil, the kindest person on the planet.

Phil pulled away, just a little, just enough so they could see each other’s faces, and Dan had to keep himself from pulling Phil back in.

His smile was so wide, easily the widest Dan had ever seen it. And his eyes, oh God those eyes were a thousand times clearer, a thousand times more mesmerizing than behind a screen. Dan didn’t doubt for a second that he could stand here and look into them for the rest of the day without tiring of their never-ending beauty. Fuck. Why did his eyes have to be so gorgeous.

Dan tore his eyes away from Phil’s and looked over the rest of him, from his broad shoulders that Dan wanted to wrap his arms around, to the tussle of his hair that Dan craved to run his fingers through and the line of his jaw that Dan felt the need to trace. Double fuck. Why did the entirety of Phil have to be gorgeous.

“Dan! I can’t believe you’re here! I have today all planned out; I’m going to show you everything!” Phil said excitedly, a twinkle as clear as day in his eyes. Phil was practically vibrating with excitement and it made a smile spread over Dan’s features. Phil’s happiness was contagious.

Phil stopped his rambling, looking down at Dan sheepishly.

“I mean, if that’s all okay with you. If you don’t want to do something that’s okay, I totally get it. We can do anything you want, I-”

Dan tilted his head back and laughed, laughed because Phil seemed nervous. Phil was nervous and it was adorable.

“Yeah, yeah Phil it’s all fine. All of it, don’t worry. I just can’t believe you want to do it all with me.”

Phil’s smile faded a little, and the twinkle in his eye got that much smaller. He looked a little sad.

“Was this what you were so worried about? That I wouldn’t like you?”

Dan bit his lip and looked down, giving a little nod.

Phil pulled Dan right back into a hug, but this time it felt even more real, and it was impossibly tighter. It felt like Phil was pulling all of Dan’s lost pieces together. Phil’s voice was in his ear.

“Of course I like you, Dan. You’re my best friend. I like you more than anyone else. Promise.”

Dan might have just felt like crying, in that moment. Phil accepted him. He wasn’t going to leave him. Things were okay. They were okay.

He knew that this would hit him later, maybe tonight when he had a chance to process things. He’d probably cry out of relief, but it would all be okay because Phil would be there to hold him together and ease all of Dan’s worries.

Soon enough they set off, hand in hand, and Dan was smiling so wide, so, so wide. He couldn’t have been happier with how things had turned out.

Dan looked sideways at Phil, trying to not be too obvious.

This had worked out so maybe, just maybe, something else could work out for him.

~~~~~

Dan stood at the window, a cup of coffee in his hand. It was early, and he could see the technicolor dream across the sky that was that morning’s sunrise. The steam from his coffee rose from the rim of the cup and slowly diffused into nothing; tendril-like hands wisped up and around Dan’s neck.

It had been nearly nine years.

Dan’s nervousness and dark thoughts never ceased to plague him, however, he learned to deal with it better. He could confidently say that he has never been happier.

It had been nearly nine years, and they were still inseparable. Their channels had grown exponentially, and they boasted an insanely large fan community.

As the years had gone by, their strong, unbreakable friendship slowly blossomed into something remarkably beautiful. Their long Skype calls turned into late night kisses, and they had been happily in love for nearly nine years.

Dan twisted the ring on his third finger. As well as being happily in love, they were also engaged to be married within the next year. Lately, he’d been waking up in complete disbelief.

The thing Dan had wanted so desperately to work out for him did, and in the most perfectly perfect way possible.

#submission

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