#teaching online by yourself fucking sucks

[mudstoneabyss]

so much of my blogging whenever I have classes is complaining about them but erm. in my defense they're stressful and overwhelming

#So ermm to vent a little bit #i dont know how to do anything on my own so the expectance for me to be able to for these classes is a lot #Like for this thing i need to write an essay outline based on an introduction paragraph only. which i think? means i have to find sources #for the details on my own. which i dont know how to do #i do know /technically/ but i dont know whats good information and trustworthy sources and also there's so much stuff to sort through #i was never taught how to do it and now when i try its just. confusing and frustrating and exhausting and makes me too upset to even keep #trying to work #and im not even sure what all of these points in the outline means because where it probably wouldve been explained was the lecture which #was canceled and the powerpoint for this week doesnt cover it #and there's the textbook but textbooks are nothing to me i cant process and retain information from them #which hey sucks for my online classes that are wholey based around teaching yourself from the textbooks #(but i cant do in person classes due to transportation reasons + mental health reasons) #but augh #im such a guy who cant do anything by myself and getting the amount of help i need isnt an option idek how to ask for any amount of help #like yeah email my professors but tell them what? i dont know how to do the class i signed up for? #that i dont know how to do basics 101 school shit? like im confused about some of the work and by some i pretty much mean all #and eaugh its not a frustration i can push through because trying to push through it just makes it worse it tips past #''oh idk how to do this. fuck'' #into ''oh god i dont know anything about how to function im literally worthless'' #which. i think i said earlier? makes it so i cant. work on anything anymore. #but also its not an option for me not to work bc i cant fail bc ill be expelled or whatever and charged money and what then #joyousposting #negative // #anyway sorry for getting suicide ideation over school back to regularly scheduled blorboposting or whatever

[yuuuhiii]

Geto teaching u how to give head

includes : 800 words , inexperienced!reader x geto suguru, smut, blowjob, explicit words,

Suguru knew you were inexperienced and he explained to you that it was okay and he’d be ready whenever you were. You always were thankful of how patient he was, he was fine with just satisfying your needs.

However one night you were feeling extra needy and wet. Suguru wasn’t helping either.

You know your boyfriend can’t help how extremely hot he is but the way his baggy shirt and sweats hugged his body was making your thighs clench.

Suguru knows you, probably even more than you do yourself. So of course he notices your squirming, setting a big hand on your thigh.

“You alright baby?” His deep voice resonates throughout the room only making your panties grow wetter.

You shake your head, your doe eyes peering up into his. He lazily smiles, rubbing your thigh, slowing inching to your heat.

“What’s wrong? You need me?” He lightly teases and you nod.

“Well you got me pretty.” He lets out an airily laugh yet you bite your lip.

Right before he’s about to sink to his knees to have a taste your words stop all of his movements.

“Sugu, can I suck you off?” He gulps, clearly caught off guard by your question, a small blush rising to his cheeks.

“A-Are you sure?” He almost whispers and you nod eagerly.

“If you’ll be patient with me.” You fiddle with your fingers.

“Of course I will baby, c’mere.” He pats his thigh, however instead of sitting on his lap like you usually do you sink to your knees in between his legs.

He’s already hard at just the sight of the position you’re in. He can’t believe that the day had finally come. He helps you pull off his sweats and you’re met with fully erect cock. You gape at his length, it lightly hitting your nose.

“Y-You’re already hard?” You whisper, your hot breath hitting his tip. He shudders, smiling dazedly.

“See what you do to me?”

You squeeze your thighs, finally wrapping your palm around him. He sighs, gaze already clouded with lust. You experimentally twist your wrist, tugging at his cock. He hisses, his lip tucked between his teeth.

“Fuck, good start.” He huffs out, throwing his head back.

The sight of him crumbing just from your touch spurs you on to make him feel even better.

“Alright, the tip is the most sensitive part, just like your clit ok?” He mumbles and you nod, staring directly at it.

The next moment your tongue lies flat along his slit, making him gasp.

“Oh fuck.” He moans, resisting the urge to buck his hips. It’s not like it was his first time getting head but god did you make him feel like a virgin.

“I-If you can’t fit me all in your mouth then just jerk the rest with your hands.” You nod, slowly leaning down to engulf him in your mouth.

The moment your mouth encased around his cock, taking him deeper and deeper he moans loud.

“Oh my god baby.” He says breathlessly, his hands making a makeshift ponytail with your hair.

You gaze up at him with your mouth stuffed full of his cock and he swears he can cum just from the sight.

“Alright baby, bob your head but make sure to watch your teeth yea?” You hum around him and he whines.

When you begin to move, you hollow your cheeks, growing faster by the second. He’s a moaning mess, chest heaving and slightly tugging at your hair.

“Ngh—good girl, sucking me so good.” He groans.

Before he can even ask you to your taking him deeper until his tip hits the back of your throat.

“S-Shit!” He jerks, his balls tightening. You gag around him and release his cock with a pop, slowly jerking his tip.

“M’not gonna last much longer.” He moans, he’s slumped into the couch, his thighs shaking a bit.

You wanted nothing more than your boyfriend to finish in your mouth so you pull out a trump card, something you read online.

Without warning you deep throat him once again and he whimpers. You keep his tip hugged against your throat and at the same time you swallow around him, one of your hand moving to massage his balls.

He gasps, his hips bucking against you. His legs twitch and against your hold you can feel his balls tighten.

“M’cumming!” He moans loudly, hunching over you.

His warm seed fills your mouth and you swallow everything you’re given. When you pull of of him he’s a mess.

“Fuck, baby I came a lot.” He lets out a raspy laugh. You place pecks along his softening cock and he jerks again.

“Hey don’t overdue it, you’re gonna make me hard again.” He holds your chin and you smile.

“Did you feel good?” You shyly ask and he smiles, pulling you next to him.

“Of course I did, you did such a good job for me pretty girl.” He whispers, kissing you needly.

His tongue enters your mouth, tasting himself on your tongue. You both moan in the kiss and his hands are gripping your thighs.

“Let me have a taste now yea?”

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[kingtomura]

Bloodline

summary: Tomura Shigaraki is so nice! He teaches you the secrets to Mario Kart online, he teaches you how to disable your location so your strict parents can't track you, And today he's even teaching you how to work past your gag reflex. part two of good girl | cross posted to ao3 word count: 4.4k content: Tomura Shigaraki x female reader, established relationship, explicit content, AU - no quirks, strict parents, oral (m! recieving), vaginal fingering, creampie, rough sex, praise kink Part three is here!

Tomura Shigaraki teaches you a lot of things.

He teaches you the secret tricks to win at mario kart online, he teaches you about the location tracker on your phone and how to disable it; your parents now being unable to watch your every move. And today he is teaching you how to fully take his cock down your throat without choking. 

“Relax, just like that,'' Tomura groans as he pushes deeper into your mouth. 

You have both been at this for a few minutes and you already feel the ache of your jaw as you try to accommodate for his size. Youve gotten this far before, able to take the head and a bit more, but never the entire length.

Feeling brave, you try to push for only a little bit more, before feeling the telltale jerk and gag as it hits the back of your mouth. Damn that gag reflex. 

“It’s okay,” he gasps, brushing your hair back with his fingers, gentle and warm, “you’re supposed to gag on it.” The grin on his face makes you wonder how much of that is true, but you’re eager so you don’t dwell on it.

Looking up at him with tears stuck to your lashes and drool trailing down your chin, you place a hand on his hip, pulling back a little so that you could stroke the remainder of his length with your other hand. 

The carpet was rough, digging into your knees as you adjusted your weight. You were going to figure this out by the end of the night. You were determined to. You sucked the head of his cock before pulling back to glide your tongue over the tip, tasting the salty precum before going in again.

This time you took his advice, relaxed as best you could and pushed past the uncomfortable sensation. Once you finally felt you were past that damned reflex it was easy to push forward. 

Moving your hand to the other side of his hip for better grip, you dove further and further. Trying to take him all the way to the hilt. 

“Ah, fuck…” you heard him groan above you, the hand in your hair gripping tighter. You could practically feel the restraint he had on himself to keep from fucking into your mouth. You weren't ready just yet. “That’s my girl,” he started, hand in your hair pushing you even lower, your nose brushing against the curly hairs on his pelvis. “Such a fast learner.” 

The grip he had on your hair never faltered as you strained to pull back, lack of oxygen becoming a little much for you. He relented, giving you a second to breathe before pushing your head back down, making sure you were comfortable before he brought his other hand to your head and snapped his hips forward. Resolve finally breaking as he fucked into your mouth, head thrown back and pace relentless. 

It was overwhelming, tears falling from your eyes from the sheer shock, but you wanted to be good for him. You wanted to show him you could take him, just like he knew you could. It didn’t matter if it was too much too soon, you would fight through it and adjust. Anything to make him feel as good as he makes you feel. 

You close your eyes, starting to enjoy the ride of him and allowing yourself to be used for his pleasure. When his hips slowed, you wondered if he was getting close. Looking up, you’re met with tomura’s red gaze peering back at you, and you can feel your slick wet your panties even more.

“My pretty girl,” he brings a hand to brush your hair back again. “Touch yourself.”

And you do. Legs parting as much as you could, ignoring the friction of the carpet on your knees, you trail a hand down, sliding between your panties and right onto that special spot that makes you see stars. 

Tomura is pleased by this, and you can’t help but moan around his cock. Watching as his head lolled back in pleasure gave you a sense of pride. Made you want to keep sucking him off, no matter how much your jaw started to ache in protest.

You relinquished control again, allowing him to grind into your mouth as he pleased, your tongue working under his gliding cock. His thrusts became more uneven and erratic, you knew he was close, so, you do what you can to make sure you come with him. Rubbing your wet clit faster with two fingers instead of one, the pleasure bubbling up inside as you near your end. You wished you had the angle to slip a finger into your entrance, but you don’t, it's alright. You‘ll make do with what you have.

Tomura takes both hands and grips your hair, giving a few more thrusts until he is pushing your head forward, making you take him all the way to the hilt leaving no room to back away or stop him. You feel the twitch of his cock as hot cum shoots down your throat. The sensation was one you were less than prepared for, but you do your best to swallow around his cock. 

You barely have time to think about the lack of oxygen the position grants you before Tomura is pulling you off of his cock and pushing you to lie on the floor. He spreads your legs, swiftly discarding your panties and taking two fingers, pressing them to your mouth. You take them in, coating them with saliva while maintaining eye contact. He huffs a laugh before taking them back and spreading your legs further apart. 

Your heart hammers against your chest in anticipation as he brings not one but both fingers to your entrance. His face focused and filled with want as he gives you one last glance. It makes you feel electric. 

He thrusts both fingers into your heat, the suddenness of it makes you moan, loud. His fingers are long and thick and it takes everything in you not to cum right away. You do your best to meet his thrusts with your hips, before he grabs you by the waist. 

“Stop,” was the only warning he gave you before putting one on your legs on his shoulder for better leverage. All it takes is a curl of his digits and you come undone. Bliss buzzing down to your bones as you ride out your high on his fingers. 

You look up and Tomura has that cocky smirk on his face and you don't know if you want to kiss it off or knock it off. You don't have time to dwell on it because your body is still reeling from waves of pleasure and Tomura is still pumping his fingers. 

The overstimulation is making you pull away, but his grip on your thigh makes sure you go nowhere. “C’mon, give me another one. I know you have it in you.”

Your body shakes as the sensations start to blend together, and you reach a feeble hand down to stop him. The aftershocks of your first orgasm quickly begin to build and build until you feel the coil of another threatening to push you over again. Tomura leans over your cunt, dropping a thick bead of spit right on your clit and rubbing the bundle of nerves with his thumb. 

This takes you over, your legs shaking and eyes rolling back as your second orgasm of the night wracks through you. “Yeah, that's it.” Tomura praises, fucking you through it with his fingers, wet noises filling the room. 

Your brain feels like mush as you fight to stay awake. Cumming feels nice, but you didn't want to sleep on the floor. Tomura believes you’ve had enough and takes his fingers out, standing up and walking to the en suite bathroom in his bedroom.

You hear the sounds of running water and battle once more to remain conscious. When he comes back you feel the warmth of a  washcloth cleaning you up and you’re grateful. 

He helps you to bed, legs feeling like jello and knees wobbling.

You felt like something fragile, like you would break at the slightest noise. The headspace you were in made you feel needy, like all you wanted to do was cling to him under the covers. And you did, your body meeting his as you can finally drift off to sleep in peace. 

—--

Something different was brewing under the surface of whatever you and Tomura shared. It was growing and it was hungry. It was something Tomura couldn’t quite place his finger on, but it was bubbling in the back of his mind and threatening to take him under. 

There was no time for him to dwell on whatever that thing is because right now? There was another problem staring him dead in the face.

“Ah, Tomura, hello.” The man speaks, breaking the uncomfortable silence between the two. Smile gracing his worn features, “what a pleasure to see you.” 

Tomura could think of a thousand other things that would be more pleasurable than having a meeting with his Father. 

“Father.”

His smile to others would come off as off putting, never quite meeting his eyes, but Tomura has grown to know it well. Even through the screen he could feel the waves of displeasure coming from the man before him. Previously sitting in the video chat waiting room, he could only wonder what reason this impromptu meeting was called for. 

“So I heard you have a new lady friend.” 

Ah. That's what this is about. Damn you, Kurogiri. Always a snitch. 

Tomura only shrugs, not seeing a point in discussing his private life. His father never interfered before, he doesn’t see why he should now. 

This seems to displease the man further, as he only purses his lips and tilts his head. Not an answer he was looking for. He decides to change tactics. “I didn’t know you wanted children, Tomura. And so soon!” 

His eyes narrow in response, unsure what game he was playing. “I don’t.”

The man before him smiles, light in his room shrouding his eyes in a shadow. “You're not acting like you don’t.” 

Tomura is quiet. He knew this father well, there was always a reason for his actions. Always a motive behind his intentions.

The man before him continues, voice lightly echoing through the screen, “Kurogiri tells me you’ve been more… active. You are free to do as you please, Tomura, but please remember that everything I am doing with this business is for you. If you expect to take over when I step down then I expect you to be a little more responsible.” 

He’s shocked, Tomura felt the familiar itch of his neck and fought to keep his hands from digging into the skin there. “How did you know that–?”

“You know Kurogiri takes out the trash. He buys things for you. It didn't take much to deduce you weren't using protection. Is she on birth control at least?” 

The silence gives him his answer. 

“Well that just won't do, will it?” he coos, knowing he has Tomura against a wall. “It’s alright Tomura.” He continues, solution on his tongue, sweeping the displeasure under the rug. “I will talk to the doctor and see if he can get you something for her. He will be in contact soon. I will check in again with you after.” 

There was no room for debate, no room for arguments. What he says is absolute and Tomura knows this. “Yes, father.”

—--------

The next time you meet, the air is different. Tomura is more reserved than he usually is. If you didn't know any better you would say he had been sulking. 

“What's your deal today?” you ask, flicking his forehead and biting back a smile at his halfhearted glare. 

He only shrugs, standing from his place next to you on the bed. “I have something for you.”

This piques your interests, eyebrow raised and smile dancing across your lips. “Oh? I thought you weren’t big on gifts.”

“I’m not.” He walks over to his desk, pulling out a package from one of his drawers, “but if we’re going to keep doing this like we are then you need to take these.”

He holds the case out to you, watching your eyes dart from his face to the package. “It’s birth control. We shouldn’t be reckless.”

“Oh, Tomura, no I can't take this.” you start, shaking your head, “and I can't bring this home to my parents, they would kill me. Where did you even get this from?”

“They won’t know. And my father is really good friends with our family doctor. You just take them once a day everyday and we can fuck without condoms with no problems.”

You frowned at the small box in your hand. “I don’t know. It sounds risky.”

“More risky than you turning up pregnant?”

“No, I guess not. Okay.”

His shoulders relaxed, tension leaving him. You went back to hanging out like normal.

—-----

“My parents have been getting more suspicious of Mina.” You say, falling onto the couch next to Tomura, over-buttered popcorn in your hand spilling a bit from the drop. 

“Oh, have they now?” 

You nod, taking a piece and popping it into your mouth. It was finally the weekend and Tomura promised he would watch this new thriller movie with you. 

“They say that it's not normal for me to hang out with a friend that much. Especially since they haven't seen her around as often.” you shrug, “they also aren't happy about my lack of location. I’m worried they’ll start snooping around my room next.”

Tomura places an arm over your shoulder, pulling you into his side and knocking more popcorn onto the couch in the process. Kurogiri will give you both an earful for the mess later.

“It’s fine. Worst case scenario we just lay low for a little bit. They can’t keep you under their thumb forever.”

He had a point, but you couldn’t ignore the pit forming in your chest. You didn’t want to have to sneak around all the time. There shouldn’t be anything keeping you from seeing who you wanted, whenever you wanted. You were an adult damn it. 

Especially not since you’ve started to feel… closer to Tomura these days. Before it was fun and things were done on a whim, but now? Now you felt sick at the thought of cutting him off. 

“If this movie blows, you owe me.” The rasp of his voice pulls you out of your thoughts. 

“It wont! The previews were really good.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He mumbled, playing the movie and reaching for the popcorn. You could only push your thoughts to the back of your mind, desperate to enjoy whatever you both had right now.

The movie was bad. It was cliche. Predictable. And Tomura was having the time of his life letting you know that. 

“And for her to go further into the house instead of just running toward the front door? Idiot.”

Your pride was too big to be put to the side. “Oh, yeah? Like you would have thought of that in the heat of the moment.”

He scoffed, “I would have.”

“Nuh uh.”

“Yes huh.”

You rolled your eyes, standing from the couch, relishing in the fact that Tomura was trailing behind you. Eager to talk about the movie and more into it than he let on.

“I’m just saying, you wouldn’t have had a chance unless you’re secretly some kind of murderer and know the tricks already.”

Tomura stopped, looking at you from across the kitchen island. “Who knows? Maybe I am. Maybe your parents are right about me.” 

You can’t bite back your scoff, placing the empty popcorn bowl in the sink and looking at him with a raised brow. “Oh really?”

He leans forward, palms pressing into the island counter. 

“Yeah,” he starts, a grin spreading along his face, “maybe I'm the big bad wolf they think I am.” 

You know that he’s trying to be intimidating, trying to tease you, but the drop in his voice only goes straight to heat between your thighs. You don't know what game he’s playing at, but you could take the bait. 

“Oh no,” you exaggerate, voice raising a few octaves, “that would just be terrible!” 

He takes a step to round the island counter, but you’re faster, dashing off into a sprint further into his home. 

The home was large, but you had been in it enough to know your way around pretty well. You took the familiar path to his room, (through the living room, up the stairs). After almost losing your footing on the stairs you vowed to never make fun of the horror movie girls who always seemed to fall at the worst time. 

Your breath was ragged as you continued, hearing Tomura’s steps behind you and steadily getting closer–

“Ah!” You cried, barely making it through the doors before being tackled to the floor, mercy not being shown as Tomura grabbed your hair, pressing you further into the carpet. “Okay, okay!”

He didn't let up, instead leaning forward, lips so close to your ear you could feel them, “I told you. The movie was bad, you owe me.”

You gasp as he stands, pulling you up with him only to push you onto his bed. You were giddy with excitement, barely able to raise up before Tomura pushed you back down, reaching forward to take your shorts and panties off in one swoop. 

The cool air made you shiver as you sighed in relief. 

Tomura laughs, bringing a finger to your entrance and sliding it along your folds, “Did me chasing you really get you this wet?”

You could only whine as he pressed a finger inside, resistance minimal. 

“I guess it can’t be helped.” The drag of his finger was slow as he pressed the small of your back, knees sliding further apart and exposing yourself to him more. 

“T-tomura, please!” you cry, begging him to go faster. “More.”

“Oh? You want more? Is this not doing it for you? Could have fooled me.” He pulls his finger out, a whine on your lips before he smacks your ass, no doubt leaving a mark, and grabs your hair again. He presses your face into the pillow to muffle your cry. “Shut up. I’ll tell you when you can get more.” 

He slides two fingers in, the stretch making you bite a moan into the pillow below you. 

His pace is merciless as he fingers you, mocking his earlier slow pace. A punishment of some kind since you were so desperate for more. If you wanted more then he would give you more. 

You couldn't quiet your mewls as he met the spongy bundle of nerves inside and you could feel your inner thighs tensing in anticipation as you grew closer and closer to your end. It was so close you could taste it. 

And then there was nothing. 

Tomura was cruel. He was cruel, and evil, and so fucking mean and you wasted no time letting him know these things. Only to get a laugh in return. 

“What? Were you close?” He mocked, bringing his weight down onto your back to whisper into your ear. “Too bad.”

You felt it then, the press of his cock along your entrance and whined. Tomura was too good at this villain role he was playing and you couldn’t stop yourself from getting even more aroused from the denial. You could practically feel yourself dripping in anticipation. His cruel words sending arousal straight to your pussy.

The way he towered over you only made you more eager. Crowding your senses and sending you into overdrive as you struggled to think clearly.  As much as you wanted to press back into his erection you knew that would only make him drag it out longer. 

Tomura was currently gliding his cock between your folds, the head brushing your clit and finally giving you some kind of relief. You felt him press harder on the small of you back, bringing your hips flush with the bed as he fucked between your folds. His cock meeting your clit at every thrust. Tomura moaned at this, his erection pressed between your warm body and the soft sheets. 

“T-tomura,” you moaned, letting your head fall to the pillow below you, “I can't take it.” 

Seemingly done with teasing you and at the limit himself, Tomura listened. Backing away to line up with your dripping cunt. The pressure was relieving, a sign that you would finally get what you want. But he stops, expecting, “what do you say?”

You bite your lower lip, frustrated at needing to do more. “Please, please give it to me, Tomura.”

This satisfies him, the press of his cock finally entering you has you both sighing in satisfaction. His slow drags quickly turn into full blown thrusts as he pounds you into the bed. You feel lightweight.

Your brows furrow as your hand grips the comforter below, the pleasure was creeping up again and it was only a matter of time before the rope inside you snapped. 

You feel Tomura grip your hip so tight you know it’ll have a bruise when this is all over, and he leans forward. Lips in their familiar place by your ear, “yeah, take it. Take it like a good girl.” 

It was impossible to stop the whimper as you felt Tomura’s thrusts getting more erratic. The warmth of his chest is comforting as he crowds over you. Feeling Tomura come undone is almost as satisfying as your own undoing. 

The way he bites your shoulder to quiet his own groans leaves you breathless. The pain mixes with the pleasure and you can keep yourself from crying out. You squeeze your eyes shut as your release washes over you, gripping his bedsheets below for dear life as the wind is knocked from you and the erratic thrusts inside you reach a new high. 

Tomura’s deep groan is the only warning you get before you feel the familiar twitch of his cock and warmth spread across your insides. His hips stutter as he rides out his orgasm, placing gentle kisses and licks onto your shoulder. Trailing those kisses up your shoulder and onto your neck, warmth tracing along the areas. 

He drops his head onto your shoulder, giving himself a moment before pulling back and out of you. You shiver as the once full feeling leaves you, cum trailing behind and onto his sheets, now in dire need of washing. 

This part is always your favorite.

It's soft, it's slow and it's calm.

Like there's nothing else outside of this room. No responsibilities, no time limit on a relationship, nothing. It's just you. It's just him and it’s all you want right now. You let yourself relax in tomura’s cloudlike bed, eyes falling shut. You’re surrounded by the cozy feeling and soft smell of his scent on the pillow. 

You could feel the fuzz of sleep taking over your brain and fought desperately to keep it at bay. You knew once you woke up reality would be knocking on your door. 

Your worries dissipate as you feel warm fingers brush your hair. 

You turn towards him and meet ruby red. Tomura was looking at you. Tomura was looking through you. It sent heat to your cheeks as you looked back. You close your eyes, leaning into his gentle touch. Tomura was very touchy. Like his hands could make up for the things his mouth couldn't say. You didn’t press or pry, it didn’t feel like your place. 

Tomura has always had his own way of opening up when he needed to. 

So for now you just enjoyed the feelings, enjoyed the butterflies dancing in your stomach and the feather light touch in your hair. You feel the press of lips to your temple and don't bother to hold back your smile as you drift off to sleep.

—----

You're putting on your shoes when you notice it. A compartment in your overnight bag was opened. One that you swore you had zipped closed before heading over. 

“Hey,” Tomura calls, from his place at his desk and breaking your train of thought. He reaches into his desk drawer and pulls out a packet. “I have your dose for next month.”

You’ve become very familiar with the small pack of birth control pills over the last month. “Oh,  thanks.”

Tomura hums, attention falling back onto his pc and the youtube video playing on it, “Yeah, give me the old package.”

You take the item from his distracted hand and begin rummaging through your overnight bag. 

You frown, “I'm looking for it. It should be in my bag, I swear I brought it with me.” You feel your anxiety spike as you empty all of the contents of your cream colored bag, going as far as to turn it inside out. No pills.

Shigaraki isn’t bothered. “You may have left it at your place. It's fine. Just bring it to me when you find it and I'll get rid of it.”

“No, that's what I'm worried about. I know I put them in here.” Your heart sinks, you don't think they would stoop as low as to go through your overnight bag, but you know better. Your father knows no boundaries. 

Fuck.

—----

You make it home a little after the sun has set and you thank the stars that the living room is empty on your arrival. 

Actually, the entire house feels empty on your arrival. Your abdomen feels full of lead as you trek through your dark home. Too dark for the time of day. 

You could turn tail and run now. Quit while you're ahead and avoid whatever may be waiting for you, but you know that’s an over exaggeration. There could be nothing wrong. You steel yourself and continue to your room. 

The strip of light pouring from underneath your closed door has your palms sweaty as you swallow your nerves. You push your bedroom door open to be met with

Nothing. 

It is as empty as your home and you almost kick yourself for being so theatrical. You huff a sigh as you place your bag down and walk towards your bed. You're not sure how it slipped your sight the first time, but now you’re close enough and cannot ignore the note placed on your neatly made bed.

A note, handwritten and from your parents, with your empty container of birth control pills placed on top of it.

#tomura shiragaki #shigaraki tomura #tomura x reader #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki tomura x reader #mha tomura #mha x reader #shigaraki #tomura shigiraki x reader #tomura smut #shigaraki tomura x you #shigaraki smut #my works #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #fanfic

[us-the-voices-and-more-voices-2]

I don’t know who need to hear this.

but if highschool, college, university, or just anything like that is stressing you out to the point of suicidal thoughts and tendencies

you just have to quit, there’s nothing wrong with it.

your life is worth so much more than stupid grades or a degree.

for all the people in highschool who were always told “if you don’t do high school you will never get into college/university” I’m so fucking sorry but those people were lying their fucking asses off.

you don’t need a highschool education to get into shit, hell it’s mostly about the money. Knowledge is awesome and valuable but it’s not worth killing yourself for.

don’t burn out in highschool literally this is not even a fucking joke it DOES NOT MATTER fuck highschool.

grades are a sham, the education system is flawed as hell, and your life IS WORTH MORE THAN A 100%/A+

your life is worth so much more than that, grades don’t matter you’ll hurt yourself so much if you keep thinking that.

you can homeschool, you can become a apprentice, you can learn well anything you want online now! You can call up a local science teacher and ask them to tutor you, HELL! do whatever it takes to keep your life and your love for knowledge.

school sucks, I know too many people to say otherwise. Your feelings are valid you ARE NOT A FAILURE for not doing amazing at your homework or at school fuck anyone who says that!

genuinely those fuckers don’t know shit about anything, learning is mistakes and failures and learning FROM IT if you never got a chance to try again how is it your fault you didn’t improve?

don’t kill yourself over school that is such a stupid thing to do, you can quit school and still get a education!!!! people just want you to stay in school and get abused and stressed to death.

I taught myself so much, because the current ways we teach people fucking sucks ass.

remember the grades and numbers and all that shit does not matter, what matters is that you love learning things and you keep learning.

I will fucking slap you dead ass in the face if you say anything more, if your family is abusive and you have to be a high achiever? WELL still don’t fucking kill yourself over their dumb fuck obsession with you being “good at school” there’s no such thing as winning and losing at learning!!!!!!!!

THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS WINNING OR LOSING IN LEARNING!

genuinely there’s no such thing! You just don’t get it the first time! But learning and education is about love for knowledge it’s about kindness and respect it’s about finding new things it’s about being happy and knowing things you never did before!

it’s not about you “failing” it’s about learning that’s fucking it.

don’t kill yourself over the modern education system take fucking strikes, advocate for no time limits, advocate for better mental healthcare, advocate and SCREAM protest against it all.

your life is worth living, your life is beautiful and you have done everything to deserve it, you are someone is is worth something, and I will listen and we will fight.

you will get to the next day you will get to the next one after that you will live happily even if you think it’s impossible.

you will and you will love you will cry and you will see and dream and live a life YOU want.

abolish school, and we will make a new system that isn’t fucking what it was!

you are worth so much more than grades and papers, so don’t think so hard about it. You are you and you are worth it <3

-sincerely your local suicidal fucker

#-pop #mental health stuff #disability #anticapitalism stuff #activism stuff #anarchism stuff #trans stuff #queer stuff #school abolition #school abuse #school #university #high school #highschool #college #students #teacher #the education system #Hopepunk #reminders

[lewmagoo]

Ok giving Bob a bj and it’s maybe your first time doing it or your first few times, either way ur new at it..but you are doing so much, like hands, mouth, almost too much effort…more calculated. Like your hands are moving from balls to dick and lower stomach and over again. Like in an order, And Bob is just “take a breath babe” and he sees how you’re trying all these different things at once and it’s not really working.. until it clicks that you probably googled how to give good head and are trying to do everything at once. He’s definitely flattered that you’d even research this kind of thing..but he looks down at your face and you are more focused on remembering everything than actually enjoying it. He definitely goes on a mission to teach you how to give head without doing what the internet said 😂 Like he looks down at ur face and your expression is just “gotta look doe-eyed but move my hand there and then gotta do that for 10 seconds then move on” like it’s more mechanical than passionate..he’s such a sweetheart like “the internet is full of shit and you don’t need to work that hard”

he could tell you weren't enjoying yourself. you were much too focused on trying to make him feel good, trying to take all of him into your mouth, your hands hastily running over what you couldn't fit. but bob was going to have none of it. "baby, stop," he spoke. immediately, you pulled off of him, your eyes wide and brimming with anxiety. "did i do something wrong?" you asked. bob's face softened, and he reached out, gently stroking his big hand over your jaw. "you're not enjoying yourself, are you?" came his gentle question. at that, your brow furrowed in confusion. "i...i'm trying to make you feel good, not me," you replied.

he shook his head. "If you're not enjoying it, there's no point." he pulled you up so that you were sitting in his lap. "when i eat your pretty little pussy, i get so much pleasure out of it. i love tasting you, i love the sounds you make. i love watching you squirm. you should enjoy what you're doing, otherwise there's no point. i don't want you stressing yourself out trying to be perfect at sucking me off," he explained softly. you sighed, letting your head rest upon his shoulder. "i was just trying out all these tips i read online. i guess they don't work."

he guided your head back up so you'd look at him. "you don't need to go on the internet for that stuff. let me guide you, sweet girl. i'll show ya how to make me feel good." at that, you nodded. "okay. guess i should have asked you first instead of going to google," you said. bob smiled, fingers tapping lovingly at your nose. "you wanna start again, or do you wanna try another time?" you considered his words before you shyly said, "wanna start again." he hummed in agreement, and then guided you down to your knees again. you took a deep breath, allowing yourself to sink back into that pleasurable headspace.

bob carefully instructed you on how to start again, and you began to mouth at his cock, kissing down the shaft before you wrapped your lips around the pink, shimmering head. "that's it, honey, nice and slow. don't take too much yet, just take as much as you're comfortable with. there you go. good girl." his praise was constant as you became more sure of yourself, and soon, you were made privy to his breathless sounds of pleasure and need, and it only spurred you on. you did your best, and listened to his instruction, and when his spend spilled into your mouth a while later, you couldn't help but beam with pride at the sight of him so fucked out above you. "made me feel so good, darlin'. love you so much."

#asks #bob musings #bob floyd x reader

[winterandwords]

Anyone who profits from your insecurity deserves your scrutiny

I am so fucking bored of "This is how to do plot structure the correct way. This is what should happen in this bit and this is what should happen in this other bit. It is correct and if you don't do exactly it like this, you're doing it wrong and that's why you hate your writing and probably every one else will hate it too. Because you're wrong and your story is wrong and no-one will like your story because of all it's wrongness. But luckily I have this thing for sale that will tell you how to make your story correct and then you will be a good writer with all the approval and validation of having bought something about it."

Listen.

I'm not saying there aren't valid and valuable recognised plot structures or patterns in story telling. Of course there are. They span books and films and TV shows and plays and whatever other ways humans create and share narratives, but they're not as universal as you probably think. There are multitudes of shapes of story from different places as well as from different times in history, and often the one true way or the 'best' way is really just the way that appeals to the most profitable market right now. That's fine if it's what you're aiming for and how you want to get there, so please don't take that as me saying that it's wrong to desire or achieve mainstream success - it isn't.

Quick aside! A lot of How To Do Story Structure stuff is based on after-the-fact analysis. The examples that are often presented weren't written following that advice, those rules, whatever. Someone came along afterwards and said, "Ah yes, that fits very neatly into the thing I'm trying to explain" and decided to use it as an example. This isn't a negative point at all. It's just easy to forget sometimes that all the people writing the cool shit you love aren't sitting down with the same roadmap and following it. OK, back to the point.

I'm also not saying that it's in any way bad, unimaginative, formulaic, or any other undesirable thing to study, learn from, or even adhere to the information in educational resources or other guidelines about when stuff happens in stories. There are reasons why some kinds of stories just work. They feel familiar. I'd argue that there's a lot of value in learning those structures and methods, the ones so common they feel like the natural order of things, and then doing them for as long as you want to. Forever, if they work for you.

But also. Sometimes you'll find yourself doing those things entirely by accident because you've spent your life absorbing stories and when you sit down and try to do them on purpose, it feels weird. Sometimes you'll find yourself not wanting to do those things at all because your story is determined to be a different shape. In this house we love experimental literature and we also support embracing storytelling techniques and traditions from every culture.

By all means, learn and explore and implement and experiment and be open and grow and progress by doing as well as by studying. There's a world of incredible resources out there. Try reading a craft book or taking an online course by an author whose work you enjoy, if you're craving something more formal and structured than internet writing advice. Hell, if someone whose work you get a kick out of offers internet writing advice and it's useful to you, devour it.

But if someone is insisting they can sell you a way to create something impressive, ask yourself if you're impressed with what they themselves are creating. Take a step back and consider what they might have to gain by presenting their absolutely essential knowledge that you couldn't possibly live without as HERE'S WHY YOU SUCK. It's not necessary to tear people down in order to inform or educate them. There's nothing wrong with making an income from teaching or from creating resources. Of course there isn't. But. But.

I'm going to say it again. Anyone who profits from your insecurity deserves your scrutiny (and probably doesn't deserve your money) 💜

#the shit in my head #writing advice #writing tips #writing resources #writers on tumblr #writeblr #writing community #writers #am writing #all the fucking tags but I'm so done with this shit

[fluffylino]

Pay Attention

-requested by a lovely person who i unfortunately cannot tag (limji<3) -

Genre: smut

[chan in his freeze mv outfit? YESSSSSSS]

Warning: everything is discussed before hand, so nothing here is non consensual even if it seems it is, sir kink, slight exhibitionism? Ull know what i mean, a polyamarous relationship

Word count: 2.5k

Summary: online classes can be boring but chan knows a way to keep you satisfied even if that includes other means....

Enjoy~

If you could leave this boring class you would, but you needed to pass these upcoming exams, right?

Thirty minutes into the lecture and you could hardly focus on what the professor was saying.

The only thing keeping you here was this particular professor who was teaching your college batch for two months. He had one lecture every two weeks.

He was decent, the tsundere kinda type and quite strict about attendence. Especially attendence.

On other days, you'd enjoy his sessions but today was not one of those days.

Today, you just wanted to roll into a ball and fall asleep. Chan had shooting for an individual scene, so you couldn't possibly see him before late evening.

Five minutes passed.

Five became ten.

Ten became fifteen.

Until the front door opened, revealing your older boyfriend.

Arousal pooled in the pit of your tummy when he turned around, pulling his shoes off.

Fuck, the suit really accentuated his arms and the fake scars? Along with the slicked back dirty white hair? You knew you were utterly doomed.

"Oh hello baby" he whispered, unsuccessfully trying to hide from your camera's view. You dismissed him.

Checking twice if your mic was muted, you subtly turned your head, pretending to write nonsense into your notebook, as well as started a conversation.

"How come you're still in those clothes?" this man had the audacity to laugh.

"I knew you'd like it" He teased, not even bothering to spare you a glance. The newspaper seemed a lot more important to him.

You were about to retaliate until you heard your name over the microphone. Masking on the best faux expression, you unmuted yourself.

"Have you been paying attention?" Mr Lee asked in a firm voice.

"Sorry sir, I was just noting down some points related to what you were stating" it was a spur of the moment reply and surprisingly he went back to teaching.

"Sir?" Chan mumbles from the side. You don't understand what he means.

"Isn't that title reserved for me?" He says casually. Chan stands up, walking to you until he's just out of the camera's view.

"Chan" it isn't supposed to come out so weakly. You swear it wasn't but his gaze his so strong on you. Its almost as if this was a game.

His phone began to ring and wasting no time he picked it up. In that time, you went back to paying what little attention was left to class.

Professor Lee's microphone and video was off, a very rare thing to happen. Opening the chatbox, you read the message he had sent two minutes ago.

'please revise whatever few textual questions are left, i will be back in a few minutes.'

Flipping through the pages of your textbook, you barely even realised where your boyfriend was until he was crawling on the floor.

"What are you doing"

Pressing a finger to his lips, he makes himself comfortable under medium sized desk.

"Chris no, please not now" you protested although you really wanted him. It was the fear of being caught or potentially heard by all your classmates that turned you on.

"Relax, darling. I'll be quiet, okay? I heard from a little birdie just now. They told me you look tired and need a good distraction"

Your eyes widened yet you kept quiet. His camera turned on and within minutes he went back to explain what was neatly written on his presentation slide.

Chan, on the other hand, had pulled down your shorts. Leaving you in just your panties.

Unconciously you tugged at his hair when he teased your covered slit with his tongue. Gradually sucking on your sensitive clit.

"Keep your legs open for me"

"I can't t-too much, sir"

A moan slipped past when he pushed your thighs apart, holding them there with his hands.

"Be quiet, yeah? I bet you want to be heard by Mr Lee"

Your eyes darted to the laptop screen, noticing how Mr Lee was focusing on you. An unexplainable feeling made its way to your mind.

"Class has ended, miss l/n...you're the only one here"

Almost immediately you left the online meeting, a dark blush settling on your cheeks.

Within the next couple of seconds chan's phone began to ring and you noticed a familiar name on the screen

Pulling away from you, Chan picked up the call, answering right away.

You didn't miss the way his lips were swollen, remnants of your slick all over his chin.

"Well hello there Mr Lee Minho, you're just in time"

.

.

.

Im sorry i got carried away😭

And for the people who didn't get it. minho, chan and the reader are in a relationship.

#stray kids smut #skz smut #skz imagines #stray kids imagines #stray kids drabbles #skz drabbles #lee know #bang chan smut #lee know smut #stray kids headcanons #bang chan imagines #lee know imagines #lee minho smut #stray kids

[jjungkookislife]

Quarterly Fic Recs 2023: #1

Hello! I'm back with the first quarterly fic rec list of the year! I didn't read much these past few months but here are the fics I enjoyed!

Seokjin

Knocked @sailoryooons

summary: Living with people is difficult, but all things considered, your new roommate isn’t terrible. He cooks, he cleans, and if you had to be honest - incredibly attractive. But his habit of streaming until the early hours of the morning while yelling and making other questionable noises has pushed you to the limit. You’ve finally decided to risk your sanity and put it all on the line with a reckless bet in hopes of getting some peace and quiet at night.

Yoongi

Twirl For Me @gimmethatagustd

summary: You’re perfectly content with admiring your ballet student’s father from afar, until he discovers the secret of your second job when he pays for a VIP room at the local strip club. What’s worse is your new knowledge of his secret life that won’t let you get him off your mind, no matter how awful it is. 

Under the Ice @hamsterclaw

summary: You and your partner Jimin are part of an emergency evacuation on the Hope base in Antarctica. A crack team is drafted in to help. The only problem? It includes your ex-husband Min Yoongi.

The Window @kithtaehyung

summary: you get to spend the holidays in a lavish private lodge with your brother and all his friends. but you’re just really fucking sad tonight… and maybe a bit mad, too.

Hoseok

none :(

Namjoon

Baby Fever @wildestdreamsblog

summary: You were more than just a secretary to him.

Jimin

none :(

Taehyung

none :(

Jungkook

Cherry Bomb @milfgyuu

summary: You’re a cocktail waitress in a high end nightclub and you’ve been mutually crushing on one of the bartenders. Tonight, one of your customers oversteps boundaries and when Jungkook gets involved, you’re ready to toss your ‘no dating co-workers’ policy out the window. 

Because I Love You Ch. 7 @readyplayerhobi

summary: According to society, Jeon Jungkook should not be with you. He should be with a younger, hotter and thinner girl instead of wasting his time on you. It’s a good thing Jungkook doesn’t care what society thinks then.

The Art of Trying @venusiangguk

summary: you’re trying to forget jungkook, but he’s trying to make sure you remember why you shouldn’t. 

Love to Hate (Extra Scene 1: Jungkook's POV) @kpopfanfictrash

summary: Born with a silver spoon in your mouth, you've done your best to rid yourself of the taste since you were old enough to walk. Occasionally though, your mother manages to rope you into an obligatory function – or a blind date with playboy billionaire, Jeon Jungkook. Jungkook stands for everything you loathe about the world you left behind, but you can’t deny the spark of attraction between you. Intrigued by the promise of mutual satisfaction, you agree to one night in bed… and quickly realize you’re in far, far deeper than you ever intended.

Antidote @gimmethatagustd

summary: You know exactly how to make your boyfriend feel better when he’s feeling down, but he has his own plans.

Busted Again @btsgotjams27

summary: jungkook looks way too good in this outfit, and you need him to do some unspeakable things to you while in it.

OT7/Multiple Members

none :(

Seokjin

none :(

Yoongi

none :(

Hoseok

Good Teacher @here2bbtstrash

summary: hoseok teaching reader to suck dick ft. a serious virginity kink

Let's Put On a Show @/readyplayerhobi

summary: Welcome to HopeWorld! Lay back and enjoy a show with BehindTheScene’s number one dominant camboy, Hope! Are you looking for a Master to make you whine? A Sir to make you beg? Or a Daddy to treat you right? Hope’s got something for everyone...

Flower ^

summary: You finally decide to take a dip into the world of online dating and find the Flower dating app. One of the top matches for you proves to be a guy who looks to be your complete opposite; tattooed, pierced, a metalhead and oh…incredibly handsome. What happens when you throw caution to the wind and reach out to him?

Peppermint ^

summary: Achieving your dream job is something that very people manage to do, which is why you’re all the more happier when you land a job on the film team at Poppin’ Culture; the biggest pop culture website, blog and YouTube channel around. What you don’t expect however, is to fall for the exceptionally shy and awkward colleague who is not even remotely your type. Or is he?

Transference @dark-muse-iris

summary: Prolonged periods of work-related stress bring you to a crossroads in your life that leaves you prone to make impulsive decisions. During a routine visit to the local bakery, you stumble upon an intriguing business card belonging to a "tantric therapist" and take a risk. When you discover your therapist is an attractive young man with a penchant for shibari, you throw caution to the wind as he helps guide you to self-recovery.

Gone Wild @johobi

summary: Hoseok consumes porn like he does Cheetos: in unhealthily large amounts. He’s seen, and jacked off to, most things imaginable. But there are those photos that always draw him back…

Namjoon

Leave No Trace Behind @yoongiphoria

famous!namjoon x gn!reader

Jimin

I Can Do Better @here4btsfics

summary: Your boyfriend of two years just dumped you and you're angry and sad. So get hammered with your coworker at his place and eat bad food and watch trash TV. Which leads to some interesting conversations.

Taehyung

Daydreaming @hisunshiine

summary: Give me all of your love, gimme something to dream about. KTH is your favorite camboy, and as a loyal subscriber, you are chosen to test out some new features on the platform he uses to go live. He’s really good at selling his viewers a dream, and as a thanks to a new milemark he’s hit on the platform, he’s choosing one winner to get their fantasy scene. 

Late Night Talking ^

summary: ‘we’ve been doing all this late-night talking about anything you want until the morning, now you’re in my life, i can’t get you off my mind.’ KTH is your favorite camboy, & you’ve just been chosen as the winner of his contest. The winner gets to have their fantasy play out, with a twist and a gift...the platform is testing a new ability to allow the content creators to also see their subscribers in real time. 

Cinema ^

summary: i guess we’re in time, if you’re getting yourself wet for me. KTH is your favorite camboy, & after winning a contest, the two of you have grown closer and gotten to know each other after a one-on-one session. After realizing you live in the same city, he asks to meet you—IRL.

Jungkook

The Ex Text @kookdiaries

summary: The 2 AM texts have started again, and despite wishing to forget him, you’ll never have anyone as good as your ex.

Because I Love You Ch. 8 @/readyplayerhobi

summary: According to society, Jeon Jungkook should not be with you. He should be with a younger, hotter and thinner girl instead of wasting his time on you. It’s a good thing Jungkook doesn’t care what society thinks then.

Lucky, Lucky Girl @kth1fics

summary: The joy of Jungkook having a grand ol’ time with his own personal karaoke night causes you, his roommate, to grow more and more annoyed.

Love to Hate (Extra Scene 2: Jungkook's POV) @/kpopfanfictrash

summary: Born with a silver spoon in your mouth, you've done your best to rid yourself of the taste since you were old enough to walk. Occasionally though, your mother manages to rope you into an obligatory function – or a blind date with playboy billionaire, Jeon Jungkook. Jungkook stands for everything you loathe about the world you left behind, but you can’t deny the spark of attraction between you. Intrigued by the promise of mutual satisfaction, you agree to one night in bed… and quickly realize you’re in far, far deeper than you ever intended.

Red-Handed @bangtanstanst

summary: Two lessons learned today: patience is a virtue, and fitting rooms are much less private than you thought.

On Mute @yoon-kooks

summary: You always assumed your handsome coworker was down to fuck anyone in the office except for you. He always assumed you weren’t interested in a guy like him. And both of you were content with never admitting your feelings… until he unknowingly confided in you in the realms of a certain tactical FPS game.

Micro-orgasm @dovechim

summary: biology lab takes an entirely different spin when you find something unexpected in your cheek cell sample. 

OT7/Multiple Members

Before I Leave You Ch. 47 @hollyhomburg

summary: A visit to Namjoon’s hospital to get tae on some gender affirming hormones (good girl juice) leads to some…surprising developments. “You can’t just say ‘addictive slick’ and expect us to be on board with it!?”

Seokjin

9 Months to Fall In Love Ch. 21 Ch. 22 Ch. 23 @floralseokjin

summary: It seems like everyone around you is either already in love, or in the process of falling, and while normally you couldn’t give a damn, finding out the co-worker you’ve had a teensy crush on is dating someone else at the office seems to sucker punch you right in the gut. It’s stupid, and you’re irritated at yourself, but you can’t seem to shake out of the funk you’ve fallen face first in. Feeling lonely and heartsore, and mad for no reason, during drinks with your best friend you spot a man at the bar. Tequila confident, you make your way over to the stranger, and successfully one thing leads to another. The next morning you leave before he’s woken up, feeling satisfied in one way, but still as discontented as ever. Telling yourself it was an inebriated mistake, you quickly try to forget about it. Only, three weeks later that night comes back to haunt you – in a very unescapable way…

Yoongi

Ego: Hoe Chronicles @suga-kookiemonster

summary: he was messing with you again. he was messing with you, trying to get a reaction out of you simply for his own amusement. but you refused to give it to him—refused to give him the satisfaction of playing right into his hands.

Three Tangerines @/kithtaehyung

summary: throughout high school, you sometimes caught glimpses of your brother’s older friends: some of them were sweet, some of them were smart. but the one closest to him? that guy was a total f*ckboy from day one. after a foray of horrid relationships spanning years - ending with one that broke up with you for an alarming reason - you needed advice on what the hell you were doing wrong… and this wasn’t a conversation for anyone sweet or smart.

Summer BBQ ^

summary: the summer cookout at your place is fun as hell despite the way you have to avoid yoongi looking like sin incarnate. but when he gets asked an unavoidable question, you suddenly feel exposed. and very, very cold. 

Fortuitous @underthejoon

summary: Your fates were sealed long before your paths crossed. Get your diploma and get married. You were similar in that way – both bound by outdated customs. Falling in love was never something either of you dared to dream about. Until it happened.

Of Fire and Love @/hollyhomburg

summary: When Dragon Yoongi finds baby Jungkook in the wreckage of a house he burned down, he can’t bring himself to kill the child. Months after someone drops off a baby at your door, you start to notice something- or someone, lurking at the edge of the woods.

Sweetener @taegularities

summary: You used to know how he sounded when you were wrapped around him, but circumstances have pulled you apart and sent you scattering in opposite directions. Feelings shouldn't reappear so easily by simple words, but when you find yourselves in the same place once again, this is exactly what happens.

Take Five @jiminrings

summary: dr. min yoongi’s a board-certified dermatologist; skilled, renowned, and in-demand — oh and also, he’s divorced. alternatively, you’re yoongi’s nurse and you have a crush on him, and he gives you five chances to ask him out — he never said anything about accepting though.

Insemination Wars @prolixitae

summary: getting pregnant isn’t an easy feat, especially when balancing work and a stubborn husband. a chronological compilation that highlights the trial and error of good old-fashioned baby making

Crescent Bound @parkhabits

summary: Being a transfer student in the middle of the term was no one’s ideal choice. Maybe this time would be different, this time you’d try and branch out of your little academic bubble and create a social life, friendships, maybe even find love. It didn’t take long to figure out that Min Yoongi only associated within his specific group. Yet something drew you to him and him to you, however you couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something more to him. 

The Airdrop Incident @/yoon-kooks

summary: You accidentally AirDrop a racy photo of yourself in strappy lingerie to your hot and arrogant neighbor Min Yoongi.

Hoseok

none :(

Namjoon

Make a Move @joheunsaram

summary: Your perfect summer bucket list was almost complete, except for one newly added item.

You're Welcome to Stay, If You Want @taleasnewastime

werewolf au

Jimin

Put It On Me @jimilter

summary: When you signed up to model your cleavage for a jewelry commercial, no one bothered to tell you it wasn’t gonna be a solo shoot. It’s unfair being blindsided and you want to protest, but A-list model and flirt extraordinaire Park Jimin’s steel-cut abs have you kinda tongue-tied. And then you get kinda too busy thinking of other ways in which you’d like him to shut you up.

Taehyung

Beautiful Dreamer @mikrokcsmos

summary: in which you’re on your honeymoon, and though you should be enamored by the sights around you – you still believe that your husband is better.

Ladybug @cupoftaae

Jungkook

Sweet Nothing @adonis-koo

summary: being a guest at the Jeon Estate after a mishap of being kidnapped and dragged into your brothers affairs isn’t all that bad. Truth be told it brings you a lot closer to the mobster and owner of the estate Jeon Jungkook himself. His two rules are simple, don’t cause trouble and don’t give him a hard time. Somehow you manage to constantly do both in the most endearing way despite being pregnant and waddling around most of the time.

T-Shirt @still-with-koo

summary: you wake up in your friend’s bed after spending last night partying at his sister’s wedding as his fake girlfriend.

OT7/Multiple Members

The Sordid Place Ch. 2 @nabiolive

summary: Namjoon breaks down and installs Grindr after his friends complain he is “terminally single,” despite never really being into hook ups. Jungkook is an old pro at the hookup app. Their connection is instant.

Collateral ^

summary: Your ex-boyfriend gets in over his head working for the local mafia, and Boss Min has come to collect his payment: You. But was it simply a matter of being in the wrong place at the wrong time? Or has he always had his sights on you?

Before I Leave You Ch. 49 @hollyhomburg

summary: Hobi has a bad day, you make it better.

Daydreams @euphoricfilter

summary: sometimes it’s nice to get lost in daydreams

#jjungkookislife fic recs #jjungkookislife fic rec #jjungkookislife fic recs masterlist

[kendochick-moor]

Yo!

To clear up any confusion:

1) absolutely, check in with your fav fandom authors, ask how they're doing, bless them with appreciation and tell them what you enjoy in their fics, and then you may politely ask if they know when they may have an update coming.

2) do not EVER, say or imply to an unpaid, fandom author that they owe you an update or owe you an explanation for any 'delays'. It's none of your business.

3) an extension of 2): do not E V E R try to emotionally manipulate an author by gaslighting them. Do not try to make an author feel bad for not updating, or imply that the mere creation or posting of a fanfic implies ANY form of contractual obligation on the author's part to continue the story for the purpose of MANAGING A READER'S EMOTIONAL HEALTH OR EXPECTATIONS. It's awesome when a writer can provide regular, dependable updates but this is fandom and it's not a job, so it's going to fall second to IRL.

4) a reader is responsible for their own life, their own wellbeing, and their own curation of their online experience. If someone can't do that, then they need to leave until they have the maturity to do so. Point blank. The rest of the world will treat you respectfully if you do the same, but do not EVER expect them to accommodate your demands to make you comfortable when, ultimately, it's a 'you problem'.

Learn to grow and/or learn to deal with conflict. If you're an adult, then the rest of the world isn't here for your character growth. Conflict isn't a bad thing so stop treating it like it is. Conflict helps us figure out where we must improve. Avoiding conflict breeds stagnation and cowardice. Avoiding conflict prevents us from learning. Avoiding conflict narrows our views until only our own, tunneled, short-sighted and uninformed ones remain. Stop looking at conflict with an attitude of winning an argument and start looking at conflict for the amazing learning opportunities it can provide. Conflict teaches us about each other and that's a very good, important thing. But you need to understand that it can be hard or it can make you feel uncomfortable while you're going through it. Instead of avoiding conflict, look at why you don't want to face it and learn to sit with your uncomfortable emotions. Then ask yourself why they feel uncomfortable.

Lastly, if you're afraid of a fight, then sit down and shut up. Don't hide behind "looking at both sides" of the argument that you fucking started @valiantauthorbonkweasel. You need to suck it up and deal.

-- and stop emotionally manipulating people in a weird effort to make yourself look like some kind of... well-intentioned, impartial, good guy, i think was what you were going for and failed so hard at? Whatever.

#rant #moor talks #fandom #fandom etiquette

[eldritch-spouse]

Hey its hoodie anon

If you don't mind writing some angst-comfort stuff, would you mind writing for some of your guys helping their s/on out during a difficult mental health time?

October used to be my favorite month, it has my favorite holiday, but it's been really hard for me for the past couple of years for ✨reasons✨. So if you'd be willing to write for this, I would deeply, deeply appreciate it.

[I'll never pry, but I hope you're able to enjoy October again, especially Halloween. These types of asks are almost painful for me to do, comfort fluff is not my thing at all, I suck at it.]

Ugh, honestly anon, these assholes can barely keep themselves together, you expect them to be able to help you through mental health lapses? Goodness, you couldn't have chosen a worst possible bunch.

Trying to cheer you up when you're having a bad time

Breg just doesn't know what to do and he's upset at himself for not really having an answer. Sometimes he's fucked up about things he went through, and his answer to that is just to spend time with you. So, maybe, you just need his company? A cuddle? Do you want to go outside? Do something? You might as well tell him, he's going to be in distress the entire time.

Fasma and shitty mental health go hand in hand together. He's not going to ask questions and he won't force you to talk. He's handing you a bottle and sitting next to you. Maybe even holding your hand. You'll get over it, you have no choice. No one does.

Gallon is also one to offer drinks, but unlike Fasma, the slime is an avid chatter. He will definitely pry. Come on, he can keep a secret, talk to him. Is there something he can get you for you to stop being such a downer? Aw, cheer up now! To say he lacks empathy is an understatement.

Morell's dragging you to a chair until you tell him what's wrong. And don't play stupid, he doesn't have all day. Out with it. You're not leaving without a decent meal either. Hey, you want to go hunting with him later? Having something to concentrate on might do you some good. He can teach you to make basic traps.

Patches hesitates. He'll try to start a talk, but he's not good at that, so if you express discomfort he's more likely to just give you something interesting to look at. Wanna see this fucked up plant The Clergy made yesterday? He can call one of the bobbles to entertain you if you want. He's likely to show up later as his nighttime self and take you on a wildride, doing stupid things for the sake of it. A night of adrenaline is bound to get your mood up.

Vinnel, just like with most sorrows in his life, is all about comedy and violence. So that's what he's going to offer you- Tricks, jokes, silly faces, games, and front row seats to his shows. Hey, you ever seen a shark woman tear someone's legs off? Okay wait, what if he lets you throw the knife during the spinning wheel segment? You might not get the head, but that just means you can try again! He doesn't take serious conversations all that well, so he's kind of quiet and awkward, but he mulls on it later.

Santi knows what it's like to doubt yourself, whether that stems from internal or external factors is irrelevant. You're having a day off with him to do things you like and enjoy the finer things in life. You're hot stuff and you should feel like it, so come on now, get your things ready, turn your notifications off, you're heading out. The incubus won't press you into conversation, but he's ready to hear you and he's sensible enough to comfort you.

Grimbly is an impulsive, greedy little monster. When he's down, he usually gets two tubs of ice cream, eats until he's sick and orders 300 items online which Santi will clearly feel the sting of in his wallet. He's not saying you should do the same, but being a mall rat with him will probably cheer you up, right mommy/daddy?

Mervin, who is as sensible as a cinder block, will call you a sniveling sod of a person. He picks you up like a sac of potatoes and takes you to a nice restaurant and then you're going to see a movie with him. Ugh, smile already, you look like shit when you frown. You should tell him what has you like that, it's some loser, isn't it? Honestly, you're such a bleeding heart.

Obie gifts you his coping mechanisms- Good food and good music. And shitty video games, but y'know, mainly the first two. You don't have to talk, you don't even have to knock honestly, just let yourself in and he'll lay on you like a lazy blanket that offers you snacks every now and then. He might push you to drone on about something that he knows you like talking about, anything to distract you.

Ludwig is taking you to one of those rooms you can rent, where the whole goal is to fuck shit up and break everything (look it up, it exists). Now, he's not telling you to kill anything, but blowing off steam violently can still help you out. If that doesn't work, then he'll just invite you to take a nap with him and have oddly deep conversations about life. What to live for, how to be, things of that sort.

Nebul is just straight up going to ask to eat those feelings off you. Or at least a part of it. You need to grow emotionally, and he can help you through that journey, but he can also alleviate you immediately if he finds those sentiments to be extremely harmful to you. In the end, he's going to give you a small chemical imbalance where you're entirely high, when you crash from it, the wraith will already have a plan for how to process those emotions.

Belo is so fucking lost. He doesn't know what to do unless he's given direct orders most of the time. So just tell him??? What do you want him to do? Anything? Do you want worship? Meals? Do you want him to lead you somewhere calm? Please just say something, he's so lost and he can clearly tell you're upset. I think he'd just mush your face in his fluffed up chest and stay there forever if you don't give him any command.

Sybastian will play with you. It starts with odd nudges and bonks, then licks. He'll pick you up and toss you in the air like a child, maybe even try to get you to run so he can chase you around and roughouse for a bit. That might make you feel better. Or not. If you lash out, ultimately he offers you distance or just holds you. Conversations are not his strong suit, but the mimic can listen.

Fank-e is placing way too many stickers on you. And bracelets. And wow, look at this cute shirt he found online. He's ordering stuff on mass without you even knowing it. He's asking if you want to make bead jewelry with him or go to a concert somewhere. If you dump heavy topics onto the robot, he will fumble and offer very short responses, ultimately still trying to steer you towards activities he deems fun and productive.

Krulu's mental health is affected by yours, so chances are that he's already picking at what's making you sullen before you even bring it up. More often than not, he thinks the matter is trivial, but he's forcing you to talk to him about it anyway. With a deadpan and a surprising amount of cool rationale, he's going to deconstruct the way you think about whatever's making you upset and reassure you that said sadness is most likely pointless when faced with your role. There are few things you should care about now that you're by his side, and as such, some emotions have to be shed when dealing with irrelevant elements.

#Bregory #Fasma oc #Vinnel oc #Gallon oc #Morell oc #Patches oc #Nebul oc #Santi oc #Grimbly oc #Mervin oc #Obie oc #Ludwig oc #Sybastian oc #Fank-e oc #Belo oc #Krulu oc

[terribletoonietuesday]

Cool Cat Saves the Kids (2015)

So I've known of this for ages and deep down I figured the masses of clips online was all I needed but here we go. Glad I watched this at the beginning of my Painathon of Doom so I wasn't grumpy and tired cause as much as I enjoyed this it does suck and it is stupid as fuck. It says theis version is the 'Directors cut". I wonder what had to be cut out before ? Is this the version with Cool Cats full frontal nudity or does he kill a man in this cut? The film is made by a guy called Derek Savage who stars in the movie as Cool Cats dad. Cool cat calls him daddy Derek which sounds like it's alluding to Derek being divorced and Cool Cat was raised by his mom and "other dad". But we eventually meet Cool Cats mom, who is also a giant cat and we find she is married to human Derek. So Derek is his second dad. Cool Cats mom left her mascot costume husband for Derek because Derek owns a construction company and has a lot of money. They flirt alot and Derek looks so longingly at Cat Mom, it's totally a furry thing. The movie starts with Cool Cat in his large Beverly Hills house with his parents. So Derek Savage is a rich guy and yet this is still the bullshit he makes. Basically there is no plot and sure eventually Cool Cat tries to teach a bully how to be nice but mainly it's just a day in the life of Cool Cat filmed like a reality show. In the first five minutes Cool Cat paints and Derek tells him how good he is. Then cool cat wants to record a rap song so Derek records it and it's the most embarrassing thing you've ever seen. I've heard the song before but when you see Derek's reaction faces it's twice as bad. Cool Cat is dubbed in post BUT he still sounds like a guy in a mascot head. There is a second rap further in the movie but with no explanation Cool Cat has a different voice for that one (obviously they heard how awful the first one was). In less than 5 minutes Cool cat has basically preached to us about politeness and positivity and then for no reason we get a whole lesson on recycling. This "film" is about a dozen PSA shorts edited in one. We are still only 6 minutes in Derek takes Cool cat on a motorcycle ride but neither wears a helmet. So I see how it is Cool Cat your American Christian values only apply to what you found important and no real basis of rules or reasoning. I knew Derek Savage was a questionably odd and problematic person but he makes you forget the whole bully sub plot as he just shows himself off. Showing off his real house, his Van Halen signed guitar , there is a super creepy scene where we watch him practice martial arts with Kana blades on a tree in his backyard for no reason at all. My favorite scene is where Derek takes Cool Cat to a slum house that he is remodeling. The way he pushes Cool Cat into the house (because obviously he can't see where he is going) . Derek places Cool Cat against a wall that he needs to knock down and then goes to get a sledge hammer while talking oddly slowly. I thought oh this is it this is when Derek kills Cool Cat with a hammer and leaves him to die in this abandoned house. Sadly he just shows him how to knock a wall. Derek then gets an axe and we legit learn he is nuts. But sadly Cool Cat survives. Oh yeah Erik Estrada , Vivika A Fix and Cynthia Rothrock show up and it is super awkward. However if you see all the Asylum productions and similar films they have all done in recent years you know Cool Cat was not the worst thing they've done. I have not even talked about the cliche bully kid who obviously gets bullied way more than anyone else in this film. But I got so much more in this Painathon today so I guess you just got to watch it yourself. Oh shit I've been writing so much on this garbage. I feel weak after the dark twist ending and I'm only one film in but I'm already dizzy. I have legit lots brain cells and dropped huge levels of IQ. This is not a good sign. Not cool.

#Painathon2023

[booksandchainmail]

Pale 4.7

“Zed told me I need to work with others better.  I’m used to working on my own, and I’ve already decided on the answer.  I could say it, but then I’m not working with the group, am I?”

lol. but also fair. I feel like I've been on Jessica's side of this a few times, and am now getting an appreciation for how annoying it is

That wasn’t wrong, but… it was frustrating, and it was that frustration that seemed to extend from Jessica.  Because Jessica was queer and casually cool, and she explored places. 

oh yeah. I hadn't thought of this angle, but I think Jessica might be literally the first other queer girl Avery has ever met. IME that produces a lot of "please recognize me and notice I am also queer and act as though that gives us a connection" feelings. Which can be a lot to put on another person all at once.

And like, okay, Jessica had a girlfriend and she was a few years older, and maybe that got a bit weird, so she was off limits relationship-wise,

it's not (necessarily) about having a crush, just about finding a community

“He was like that with you, briefly.  He likes things predictable.  You’re both… ‘wild’,” Jessica murmured.

:|

"if you three won’t give me data to work with in structuring my lessons, please sit back, be quiet, and don’t engage until I signal it’s okay. The programs I use for the adaptive lesson plan are sensitive." “You could have told her.” “I am not interested in arguing the point, Ms. Kelly.  This works for me and it works for the majority of my students.  The school offers many other learning opportunities for those who don’t like how I teach.”

ok. so an actual explanation for what was going on last chapter. But it still sucks! Feels like the school as a whole is structured for the idea of doing what the teachers say without questioning, which on the one hand is necessary when in immediate danger, but on the other hand is a dick move, and also really exploitable

the pillars of the awakening ritual, fishbone as skull, axe as blade, dog as element of nature, and comb as thread.

iirc they had a rose as element of nature in pact, but none in the awakening in pale. I think I missed that earlier, bc I was thinking of the rose as a personal item. Guess most depictions of the seal of solomon go with a six pointed star, so makes sense that awakening would use six items. And that a "wild" awakening wouldn't need an element of nature

“My mom made Effy on the day I was born. She said if I wasn’t satisfactory as a daughter, Effy would drag out my guts, put them inside herself, take my blood and skin to seal up the doll joints, and replace me.”

WHAT THE FUCK. and this is the woman teaching a workshop right now

I awoke on my own, secretly, then I talked to Effy, and neither of us were sure if my mom would keep me or Effy. So we agreed she’d be my familiar. That way my mom would have to keep us both or destroy us both.

this is fucked up but sweet. binding yourself permanently to the being made to replace you, so that neither of you is disposable... I want an interlude from her perspective

“There is a third type of practitioner-familiar bond.  Not the master, not the partner, but the subservient.  The familiar as an Other, and you as its slave or servant.”

I'd be interested in seeing a consensual mutual familiar bond where the familiar is more powerful. We've seen in Pact that a bond unbalanced in the other way can still be healthy

It was weird that Verona, for once, was super worked up about stuff having to do with the case, if it could be called that.  Except Verona seemed worked up about a bunch of stuff.  Bouncy and hyper and… And happy?

feels bad that happy registers as unusual

But Brie asked questions online before Zed found her, and my would-be successor, who I’m being careful not to name, found one of those dangling threads. He thinks the silence and secrecy is mine, to my own ends, and anything reasonable I could try to use to deter him would only encourage, instead.

not sure how much I believe Alexander here. Getting the Kennet Trio to misguidedly act in his defense seems like a move he'd make. But if this is correct, that could be a serious problem. The better they are at deflecting Bristow, likely the more he thinks its Alexander

Every dealing with him felt like you were at a disadvantage, and felt like you were losing a bit.  And before you knew it, a whole war had happened and you’d lost too many of the battles.

Thinking a bit about how power is not necessarily the ability to win a confrontation, but the ability to set the terms of that confrontation to begin. To pick conditions and setting favorable to you, but also to pick and choose your battles, to set stakes you can handle but the other party can't, to offer terms they can't afford to back away from. Also, on another level, the ability to determine who gets the opportunity to make a challenge, whose demands are even heard or listened to, what issues matter enough to oppose each other over.

We saw this back in Nicolette's interlude, where Alexander creates an environment that pressures her, so that he has more opportunities to intervene and she has less resources to draw on. Then waits for moments where he can offer something she wants, or give aid she desperately needs, all at little personal cost.

#booksandchainmail reads pale #pale #wildbow

[mrsblackruby]

I love it when Billy antis block you before you can even reply to their reply. It goes to show the type of people they are. I don’t give two shits anymore. If you think all Billy Hargrove stans are racist white girls ur actually racist and Ill informed on racial topics, and making the fandom toxic for BIPOC WHO don’t fit ur limited racist ass world view. Who don’t fit your dumbass monolith 💀You’re actually contributing to making a hostile fan environment for marginalized fan creators. By hating a fictional character so much you’ve decided to turn your back on real people. You’re lost in the sauce. Stranger things is not reality. You just love to justify harassing fans online. You just like to bully the weirdos cuz u don’t want to admit ur weird. And equating liking a fictional character to racism is weird 💀LIKING BILLY HARGROVE DOESN’T EQUATE to excusing racism or not wanting black people to have rights. you’re a fucking racist. Point. Blank. Period. and the same goes for some of you Harringrove antis.

Signed and Angry Black queer Billy/Harringrove stan.

Suck my ass. tired of people invalidating my existence in this fandom space. Saying shit like poc billy fans don’t exist. Saying shit like only straight people ship Harringrove. You homophobic racist shit heads fr fr. I’m not your slave I like, write, and create for whatever characters I want. Don’t like it that’s ur problem not mine. I don’t care gonna keep doing me die mad about it loser. But me creating stories that go against what the Duffers and Netflix put on screen and represents me better is too much for y’all. You don’t like my blackass stepping out of line (the Duffers said this they hinted at that well fuck them and u. You settled for some bullshit because they didn’t depict blatant racism on screen and if they intended to they fuxking failed laughable honestly, a joke). Keep denying that ur a racist son of a Bitch with unlearning of ur own to do tho ur giving me another fucked up thing to laugh at 💀 there’s no shame in acknowledging we have unlearning 2 do in an anti blackass society teaching us all fucked up bullshit since we were born. It’s actually something I would hugely respect a person for. But never catch me sucking up 2 anonymous online bullies throwing around racist dogma🤣

Bigots question the worth of people’s lives. Bigots jump to hasty assumptions about real people. Bigots love to dehumanize others. Bigots love to fantasize about a group of good people and tear down those they deem bad. Bigots call people slurs. Bigots make scapegoats out of other people instead of condemning institutions. All I’m saying is some of y’all are sure acting like a bunch of hateful Bigots/bullies over people liking a god damn fictional character. Couldn’t be me. I stand against it. Bruhhh you’re really convinced the billy stan is the enemy the billy stan is the c**n all I can say is glad I don’t think like that 🤣. Hope you find peace and learn to respect other people in fandom or you’re gonna just make life shit for yourself and the rest of us.

#anti billy hargrove #anti harringrove #billy hargrove #meta #tw fandom discourse #long post #shouting into the void #i talk too much

[paopuofhearts]

Time for some personal emotion dumping on being Native and Jewish.

(Dont comment with some "wow this is an unfair take" bullshit you will be blocked because fuck you its not about you, even if you're Native and / or Jewish, this is my personal frustration that I am sending to the void because Im tired of only talking to my partner about it).

Lets start with I fucking hate everyone on all sides because literally no one wants to struggle through shit to actually build bridges, they just want to sit in their "I'm right your wrong" or "I'm afraid for valid reasons" camps.

Like.

I know the internet isn't real (by which I mean the internet is not a trustworthy or reliable source of information and the internet is not at all any form of activism space). But god it fucking sucks to just be continuously bombarded with either:

- Israel has done nothing wrong

Or

- We can't be bothered to do anything productive because people are mean and dangerous to us in progressive spaces

Which. I get it. I really fucking get it. But at the same time: why the fuck isnt anyone working to do anything about it?

Like. Im in a pretty fucking liberal city. I teach. And a lot of the shit I teach is dealing with handling current events and indigenous issues - including starting from scratch and introducing basic vocabulary to people about what things mean (from Indigenous and Settler-Colonialism and Nation States to Zionism and Native Identity and Basic Judaism).

Half the adults I work with refuse to consider anything but their own ideas, and students take after that. Thats fair for students, to an extent, but like - adults? In an education setting? Where we're literally spending time talking about Empathy and Community Building and Restorative Justice - and you refuse to fucking listen to anyone but yourself? (And its not just White people - its Black educators, other Native educators, the whole fucking spectrum).

Then I go out to help with movements in my city and I have to hear bullshit about how Zionism Is The Devils Work while trying to support groups pressing for a ceasefire.

Then I go to my synagogue and when it's not being evacuated due to shooting threats no one wants to talk about what's happening and they actively start to cold shoulder you for bringing it up.

So I try for other Jewish community works only to get bombarded by people online with "wow you're a traitor they're using you it's co-opted".

Like.

Fucking hell.

There's no such thing as Purity Politics. It isn't realistic to think Israel will be dismantled. It isn't realistic to think Palestinians will be moved. It isn't realistic to expect that the activist work you do that goes for good reasons won't be full of people there for wrong reasons.

But damn does everyone wanna fucking judge and isolate people for trying.

Honestly at this point Im just like. Fuck my Jewish community for refusing to engage. Fuck my Native community for refusing to be compassionate. Fuck my online community for perpetuating this shit. And fuck everyone who thinks its a black and white situation where there can only be one winner.

Im exhausted and I hate everything and I hate that doing anything positive is so heavily scrutinized and dragged over the coals as some sort of disloyal deception.

[motelsink]

i would really love to know what you have to say re: feeling afraid of speaking to men :)

ok like i said this is a really nuanced topic so i'm gonna do my best to be kinda coherent here - bear with me :)

the first thought i have - men aren't from mars and women aren't from venus. i think it's a deeply patriarchal idea that men are just sex monsters who are incapable of platonically talking to a woman without rating her attractiveness on a scale of 1 to 10 and choosing how to act towards her accordingly. like - the patriarchy is real, fatphobia is real; i don't want to invalidate your feelings bc your fear IS based on reality to some degree. but like. men are literally just people. if we understand that women are more complicated and nuanced than the stereotypes and prescribed roles that the patriarchy forces upon them, i think it's also essential to recognize that men are ALSO more complicated and nuanced than their little boxes. some men are fucking scumbags who reinforce gender roles and stereotypes, but like - so are some women! patriarchy is SO much more insidious and complex than just "all men objectify all women at all times forever" - which sucks on like a systemic level, but it's good because it means that men are capable of being better than the worst caricatures that our anxieties have drawn of them.

i think you already understand this, at least on some level, because you're reaching out to men and asking for help with this problem rather than diving into the depths of radical feminism, which means you have to do the difficult work of unlearning an instinctual fear and internalizing these ideas. i'm going to echo a little bit of what romcommunist said here and say that talking this out with a professional might be helpful, but if you don't have access to professional help for whatever reason, just talkin about it can help! i also agree w/ what he said about starting out with socializing in group settings. socializing in general - with all sorts of people of all sorts of genders - is a really great way to teach yourself deep down that other people are just as afraid of you as you are of them. if you can't get out and meet ppl IRL right now, meeting ppl online is a good place to start too (and you're here on tumblr so i know you can do it :) )

anyway yeah! that's kind of a jumping off point - i don't know a whole lot about you and your specific situation other than what u said in that ask so i don't know if i'm on the right track or if i'm going in the totally wrong direction, but i hope this helps a little!

#answered #anon #it has been so long since ive interacted with strangers on tumblr lmao i'm shy