#which is not stressful at all and eating into my energy reserves

[bigmammallama5]

Speaking of a previous fandom post I just shared: I have Not stepped away from fandom this fall, I’m just dealing with some health stuff and I’ve been pretty short on the energy I usually have. I’m doing okay and should be all the way better soon! But energy has been going to real job and pottery (which is also real gig job with taxable $ involved but pottery is the art form I have consistently fallen back on for comfort the past decade). I still have so much interest in unfinished fics and art I hope to return to in the new year. And I’m still hoping to noodle out some drawpiles with @sango-blep as my body and energy level allow. But yeah, still here just working to keep my nose above the water.

#arting #stupid rant is stupid #i miss u supercorp i think about u all the time #also the few minutes i usually nab writing during work jobs has been nuked with lots of product photography #so then when i get home im sore and exhausted #also new worry unlocked #the adhd drug shortage has finally hit me and i could only get 20 of my 30 pillss this month #i still have a chance to find those missing 10 but i have to wait until im almost out and get an additional rx from my dr #which is not stressful at all and eating into my energy reserves #anyways

[projectionistwrites]

FOR SCIENCE | SUBJECT 1

In which the Moon Knight alter system presents a unique opportunity to settle the nature versus nurture debate, once and for all...

Steven Grant x afab!psychologist!reader (8.0k+)

RATING: EXPLICIT (18+, mdni) WARNINGS: fetishization of mental disorders (DID), psychoanalysis, potentially unethical scientific practices, SMUT (dom/sub dynamics, fingering, oral (f! and m!receiving), unprotected p in v sex, creampie, intense overstimulation, non-ejaculatory orgasm, cumplay, cum eating, praise kink, dirty talk, use of the stoplight system) NOTES: steven is my baby. he deserves the world. i hope i did his character justice. DISCLAIMER: although i’m incredibly knowledgeable about psychology, i am NOT a professional. all psychoanalyses made throughout the course of this storyline are entirely my own, based on my own interpretations of the characters. in a similar vein, i am also not an expert on DID specifically (although i am well-read on mental disorders and diagnoses), so i apologize for any incorrect terminology or misrepresentation. don’t hesitate to call me out if i say something wrong!

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CASE STUDY: STEVEN GRANT

ROLE IN SYSTEM: Caretaker / Internal Self-Helper

ATTACHMENT STYLE: Preoccupied

CHARACTERISTICS: timid, introverted, sensitive, unassertive; inferiority complex; the epitome of a people pleaser.

SPLIT FROM HOST: assumedly a result of simultaneous emotional and physical abuse from mother.

TRAUMA RESPONSE: alter likely emerged as a way to maintain the childhood innocence of the host; a personification of the word 'hope'.

SEXUAL PRESENTATION: shy, reserved, submissive, responsive, doting; views relationship as transactional (i.e. his only value is derived from what he can provide to a partner, whether that be physically, fiscally, materially, or emotionally); incredibly receptive to praise and validation.

Silence.

It filled the room and weighed heavy in the air—only interrupted by the buzzing of the filter in Gus’ fish tank near the center of the apartment.

You swallowed.

Why did it have to be Steven first?

You knew why. You’d made the decision deliberately, carefully—Steven was the softest, most vulnerable and hesitant. The most emotionally mature, but also the most emotionally fragile. Sensitive, caring, empathetic, loving—he really, truly cared. That’s why he had to go first. This was more than just an excuse to have sex with you—this was intimacy, passion, a closeness he so desperately craved. And you knew, deep down, he’d be comparing himself to his other alters. Envying their confidence, their forwardness, their unapologetic sexual prowess. Steven had always felt inferior—you needed to prove to him that that couldn’t be farther from the truth.

But still. As much as you cared for him, as much as you were looking forward to getting to know him physically, in that moment, you desperately wished for a hint of Marc’s initiative, or even a sliver of Jake’s assertiveness.

Steven was sat on the couch, hunched over, elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. Nervous energy pulsed from his body in waves—his clear stress wasn’t doing anything to help with your own trepidation.

You shuffled beside him, crossing one leg over the other at the ankles. You drew in a breath.

“Do you... do we need to go over anything again?”

He flinched at your intrusion on the silence—without sparing you a glance, he offered a brief shake of his head.

“Well, I think we should go over it one more time, just in case. So. Today is—is about you. Whatever you say goes. Obviously, I have my limits, but, I mean, I really don’t see that being much of a problem with any of you—except maybe Jake...”

You digressed, but the mention of his alters clearly ruffled Steven’s feathers, even if he hid it well. You continued.

“And—and you’ll be fronting the whole time. No co-consciousness, or interruption from the others. Right?”

Steven nodded again, more firmly this time.

“Okay. And lastly—well, I’ve thought about it, and—and I think we should be fine without condoms.”

That got Steven’s attention. His head turned to you, eyes wide with bewilderment.

“What?”

You looked away abashedly, a blush creeping up your cheeks.

“I just—I’ve got the implant, and well—Marc gave me documentation confirming that you’re negative for any STI’s, which—so am I. So I figure—unless you’re gonna be having sex with anyone else in the time this experiment is being conducted, then—then I think we should be fine... for now.”

“You told us we had to be abstinent in the week between each experimental window.”

You laughed at this, amused at the incredulity in his voice.

“Oh, so you were planning on seeing someone else in between, then?”

His face flushed with alarm as he attempted to backtrack.

“Wha—no! No, I didn’t mean—you just—you said we should refrain from doin’ anything, as in—anything. So I just—”

“Relax, Steven, I’m just teasing you.”

You giggled, reaching to grip his bicep reassuringly. Your fingers making contact with his body seemed to jostle him—he stared down at the place your fingers wrapped around his arm, electricity crackling from your fingers and lighting a fire in his belly. He swallowed.

His sudden attention to your presence grounded you back into reality as well. You felt the taut muscles of his bicep flex beneath your hand, the parting of Steven’s lips and fluttering of his lashes making your breath stumble.

When he looked up at you, finally, his eyes were dark—lustful, desirous. Still, there was a sense of restraint within him, his diffidence preventing him from moving unto you further. You realized that you would likely have to make the first move.

“Steven.”

You spoke softly, drawing him in.

“Are you—do you feel ready?”

For a moment, he looked terrified, like a deer caught in headlights. He glanced away from you for a moment, trying to reason with himself, to will the anxiety away. You squeezed his arm.

“You don’t have to do this, Steven, really. It’s not too late to change your mind.”

“I want this.”

“But Steven, really, it’s alright—”

“No, you don’ understand—I really, really want this.”

His words were breathy, but certain, the desire in his tone undeniable. You felt your breath hitch at his confession, and before either of you had time to worry about it anymore, you closed the gap between you, pushing yourself up against his side and tilting your head so your lips met his. He whined into your mouth, his initial hesitance wearing off and making way for his insatiable hunger for your touch, your taste, you.

His hands reached to grip the back of your head, fingers threading in your hair as he pulled you closer, forcing your lips to meld against his deeply. You leaned into him, allowing yourself to shift into his lap, your thighs straddling his. As you settled your weight onto him, he audibly groaned as your core pressed against the hardening tent in his pants. Your hands traveled up his chest and along his shoulders as your tongue explored his mouth. He fought back with equal fervor, and you could sense that there was a hint of desperation in him—as if he was finally acting upon the months worth of repressed sexual tension between the two of you.

You pulled away with a gasp, coming up for air as you lifted your chin slightly, away from the chase of his lips. Instead, they began a sloppy assault on your throat, mouthing and teething at the supple flesh of your neck and down into your collarbone. You let out a breathy moan as Steven lavished your skin with attention, quickly gaining the confidence to suck a mark into the juncture between your neck and shoulder. You keened.

“God, Steven.”

The sound of his name falling from your lips was heaven. He pulled you back down for another searing kiss, and you offered an experimental nip to the swell of his bottom lip. He groaned.

“Christ, you’re a minx.”

His voice was throaty, gravelly, and you giggled at his comment as he pressed kisses to the corners of your mouth and the surrounding flesh of your cheeks.

“Should we... do you want to move to the bed?”

You asked quietly, and the man stiffened, clearly enticed by the proposal.

“Yes. Gods, yes.”

You regretfully pulled yourself from his lap and he followed immediately after, reaching for your hand as you guided him back towards his bed. It was neatly made, the corners tucked in and the blankets pressed. For some reason, it made you want to cry. You’d been at his flat plenty of times before, but never had you once seen his bed made up so tidy. He did that for you.

As you reached the end of the bed, you hesitated. You had taken the lead, carefully easing Steven into the interaction, but now, you needed to see what he wanted. You looked to him.

“What—where do you want me?”

He swore he almost blacked out at the sheer compliance that your tone offered. He had to squeeze his eyes shut tight in an effort to slow the rapidly building arousal in his groin—you hadn’t even fucking touched him yet.

“Would you—could you just lay down f’me, love?”

You smiled at him gratefully, offering a small nod at you followed his careful instruction. You shuffled up towards the head of the bed, turning to lie flat on your back with your head propped against the pillows. You looked at Steven expectantly—he was just watching you, fists slowly clenching and unclenching at his sides. Christ, you were a sight to beheld.

Cautiously, Steven lowered onto his hands and knees and crawled up towards you, allowing himself to hover over your body with his own, his waist slotting between the parting of your legs. He rested on his elbows, forearms framing your head as he gazed down at you. The sheer reverence and devotion in his eyes was almost too much to bear.

“Bloody hell, you’re gorgeous.”

He mumbled, fingers moving to stroke your hairline, tracing the curvatures of your face. You smiled softly before tilting your head upwards to close the small space that remained between you. These kisses were softer—slow, gentle, repeated slides of his lips against yours. It made you feel lightheaded.

You reached for the hem of his jumper.

“I—can I?”

You questioned against his lips, and he nodded slowly, sitting upright to help you pull the top up and over his head. He flung it to the side carefully, and you spread your hands out against the warmth of his torso, the ring finger on your left hand just barely brushing his right nipple. He hissed as the feeling of your cold hands pressed into his abdomen, but at the same time, the sensation was intoxicating. You let your fingers slide up towards his chest, skating across both of his hardened nipples before wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him back to you. He happily obliged, malleable under your touch, but you could feel his fingers twitching as if desperate to touch you. You pushed him back slowly, reaching to take off your own shirt.

“Wait.”

Steven panicked, and you froze, a flash of hurt cresting your face. But he just smiled gently.

“Can—let me.”

He offered, and you laid back, letting his fingers skim the flesh of your stomach as he gripped the hem and pulled the fabric away from you. You sat up briefly to allow him to pull it completely off, revealing your simple white lace bra beneath it. You watched him drink you in, completely infatuated. His hands skated up your sides, over the curve of your hip and across your ribs, but they halted before they reached any further. You nodded in encouragement.

“It’s okay, Steven. You can touch me.”

A whimper escaped his mouth as he slowly reached up the palm at your breast, still contained in the cup of your bra. He could feel the peak of your nipple through the fabric as he massaged the flesh carefully, kneading and squeezing. The sigh you let out spurred him on, and he reached behind you towards the clasp, eyes scanning your face for any sign of discomfort. Instead, he was met with a warm smile and nod, and his fingers worked to unclip the material beneath you. After a few brief seconds of his fumbling, his brows furrowed in frustration.

“What the—bollocks, why’s it so bloody hard to undo?”

Your saccharine giggle melted his annoyance as you offered him assistance, reaching behind you to unlatch the hooks. When it was finally unclasped, the cups loosening their hold on your breasts, he let out a shaky breath, gripping the straps and watching them glide down your arms until you were topless beneath him.

His movements were slow, deliberate, as he watched your body react to his touch. Tracing beneath the swell of your left breast, dancing across the valley between them, repeating the movement on the right side. Goosebumps trailed in his wake as he stared, utterly entranced at the softness of your skin and the rhythm of your breathing.

His eyes met yours once more, and stayed there as he slowly leaned down and pulled your right nipple into his mouth. You mewled at the action, back arching just slightly as his other hand came to cup your other tit, massaging it gently as he sucked at your flesh. He switched sides, lavishing your other nipple with equal attention, and even offering an experimental nip to the swollen bud, earning a cry from you—a mix between a sharp pain, quickly soothed with the swipe of his tongue.

You hardly noticed when his lips began pressing kisses lower across your chest, your breasts, across the expanse of your stomach, until his lips were skating over your navel, just above the button of your jeans. His dark eyes found yours, and he offered you a silent question, to which you immediately nodded. His trembling fingers reached to undo the button—with which he had much more success than your bra—and pulled the zipper down. As he slowly coaxed the fabric away from your skin, he pressed two hot kisses against each of your hip bones before pulling the pants completely off and discarding them nearby.

His hands roamed the newly exposed skin of your thighs, fingers creating divots in the soft flesh with his firm grip. He leaned down and pressed his lips against your calf, sliding them upwards until he reached your inner thigh. You whimpered at his proximity to where you needed him most, but he evaded you by switching to mirror the same path on your other side. Your toes curled in frustration.

“Steven.”

You huffed, head thrown back, and his head popped upwards, eyes wide with concern.

“Stop teasing.”

His gaze softened, and you felt his lips press right above your pubic bone, where the waistband of your panties was settled.

“Sorry, m’love, I couldn’t help it. I’ll make it better, I promise.”

His fingers gripped the waistband of your underwear and pulled them down your legs, successfully leaving you completely bare beneath him. You had half the mind to feel insecure at the exposure, but when you caught sight of the look on Steven's face, his eyes transfixed on the sopping folds of your cunt, any hesitance was thrown out the window.

“Fuckin’ hell.”

He whispered, letting the pointer finger on his left hand just barely graze between your pussy lips to gather some of your wetness, causing your hips to jolt. He let out a short ‘ha’ sound at your reaction to his touch.

“Is this—s’this all f’me?”

He looked at you again, lips parted and eyes hooded. You nodded vigorously.

“Yes, Steven, yes—all for you.”

He rewarded you with a groan, his finger offering another, firmer swipe through your folds, easily sliding through with the slick of your arousal. The tip of his finger caught on the hood of your clit and your hips jumped again. Instead of removing his finger, he slid it back downwards, slowly circling the entrance of your pussy with careful ministrations. Before you could even ask, he pushed his middle finger deep inside you, curling forward, and almost instantly, the pad of his digit nudged at the most sensitive part of you. You cried out at the abrupt sensation, hips unconsciously grinding down against his hand. He smiled wickedly.

“Ah—there you are.”

He mumbled to himself, repeating the motion once more to ensure he had located the spot where your sensitivity peaked. Again, your body followed the movement of his hand, and he easily added a second finger, slowly beginning to pump them in and out of you, all while continuing the well-received come-hither motion. You squeezed your eyes shut, core muscles clenched as pleasure spread from your cunt upwards, and then his thumb found your clit and you were reeling.

“Oh, fuck, Steven, shit—oh God, I can’t, m’gonna—”

His free hand came up to stroke your hair tenderly, eyes peeling away from where they were watching where his fingers sank into you to ogle at the face you'd make as you climaxed.

“That’s it, love. Doin’ so well. C’mon, give it to me.”

Your orgasm reached its peak, toes curling and back arching as you let out a salacious, pornographic moan, thrusting in time with Steven’s diligent fingers as he coaxed every last drop of pleasure from your dripping folds. Your skin buzzed with sensitivity as the waves of stimulation rippled through you—your breathing was labored when you came down from your high, sinking back into the mattress and grounding yourself back in reality.

Steven pressed a kiss to your lips, which you accepted gratefully, although your energy was significantly less than his—he didn’t seem to mind. He pulled away, just barely, noses brushing together in a moment of intimacy. You felt dizzy.

“So good, Steven—make me feel so good.”

You rambled, hot breath fanning across his face. He glowed at your praise, pressing another soft kiss to your lips. Even after your first orgasm, your hunger for him was nowhere near sated. Your walls were clenching around nothing, desperate for the hot drag of his cock inside of you.

Something resembling a whimper came from the back of your throat, and Steven’s eyes found yours, softening.

“I know, darling, I know. S’alright, I’ve got you. Let me take care of you.”

Your fingers trailed down his stomach and covertly ghosted over the skin right atop the waistband of his jeans. Fuck, he still had his jeans on?

You reached for the button, and Steven took the hint, pulling them off of himself rather ungracefully and tossing them to the side. He was left in just his boxers, and when your hand stroked over the hard outline of his cock within them, he hissed, almost as if he were in pain. He recoiled from your touch just slightly, and you felt brief concern at the reaction. He squinted one eye open at you, wincing.

“Careful, please, love, I—don’t want this to end too quickly.”

“Whatever you want, Steven, I’m yours.”

You breathed, fingers caressing the side of his face and beneath his jawline. He grunted at your words, still fighting to maintain control of his body. It only served to turn you on more. When your fingers once more reached for the band of his boxers, he interrupted you with a kiss.

“Patience, love, s’alright.”

"Want you so bad."

You cried against his mouth, absolutely desperate, and you felt the stutter of his exhale as he pulled away.

“I know, I know, but I—Gods, ’m sorry, but I just have to taste you.”

You barely had time to process his words before his head was between your thighs, pressing open-mouthed kisses to the inner flesh between them. Your eyes fluttered closed just as he licked a long, experimental stripe between your folds, making you jerk up towards him involuntarily.

Your cunt was puffy and swollen from your previous orgasm, but Steven wasted no time diving in. He let the tip of his tongue dance around your bundle of nerves, suckling it into his mouth and humming at the taste. The vibrations traveled all the way through you, and you moaned, head thrown back in ecstasy. You tried to force your legs from caging him in, but when he noticed the strain in your muscles, he tucked his arms beneath your thighs and let your knees rest on his strong shoulders, allowing him an even better angle with which to pleasure you.

He changed course, tongue now prodding at your entrance, pushing in and out carefully and slowly. At the feeling of your walls clenching, Steven jostled just slightly, the bridge of his nose rubbing against your clit just right. You cried out, fingers flying to fist at his dark curls, pulling him back in against you.

“Fuck, do that again, Steven, please.”

Steven wasn’t one to deny you of what you wanted. He obliged, repeating the motion, his tongue penetrating you rhythmically and his nose pressed against your clit in a way that had you seeing stars. You thighs tightened around his head, and you felt more than you heard the groan that it pulled from him. You were suddenly teetering on the edge of another orgasm.

“God, Steven, gonna make me cum, don’t stop, please—”

Steven maintained his pace, smart enough to know not to speed up or slow down or change up his rhythm at all as your toes curled. You briefly opened your eyes, and the sight in front of you toppled you over the cliff—Steven’s dark eyes staring up at you, the lower half of his face buried in your cunt, his hips rutting up against the mattress unconsciously as he watched you come undone. You practically sobbed as the shockwaves overwhelmed you, your thighs squeezing Steven’s head and holding him in place as you tugged at his hair. He happily lapped up your arousal, the taste of you lingering on his tongue when he finally pulled away after you had stopped squirming.

You tasted yourself on his lips when he kissed you, and the sight of your slick coating his chin and smeared across his cheeks was one of the most attractive things you’d ever seen. You smiled at him with hooded eyes, still coming down from your high.

“Please, will you fuck me now, Steven?”

You pleaded, and Steven groaned, pressing his still-covered cock against the heat of your pussy.

“Oh, yes, please, can I?”

He asked for confirmation, because of course he did, he’s Steven, and you nodded feverishly, watching with lustful eyes as he pulled his boxers down, his length finally released from the confines of the fabric. It stood at full height, long and big but not too thick, and you practically felt yourself drooling at the sight. His head was flushed a deep reddish purple, sheened with precum that had accumulated there. There was a prominent vein that ran up the underside of his shaft, and all you wanted to do was run your tongue along it. Steven caught you staring and grimaced, moaning lowly.

“Christ, darling, you keep lookin’ at me like that and ’m not gonna be able to last.”

His hand reached down and gave a few strokes to his cock, pumping it as he moved in towards you. He leaned down over you once again, eyes finding yours, and you felt the tip rub up and down your folds a few times. Steven’s lips were parted in pleasure, his breathing ragged. You felt the head of his cock barely breach the entrance of your pussy.

“Is this—are you sure?”

He asked you one final time, fingers reaching to stroke your hair. Instead of answering, you pulled him in for a sloppy kiss, and slowly, slowly, he pushed into you.

The groan that escaped him was hellish, sinful, practically animalistic as he sheathed himself within you, pushing in to the hilt until he was buried completely in the warmth of your walls. Your eyes never left his face, absolutely living for his expressions of pleasure—his pinched brows, parted lips, heavy breaths. His eyes were squeezed shut as he held himself there for a moment, offering you time to get settled. You didn’t need time. He had opened you up plenty, and your wet channel practically swallowed him with need.

“Alright?”

He breathed, checking to see if you were experiencing any discomfort. You nodded at him and offered a roll of your hips upward, your clit rubbing up against his pubic bone deliciously. He whimpered, pulling his cock out just enough before rocking back into you. You mewled, pressing your face into his shoulder as he repeated the motion, pulling out a bit more each time as he gained confidence and momentum. Soon, he was thrusting into you steadily, each move punctuated by barely audible ‘uh, uh, uh’ sounds from his lips as he lost himself in the feeling of you.

“Yes, Steven, fuck. Fucking me so well, such a good boy.”

That awoke something in him, and his pace faltered just barely, hips stuttering as he let out a high-pitched whine.

“Shit, shit, don’t—you can’t just—I’m not gonna last, Y/N, fuck.”

The look on his face was pained, sweat sheened on his forehead from how hard he was restraining himself. You wanted—you needed to see him fall apart.

“Want you to cum for me, Steven.”

You hummed, pressing a soft kiss to his lips, and he whimpered, shaking his head as he continued pounding into you.

“No, please, not yet, want—want you to cum on my cock.”

He sounded desperate, frantic, but you could feel within yourself that you weren’t going to get there soon, and he couldn’t hold out much longer. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him into you as you cradled his face in your hands, forcing his eyes on yours.

“Need you to cum, Steven, please—please, please, need you to cum for me—”

You clenched your muscles, walls clamping down on him, and with a sharp cry of your name, his cum spilled deep inside you, cock fully nested in your cunt as his spend coated your walls and filled you with warmth. His hips kept thrusting into you, almost of their own volition, forcing his seed deeper and deeper into you as he grunted with each move, face contorted in a look of sheer bliss.

Your hands were stroking his back, fingers tracings patterns on the soft skin as he collapsed on top of you, burying his face in the crook on your neck, his cock still sheathed within you.

“Good boy.”

You whispered repeatedly, lips pressed to his temple as he caught his breath and tried to slow the rapid thumping of his heart.

“Such a good boy.”

He let out a sigh, nose pressed into the side of your neck as he closed his eyes, allowing himself a few moments to sit in the moment and really feel it. The softness of your body beneath him, the comforting swirl of your fingers on his back, the quiet hum of praise eliciting from your lips. He wanted to live in this moment forever.

You shifted, just slightly, from beneath him, and he immediately jumped into action. He pressed a chaste peck to your lips before pulling out of you slowly, taking a second to appreciate the view of his cum leaking out of you before he made his way to the bathroom, grabbing a warm wet washcloth to clean you up. When he came back, he just had his boxers on, but the toned taupe of his skin still made you blush. His eyes regarded you warmly, reverently, as he wiped away both of your combined arousals from your folds, touch gentle and careful. When he was done, he reached onto the floor to grab his jumper, sitting back up and offering it to you. You smiled graciously, holding your arms in the air like an expectant child as Steven slipped it over your head, pulling your arms through and straightening it down over your body.

God, you looked good in his clothes.

He crawled beside you, nestling in next to you, body curling to fit the curvature of your side. His head found its place in the crook of your neck, the smell of your skin sweet, and he hummed in contentment, relaxing into you. You smiled softly, reaching up to stroke his hair.

“Is... Is this what you’d normally do after sex?”

You asked carefully, hesitantly, afraid to lose the intimacy of the moment. Steven bristled at your words, just slightly, before he sank further into your embrace.

“I mean... in what little experience I have, yeah, I’d say so.”

He offered, voice laced with grogginess, his eyelids drooping. You giggled quietly at his sudden exhaustion, finding the sight quite endearing.

“So you want me to stay, then?”

He lifted his head at your question, worry reflecting in his big brown eyes.

“Did—do you not want to?”

He asked hurriedly, preparing himself for your rejection, but you shook your head defensively.

“No, no! I’m just—this is about you, and what you want out of sex. Do you... I mean, would you expect me to spend the night?”

Steven’s stare was reminiscent of a puppy as he looked up at you, seeming almost lost. Hesitantly, he nodded his head, confirming that he wanted you to stay with him. You smiled softly, pressing a kiss atop his forehead.

“Great—then I’ll stay.”

He relaxed back into you, eyes closing almost immediately, his breaths slowing. After a few minutes, you’d assumed he’d fallen asleep, but then his voice called out softly in the silence.

“M’sorry, by the way.”

Your brows furrowed.

“Sorry? For—for what?”

A long sigh. He buried his face further into your shoulder, hiding himself.

“I didn’t get to—I mean, you weren’t able to—I wanted you to, you know—before me.”

Oh.

His innocent avoidance of vulgarity melted your heart, as it was obviously something he struggled to speak about regularly. You pulled your head back, turning to face him, and he lifted his eyes, cheek smushed against your collarbone. You smiled at him, a hand coming to stroke his cheek.

“Don’t be sorry, Steven. It was perfect.”

You assured, and although he would normally never believe it, something in your eyes was genuine. His lips turned upward at the corners.

“Yeah?”

He asked, excited at the prospect of your validation, and you laughed shortly, smiling wide.

“Yeah.”

With that, Steven let his body meld against yours, finally allowing himself to relax completely and relish in the feeling of being so close to you.

Your mind was already racing with ideas for tomorrow’s trial.

POINTS OF CONTENTION:

- being open to unconditional care without obligation of reciprocation

- feeling adequate and worthy of affections

- accepting praise and compliments without denial or doubt

TREATMENT: - receive without giving - deserving of everything and anything (should not have guilt over being pleasured) - high praise and validation

Twelve hours, that was the deal. You needed at least twelve hours apart before you could begin the second phase of research. Partially to record the data you needed and begin developing a profile, but mostly because you knew that both the boys and you would need time to recuperate before going at it again.

Especially Steven.

Standing outside his apartment door, you were somehow more nervous this time around than you were yesterday. You’d spent the night with him, wrapped in each other’s arms, and you’d left early that morning, promising to return in the evening after the appropriate time had elapsed. You’d showered, eaten, relaxed, but mostly, you’d planned. The key to this study, you’d realized, wasn’t actually the sex at all—it was about challenging the alters, exploiting their vulnerabilities. Exposure therapy.

Sexual interactions are intimate. They are reflective of some of our deep-rooted, unconscious desires, and are significantly related to events that occurred in our childhood that shaped our attachments styles. Certain sexual preferences, turn-ons, fetishes, and kinks, are indicative of different cognitive dispositions. You were trying to figure the boys out—using what they wanted to get to what they needed.

You had predicted Steven’s diagnosis from the start.

When the door to his flat swung inward, his eyes were crinkled at the corners from his smile. He looked soft—rosy pink cheeks, mussed brunette curls, baggy sweats—almost as if he’d just woken up. You returned his grin, slipping past him and into the threshold of his flat.

The door slammed shut behind him, and you turned to him, surprised to be met with a slow, deep, passionate kiss, his lips lingering on yours for just a moment before he pulled away.

You blinked.

“Wow.”

You whispered, slightly reeling. You could feel heat rising to your cheeks. Steven looked down sheepishly.

“Oh, goodness, I don’t—m’sorry, love, I wasn’t really thinking, I just—missed you, s’all.”

He confessed, rubbing at the back of his neck bashfully. His words pulled at your heartstrings and you walked into him, wrapping your arms around his torso and resting your chin on his chest so you were looking up at him.

“No, don’t be sorry, just—took me by surprise.”

You smiled.

“Hell of a welcome, though.”

He smiled, letting out a nervous breath.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

You nodded, tilting your head upwards to capture his mouth with your own again. He hummed against you, one hand coming to cup the side of your face and the other pulling you in closer by your waist. His tongue swiped at your bottom lip, and you immediately submitted, parting your lips to grant him full access. He started walking backwards towards the couch, but you pulled away to stop him.

“Bed.”

You whispered, your fuck-me eyes almost making him feel faint. He nodded obediently, kissing you again, and changed direction, guiding you to the other side of the flat. The back of Steven’s calves collided with the mattress and he fell backwards into a sitting position onto the bed, but you stayed standing between his parted legs.

“What’re you doin’, love?”

He asked, laughing almost nervously. You just smirked down at him, leaning over to capture his lips once more. You hands were on his shoulders, traveling down his back and around his neck. His found your hips, fingers digging into the flesh there as you continued your passionate making out. Finally, you pulled away, but stayed close, nose still brushing his. His eyes were closed.

“Steven.”

You whispered, and he hummed in acknowledgement, an expression of contentment on his face.

“Are you ready?”

His eyes fluttered open, his gaze focusing in on you. Your lip was pulled between your teeth, as if contemplating something.

“Ready? For... for what, exactly?”

You leaned a bit away from him, standing up to your full height. You looked down at him, stroking his hair comfortingly as you addressed him.

“We’re—I’m gonna try something, okay? But I need you to know that you can stop me at any time. Do you know the stoplight system?”

His big brown eyes looked up at you, and he shook his head.

“It’s a technique for safe words. So if I’m doing something and you want me to stop, you say red. If you need me to slow down, you say yellow, and if you’re doing okay and want me to keep going, you say...”

“Green.”

He finished for you, slightly breathless with anticipation. You nodded down at him proudly.

“Yeah, you’ve got it, good boy.”

You heard the way his breath caught in his throat at your praise, and you pressed a soft, quick kiss to his lips.

“So—are you ready?”

The way he looked at you—eyes filled with such wonder, such reverence, such infatuation—filled you with so much pride and confidence. God, you wanted to ruin this man.

“Gods, love, you’re makin’ me a bit nervous.”

He admitted sheepishly, but his breathing stuttered as you slowly lowered yourself to your knees in between his legs, placing one hand on each thigh and coaxing them farther apart. He was watching you intently.

“Don’t be nervous, sweetheart, it’s okay. But remember—you just tell me if it’s too much, okay?”

He slowly nodded, waiting earnestly for your next move. You reached for the hem of his shirt, lifting it off of him and tossing it to the side. His pants followed shortly thereafter, leaving him only in his boxers. You could see just how hard he already was for you—excitement bubbled in your stomach.

He reached for your shirt, but you tutted at him condescendingly, gently guiding his hands away from you.

“No, sweetheart—this is about you.”

You whispered, returning to your position on your knees in between his legs. He was leaning back, his arms stretched out behind him as he held himself up, watching you. Your fingers were stroking at the skin of his upper thigh, where the leg of his boxers ended. Slowly, your fingers passed over his bulge with a barely-there touch, and he hissed at the ticklish sensation, the muscles of his thighs rippling with strain.

While his head was tilted back and his eyes were closed, you took advantage of his temporary distraction and leaned forward to place opened-mouth kisses on his cock through his boxers. The warm heat from your breath passed over him and he groaned, watching as you finally reached up to remove the final barrier between you.

He shifted his hips up to help, and you pulled his boxers down his legs and off of him completely—now, he was completely naked before you, and you were fully clothed.

Perfect.

You settled back in between his legs, fingers slowly creeping up his inner thigh and towards his weeping length. You looked up at him through your lashes, where he was waiting with bated breath.

“Listen to me—you’re gonna cum whenever you want to, whenever you’re ready, okay, Steven?”

He whimpered in response as your fingers skirted around his base. When he didn’t verbally answer, you stopped.

“Okay, Steven?”

“Yes, yeah, alright, yeah.”

He nodded frantically, acknowledging your instruction, and you rewarded him with a grin.

“Good boy.”

Your fingers finally wrapped around the base of his cock and he sighed, groaning as he watched you lean forward and allow a string of spit to dribble through your lips and down onto his awaiting length. You coated your hand with the slickness and started a slow, steady pace, pumping him with a slight twist of your wrist. He whimpered, particularly sensitive when your thumb stroked at the sensitive head at the end of your long up-and-down strokes.

“Shit, Y/N, oh, Gods...”

He whined, his hips slowly starting to react to your pace by thrusting upward into your fist.

“There you go, Steven, doing so well.”

You praised, speeding up the pace of your hand a bit. His lip was pulled between his teeth, as if focusing intently, and you let your other hand come up to cup at his heavy balls. This earned a low groan from him, his hips jolting with each twist of your wrist.

“Shit, shit, you’ve got to slow down, or else—oh, fuck—”

“It’s okay, sweetheart, I wanna see you let go. It’s okay.”

You whispered sweetly, maintaining your speed but tightening your grip just slightly. The muscles in his abdomen were visibly straining, and you could tell he was close.

“Come on, sweet boy. Cum for me.”

He let out a breathy whine, and you could feel the tightening of his balls as his stomach clenched.

“Oh, fuck, I’m cumming, Y/N, oh, mmmmh—”

You kept pumping him as thick spurts of white spilled from his tip, dripping down the sides of his pretty cock as he throbbed beneath your touch. You allowed his spend to drip over your fingers and knuckles as you continued stroking him, pace slowing just slightly, but not entirely.

His head was thrown back, still reeling with aftershocks, and—fuck.

He jolted when he felt the hot sting of your lips, tongue swirling over the head of his cock, cum still dripping over your hands as your wrist twisted around the base. He cried out, hips thrusting upwards, his legs spasming involuntarily as you began bobbing your head up and down repeatedly, eyes on his face as you watched his face scrunch up in pain.

“Oh, Gods, fuck, fuck, what are you—oh, Gods, s’too much, I can’t, stop, please—”

His hands were fisting at the blankets atop his bed, trying his best not to bury his fingers in your hair as you pulled off of him with a gasp, but your hand kept going.

“You gotta use your words, sweet boy.”

You reminded with a sympathetic tone.

“If you want me to stop, use your words.”

You leaned forward to clean up his release from the sides of his cock, tongue gliding at the same speed as your hand. He was hissing through his teeth, legs still kicking every once in awhile with overstimulation. He wasn’t responding, so maybe you should stop, maybe—

“Fuck, fuck—green! Green, I’m—it’s green.”

He cried, and you wrapped your lips back on his cock, starting to bounce your head once more. The cries that were escaping him were delicious—pathetic whines and whimpers, begging incomprehensibly as you tried to keep his cock hard beneath your touch. It was working, because you could see his abdomen clenching again, and each of his panted breaths was paired with a short grunt.

“Oh, fuck, I don’t—oh, gods, it’s—m’gonna cum again, oh, shit, oooh—”

You pushed down on his cock as far as you could take him, and the second he hit the back of your throat, he felt his orgasm rock through him. His legs curled around your back instinctually, holding you in place as his hips thrusted into your mouth. This was different, though, this—his muscles were contracting, balls tightening, but it wasn’t accompanied by his cum down your throat. You gagged on him and he practically yelped, one hand finally reaching up to grab at your hair. He pulled you off of him, and you gasped for air. Your face was red and there was spit smeared across your cheeks and down your chin. When you looked up at Steven, his eyes were red and there were tears in his eyes. Your hand was still on his cock, pumping slowly. His legs were still twitching.

You stood up, finally releasing him, and he collapsed backwards onto the bed, arms eagle-spread on either side of him, panting. But then he heard the sound of clothes hitting the floor, and when he looked up at you, you were undressing.

He stared at you incredulously, and you smirked at him, discarding your pants and panties simultaneously, leaving you completely bare. You approached the bed again, swinging your leg across Steven's waist to straddle him. You held yourself up just a bit so you were hovering over his cock.

“What, you think we’re done already?”

You teased, sinking down to rub your dripping folds over his still half-hard length. His hips jumped at the feeling.

“No, no, I can’t, not—”

He whimpered, and you leaned forward to shush him, giving him a quick kiss. His bottom lip quivered.

“Such a good boy, Steven—you can give me one more.”

You nodded encouragingly, and he whined, his head pressing back into the mattress with frustration. Your hand reached to stroke at his chest.

“Words, Steven. Say the word, and I’ll stop.”

You offered, suddenly serious, and he took a few deep breaths, tears trailing down his cheeks. When he opened them again, he looked wrecked, but he met your gaze.

“Green.”

It was barely a whisper, but you heard it. You reached down to wrap your fingers around his slick length once more, stroking him to coax him back to full height. He was still mostly hard, as his second orgasm had occurred in the midst of his refractory period, so fairly soon, his tip was prodding at your awaiting entrance and you stifled a mewl.

“There we go, sweet boy. You ready?”

His brows were pinched, but he nodded, and you slowly, carefully sank down on him, burying him into you all the way to the hilt. He was crying now, sitting upright to wrap his arms around you and hold you close against him as you gave him a moment to adjust. His face was pressed into your shoulder.

“Doing so, so well, for me, Steven. Just give me one more, okay? Whenever you want, whenever you’re ready, give it to me.”

You encouraged, lips pressed against his ear, and you slowly lifted up your hips, sinking back down onto him as he whined into you.

“Oooh—oooh—”

“Shh, shh—I know, sweetheart, I know.”

You cooed, cupping the back of his head with one hand as you continued to roll your hips, grinding back and forth against his lap. You were entirely focused on Steven and helping him reach his peak, but still, the way the tip of his cock prodded at something deep inside you was addictive.

“Such a big cock, Steven, fills me up so good.”

He was panting, you could feel his thighs trembling beneath you as you bounced on him, picking up your speed.

“Being such a good boy. Can you give me one more, huh? Think you can?”

He was sobbing, hips jolting every time your weight came to settle back down onto his balls, skin sticky with sweat as you held him close to you.

“Oh, please, please, please, I’m so close, oh fuck—please, I can’t—”

You bounced on him harder, feeling the ripple of tension in his shoulder blades as his body was wracked with sobs.

“Oh, yes, gonna cum, gonna cum, Y/N, gonna—oh, oh, oh fuck, fuck, fuck fuck—”

His teeth sank into the flesh of your shoulder as his cock pulsed within you, and you granted him the kindness of stopping the roll of your hips so he could thrust into you, his seed painting your walls and filling you with warmth. You could feel the hot, wet tears from his eyes against the skin of your shoulder, and you held him close to you, cradling his head against you and rocking him gently.

“Good boy, Steven, so proud of you. Did so, so well for me. My sweet, sweet boy.”

You peppered kisses to the crown of his head, burying your face in his curls as he clung to you desperately, and you stayed there until you felt the drumming of his heart slow and his breathing even out. You slowly, carefully peeled yourself away from him, his softened and sensitive cock slipping out of you as you shakily got to your feet. He whined at the loss of contact, reaching for you, but you shushed him.

“I’ll be right back, okay?”

You followed his lead from yesterday, cleaning yourself up in the bathroom before bringing a damp rag to wipe away the arousal that was drying against his thighs. He hissed at your touch, but you gently cleaned him up, returning to the bathroom again. You considered slipping his jumper on, but for some reason, you felt the need to be as close to Steven as possible. You’d pushed him to his limit, and you wanted to be there for him in every sense of the word.

When you came back to the bed, you gestured for him to crawl up towards the pillows. He obliged, albeit a bit shakily, and you pulled the covers back for him as he curled up beneath them. You joined him immediately after, fitting your body to the curve of his back and wrapping your arms around his warm abdomen. You pressed a few gentle kisses against the back of his neck, the top of his spine, across his shoulders. He hummed in response.

“You feel okay?”

You asked quietly, words muffled in his skin. He scooted away so he could turn to face you. His eyes were red, but there was a glimmer of calmness in them—the high-strung Steven looked truly relaxed.

“Feel floaty.”

You laughed at his drawled words, hands reaching up to cradle his face in your hands. Your thumbs stroked against each of his cheeks gently, soothing.

“You really did so well, Steven. Thank you.”

Your eyes were soft, and you saw the way his lips quirked at the corners at your approval.

“I’m sorry you didn’t get to—I mean, if you’d still like to—”

You sent him a glare, and he immediately silenced himself, gaze casting downward and away from you.

“No. This was about you, Steven, about you feeling good and that’s it. It was perfect. I loved it.”

His eyes brightened.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

You assured, pressing a kiss to the tip of his nose. He sighed, shutting his eyes briefly as a warm, fuzzy feeling overtook him.

“S’just—wish I’d gotten the chance to—”

“Next time, Steven, okay?”

You regarded him carefully, tone gentle. His brows furrowed.

“But—my turn’s done. S’just—Marc and Jake, and then—”

“Next time.”

You reiterated, and when your words finally sank in, the smile that lit up his face was one of the most beautiful things you’d ever seen. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close to him, embracing you tightly like he never wanted to let go.

TAGS: @kezibear143 @gingermous

#moon knight smut #moon knight x reader #moon knight #jake lockley #marc spector #steven grant #steven grant smut #steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader #marc spector smut #jake lockley smut #jake lockley x reader #marvel smut #marvel imagine #moon knight imagine #steven grant imagine #marc spector imagine #jake lockley imagine #moon knight series #projectionistwrites

[queenofallimagines]

Hi! This is literally my first time requesting anything ( I couldn’t see if your requests were closed or not but if they are please ignore this), but I would like to request daisuga x first year (black) reader please? :)

Also, I love your blog! It’s so hard to find people who make hcs for black people so when I found you I was sooo excited :) love you, and have a great day!

This has so much flavor anon ily🥹

Daisuga:

- this is the funniest relationship ever congratulations

- Bc not only are you dating two third years daichi is constantly tired of you and suga’s shenanigans

- Suga can run w the best of em I fear so daichi is left in the dark when y’all start acting goofy 😭

- “No bc I’m not about to let her shenan��”

- “???? What?”

- “Daichi keep up🙄🙄Bc if you let ‘em shenan once best believe they gon shenanigan!”

- He’s stressed!!

- Suga is just as chaotic as noya and hinata so he can be the mom friend but in more of a wine aunt “get they ass!!” Type way

- And he’s very “if you do it imma do it too” so god help whoever starts shit w you be he’s got your follow up💀

- Daichi making sure you do your homework

- Constantly pestering you to sleep and heat healthy too

- Likes bringing you to vollyball practice buuuut highkey lowkey you a distraction

- Noya and Tanaka asking you how you managed to pull them both and also you’re just really chill to hang with

- Hinata and kageyama have huge little sibling energy even tho your in the same year

- Putting tsukishima in his place Lmaoo

- Y’all gossip buddies sorry don’t make the rules he’s the devil on your shoulder encouraging you to be meaner

- “Drag them👀”

- Plus you’re besties w asahi by proxy so you get along w the whole team

- Sticking up for asahi to stress out daichi more>>>

- “Leave that little guy alone!!”

- “LITTLE HES LIKE 6”2????”

- Sleeping over at sugas house and cuddling is like the best past time activity

- he has a bonnet you left there that he keeps when you come over

- we will NOT let you put in on yourself he will put in in you like a crown lmao

- daichi gets jealous bc he insists on doing it every time you guys sleep together

- will oil and braid your hair up for bed

- I feel like daichi is really good at helping with your hair

-if you get either of them a durag as a joke they will wear them seriously and not take them off

- Along with working out!

- Daichi will definitely not let you ogle him and suga as they workout so you’re gunna be sweating too

- Which suga will definitely pull a “let me help you get in the right position” to feel you up

- He’s definitely shameless about how attracted he is to you like he’s NOT ashamed to show that he’s with two hot people

- Daichi is more reserved to where PDA is just holding hands, head pats and cheek kisses

- Really makes it look like you guys are just really good friends but will say your his partner without hesitation

- Suga is going around parading how hot his two partners are and how he’s the luckiest guy in the world

- Planning your wedding as we speak tbh

- Daichi was trying to bite his tongue when two classmates were making jokes about how he’s a third wheel and suga and you will ditch him and start dating

- Like at first he was like lmao you have no idea

- But they’re were really trying to make him insecure

- To which he goes

- “ACTUALLY both of my partners make sure to spare equal amounts of their time with me”

- Like he will subtly flex his relationship if people want to act up

- Suga will show up to your classroom to collect you for lunch lmao

- Everyone is all shook bc this super pretty third year shows up and he’s the volleyball teams setter?

- And he’s like “I’m here to get you so we can eat lunch together💕”

- Lmao he will embarrass you by being so sweet

- Asahi praying for you tbh bc you have to put up w both of them at once

- Also hope you don’t have any classes w tsuki bc he will “go as your boyfriends” YOU TO DEATH!!

- “Hey kei can I borrow a pencil?”

- “You can’t go ask your boyfriends if they have one??”

#daisuga #haikyū!! #haikyuu sugawara #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x black reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x reader poly #poly #daichi sawamura x reader #sugawara kōshi #sugawara x reader #daichi x sugawara #daisuga x reader #x black reader #my writing #haikyuu scenarios

[ladespeinada]

having finished watching the bear in the early hours of the morning, i have some thoughts rattling around in my head that i need to jot down because they keep distracting me from work, lmao. spoilers under the cut 

→ i had fun! it was emotional! it was stressful! i was entertained and then i had to suppress the feelings of familial relatability brought up in ep. 6!  → MARCUS!!! TINA!!! NAT!!! EBRA!!! RICHIEEEEEEE!!!!! All going through their own shit, changing, emotional, relentless, scared, nervous. I especially loved Richie this season and he had a speech in ep. 1 that broke my heart ("I'm 45, I've been here a long time, you feel me? I mean, you know what the fuck you're doing, you know. You love all this shit. It's fun for you. I don't have that. I'm afraid imma wake up and you guys are all just gonna cut—just drop this ass.")

→ Sydney, light of my life. Her fierce ambition, so obvious and strong in S1, got tempered by doubt and distrust in her partner, by the gradual recognition that she is doing so much, too much, by herself. I don’t think it bodes well that the last shots we get of her, she’s ralphing after opening night service—after an intense kitchen set-up that tests her limits and shows who she can and cannot trust. (Giving Carmy in NY, throwing up before service vibes). And honestly? I wouldn't be mad if she really, really starts doubting her partnership with Carmy and just dips. 

→ Anyway, I came back to add that Sydney, despite her doubts and not-unfounded fears, is such a positive source for those around her. We saw it in S1, when she gave Marcus a confidence boost, when Tina sought her approval after initially being very hesitant about her. And that faith in others just increased in this season, and god, to be around someone like that, who lifts others up no matter what, is so rare. I love her so much. (And her carrying around that book the whole season! Just holding onto courage and confidence, letting it shape her leadership.) 

→ I'm so happy Natalie wasn’t relegated to glimpses this time around. She's present and focused and involved in dismantling her family’s trauma and history, and I love that for her. I also love her and Syd's relationship (them almost being synchronised in saying Carmy Problem) and her interactions with Fak, lmao. 

→ Tina at culinary school! Tina with reservations about her place but thriving and finding inspiration. There's a moment where some of the people in her class all go out, and they invite her, and when she meets them at the bar, they've all got a nasty judgemental face (it's def an age thing) but then she EATS THEM UP at karaoke with a beautiful song in English & Spanish, TINA TE ADORO. 

→ I immediately re-watched Marcus's episode and I want a spin-off series where he stages at different world-renowned bakeries and lives his best patissier life. 

→ That Variety piece that said Carmy was the least interesting character in this show was RIGHT ("It’s no coincidence that these weaker points tend to involve Carmy, a character perfectly rendered by White who’s still the least interesting part of his own show.") 

→ Speaking of: the romance between Carmy and Claire (which we all unfortunately saw happening after the trailer, and is fucking annoying, and yes part of it is because I love Syd & Carmy together, but also because the showrunners pledged no romance in the show which would have been fine, too) is BORING. So boring. I know Claire is going to get a lot of hate and honestly, it's barely fair because she's just not developed as a character at all. Beyond being someone Carmy knew in his past, and who is now stealing his time and energy away from the restaurant, there's not much to her. She's written with so little dimension, and exists purely to be Carmy's lil girlfriend and it's disappointing. She could have at least been fucking interesting. 

→ Carmy's so angry around the time of the opening, and he projects it onto everyone else, and it's really his own fault that he's not aware of what's happening in the restaurant.  → Okay so another thing—Sydney talks about how much she wants a Michelin star, how it’ll make The Bear a true destination spot. And rudely, Carmy goes, “you really want one of these bullshit stars?” to which Syd says yes, I really do, and this fucking dickhead tells her: “you’re gonna to have to care about everything, more than anything” AND HE STILL LET HER DOWN!!!!!!!! The more I think about it, the more upset I get. 

→ Also, Michael doesn't haunt the narrative the way he did last season—his presence is so faint. There's moments, of course, but it just feels like something is missing or off. I had expected some sort of sentiment to come to the surface towards the end of the season at least, some sense of acknowledgement that maybe he would have loved The Bear, or hated it, or something, from literally anyone—Carmy, Nat, Richie, someone—but nope, nothing besides the cannoli.

→ Episode 6, man. Episode fucking six. Natalie Berzatto, you deserve peace. 

→ Anyway, overall there’s a sort of bite missing in this season. The looming threat of Cicero has been softened a lot and yes, obviously internal workings at The Bear are the new obstacles but it doesn’t feel quite the same. Maybe it's a lack of tension, or a lack of anxiety? I don't know how else to explain it.

#the bear hulu #the bear spoilers #the bear fx

[lilyliveredlittlerichboy]

anyway shoutout to ocado for having sooooooooooo many features that make grocery shopping easier for the permanently distracted and hating grocey shopping autistic adhder. i can choose which products to add to my cart automatically each week. i can make multiple different shopping lists for different needs. there are soooooooooo many dietary filters. now i learned you can also ask them to reserve the same delivery slot each week oh my GOD i almost forgot to book our shop this week due to stress and distraction (stresstraction) so this feature would probably actually really help in ensuring we have food in the house that we can eat. its more pricey than getting all ur basics from lidl and asda but its paying the adhd tax upfront cus i actually have more energy now from not having to fit my life around when do i need to drive to the shops next. i have more of an incentive to eat fresh fruit and veg and integrate them into our routine cus i know i have another packet of berries coming next week. they also take plastic bags and give you 10p off for every bag you give them which is SO USEFUL in not getting your place cluttered with tons of bags. and their selection is ridiculous. a lil overhwleming at first cus sooooo many things decision paralysis but with my partners help we got it set up really nicely now and it just solves soooo many groceryshop related problems for us. easily the most accessible online grocery shop experience

#i need a tag for my own rambles #ocado

[capncassas]

Babygirl | Walter x You

• 2.9k

• Pairing: Walter Marshall x Reader x You

• Warnings: 18+, MDNI [MINORS DO NOT INTERACT OR YOU WILL BE BLOCKED] – Daddy kink, Slight Size Kink, Care giving, Intimate touch, Adult Language, P n V, Unprotected. If you are sensitive to any of these topics this is your last chance to turn back.

• Summary: You’re feeling stressed from work and Walter helps you relax.

• No beta, I edit and proofread my own stories, any errors found are all mine.

• Please do not repost my writing anywhere else without my permission. If you would like to be added/removed from my Henry Cavill Characters taglist my DM’s are open.

You were restless. The yearly audit at work was coming up and everyone, including you, was scrambling to get all your ducks in a row. It didn't help that you were doing the work of two people while one of your co-workers was out with mono, so you were doing all of her work too.

Usually, this was your big bear. Walter was the one who brought home work, but it looked like your turn this time.

When you came home from work, you logged into the remote portal and started going over the list of acquisitions the accountants wanted for the insurance claims. While you were at work, you did your own work, and when you were home, you did the work your co-worker couldn't do right now. Amy was an incredible person, a wonderful person to work with, and she was a team player. She could work remotely, but she couldn't do any of the physical leg work so, the two of you worked out a system together and made it work. You were thirty reports in and when the printer ran out of ink and you had to replace it. Walter halted you there. You hadn't eaten since you walked in the door; you were still in your work clothes, picking anxiously at the skin on the side of your thumb, which you did all the time when you were nervous and working within a time crunch.

"Baby, stop. It's time to eat."

You were slurping back a red bull - which Walter hated. He knew how prone you were to dehydration and the way energy drinks could make you dehydrate so much faster, leaving you with dizzy spells and fainting. You swallowed the three Tylenol in your hand with the last sip, squinting your eyes slightly. Your head was hammering as you looked up at Walter.

Where dominants were concerned, he was rather soft. For the big man, he was a bear, which was one thing you loved so much about him, but he could turn it on in the blink of an eye and as you looked at him, holding two steaming plates of spaghetti.

The look in his eyes told you not to push it. No matter how much you wanted to continue and finish this tonight, Walter would not allow it.

"Thanks, bear." You said, grudgingly as you closed your laptop and moved all of your work where it would be safe. Given Walter knew your ticks, he made your plate in the one reserved for your little space. All of your food was sectioned, so if there was over one food on your plate, none of it touched. Tonight was no different. He plated your food on your favorite superhero plate. Superman, who you constantly teased him about because he looked so much like the Man of Steel when his hair was unkept and his beard was grown out. Spaghetti in the main dish, steamed broccoli in one of the smaller sections with your toasted garlic bread cut into bite-sized pieces in the other.

"Welcome baby, drink your water." Walter jerked his chin in the water's direction bottle in front of you. He even put it in your favorite Grumpy Bear Carebear bottle. It was small things like this, when Walter knew that you really needed to decompress, gently eased you into your little space where the tension of worry could ebb from your muscles.

After dinner, you came into the kitchen, linking your arms around Walter and rested your face against the strong muscles in his back. The thick knit of his sweater grounding you. He helped you come back to the present instead of struggling against time in the future. "Can I help?" You asked.

Walter was cleaning up, his wet hands resting over yours for a moment. "No, Angel. I want you to go sit on the couch and finish your water. Then, once the water heaters had a chance go heat again, we're taking a shower. I'm tucking you in a little early. I think you need it."

You pouted as his palm rested against the back of your hand. "Can I watch cartoons while I drink my water?"

His abdominal muscles worked beneath your hand as he chuckled deeply.

"Yes, you can, sweet baby. Sailor Moon is saved in the cue on Hulu. Go ahead."

You hit the couch, curling your legs up beneath your button, surrounding yourself with your favorite throw blanket as you put on your show. As you watched, sipping your water until the straw bubbled in the cup's bottom. When Walter stepped into the living room again, he snapped his fingers softly, asserting his presence for you to pay attention. Your eyes slid to him, pausing as he stood in the hall's doorway, barefooted in nothing but his jeans. It was a rare occurrence. Walter was naturally dominant, yes. But he was also soft. Everything he saw, heard, the work he did required him to be hard for that arena. To put on the mental facade, but he rarely wore it home with you.

"Bath time, Angel. Turn off the television."

You caught yourself holding your breath as you squeezed your thighs together. The cast of the light hitting his shoulders and the sheer width of them and his biceps was enough to make your pussy clench.

"Yes, Daddy."

Swallowing hard, you turned off the television and rose from the sofa. You were hugging your water bottle, frazzled by his tone and the way his jeans hugged his hips. Walter took the water bottle from you, setting it down to be placed in the sink later and then picked you up, his hands hooked beneath your arms, lifting you straight off your feet.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, thighs hugging his waist. The proximity making your cheeks turn red. You hide your face against his neck while your little cunt shivered, sharp rippling muscles squeezed from your entrance to the lower portion of your stomach. You did not know if it was physically, anatomically possible for your womb to shiver. Was it a contraction? The deepest desired to be fucked and filled until the throbbing stopped and you felt sated?

Walter stopped in the bathroom, placing you down on the counter where his hands moved from your waist to your hair, his fingers combed through the strands, loosening them from the pony tail before he took the brush and detangled the locks. He kissed your temple and cheeks before leaving one small peck against your lips. He turned the towel warmer on and started the shower before helping you out of your clothes, tossing the garments into the hamper, following by his jeans.

His dick was standing at half mass, the veiny girth was so thick. The words fat or chubby came to mind. Funny how those words weren't considered an insult when they were applied to cocks and asses.

"Come here, sweetheart."

Walter pulled you into the shower after he got in, helping you step inside. His hands cupping your face before his lips pressed soft kisses to your forehead. He was being so gentle, but he was moving you in the ways he wanted you. Backing you into the spray of hot water.

"I know it's so hard sometimes to let go, baby. You help Daddy so much and you never know it. You break me out of my head when I'm in too deep." He murmured against your skin as he helped work the water into your hair, massaging your scalp before he grabbed the shampoo, letting you lean into his warm fuzzy chest as he worked the shampoo through your hair, paying careful attention to your scalp.

The firm massage of his fingers made you sigh as he rinsed it away, making sure that all the soap was out. Every touch, every word that hummed in his throat as a deep timbre was loosening another knot of tension you didn't realize you were holding onto. Walter worked conditioner through your wet ends first before he took your shower clip and bundled it up on top of your head before grabbing one of your baby soft wash clothes.

Walter began by washing your back, his hands cupping the globes of your ass as he cleaning you from top to bottom. You hummed, feeling how tired you were for the first time, aroused, feeling soft and swollen with need as your eyes fluttered closed and you held Walter's waist as he rinsed the conditioner from your hair and shut the water off.

Walter stepped out of the shower, wrapping you up and helping you out, towel tussling your hair before he ever wrapped himself in his towel.

"Tired, baby girl?" Walter asked as he helped you dry off completely and gently combed your hair out before putting it in a quick braid. In the morning, you would have soft waves in your hair left behind by Walter’s braids.

"Mhmm," you said.

"Go lay down on your tummy and I'll be in in a second."

You nodded as you walked naked out of the bathroom. Walter had turned the heat on so you didn't freeze while you were naked. You pushed the blankets back and got into bed.

Walter followed you a few minutes later. His messy mop of hair had been ruffled in a towel and he was carrying the little bottle of lavender body oil.

Shoving the blankets out of his way, he climbed in bed over you, kissing one shoulder, his lips trailing to the other before his warm hands found the space on the sides of your lower back and pressed his thumbs into the knots. The act forced a tight moan from your throat.

"That's what I thought." He sat up, grabbing the oil and poured it into his hands, warming it before he placed his hands over the same spots and began to work the oil into your skin.

His broad work calloused hands were warm as they worked over the remaining tension left in your muscles the shower didn't take care of.

The oil absorbed into your skin as he worked his way down your back, surprised when he gripped your ass and squeezed, and landed a sharp smack to one globe. A low chuckle sounded in his throat. "Sorry baby, your little ass is so cute. Daddy couldn't help himself.

You had a hard time believing he couldn't help himself, but he massaged the sting out of your cheek before he lent his strong hands to the back of your thighs. You realized how tense they were. Your muscles turned limp with a small sigh as you rested your cheek on the pillow, humming peacefully when the back of his knuckles brushed over your sex.

The temperature of his hand on your heat made your back twitch, automatically pushing your bottom up to his hand.

"I love to take care of you, baby."

His voice directly above your ear as his frame hovered over you. "Such a good girl, for Daddy."

His fingers trailed up and down your spine until his fingers traced your nether petals, coaxing them apart with his finger. "You always get so wet on nights like this, you get so worked up, and it's my job to bring you back down. Perfectly trained. You know what’s coming when you allow me to take over for you."

A shiver rippled down your back as his primal growl hit your ears. Pupils lust blown. A little whimper reverberating in your throat. The palm of your hand pressed into the mattress and twisted your body to look in Walter's direction.

His mouth sealed over yours when your eyes met the dark blue lust filled depths of his. His tongue fucked your mouth as the first painful pulse of arousal hit you right behind your navel and you squirmed to turn over, but his hand caught your hip.

Walter forced you still as your clit and pussy throbbed, the fire that blazed between your thighs as your clit swelled with desire.

"Fuck."

His heavy thigh moved over the back of your legs. The warmth of his skin on yours made you shiver as you sucked his tongue into your mouth.

When Walter pulled away, he was panting as he pushed two thick fingers between your molten folds. It forced a pitiful moan from your lips as you pushed your ass up into his hand once again. As his fingers coaxed your heat, his thumb found your rosebud, and applied slight pressure to the little balloon knot.

"Daddy, please..."

"Please what, baby girl? Tell Daddy what you want." Walter urged you, his fingers curled inside you.

He was driving you inside.

Your cunt flexed around his fingers as the sound of his digits moving inside you sped up and echoed hot around you.

"Fuck me."  

It was impossible to stay still as his thigh held your legs in place. "Please Daddy, I need you."

Walter's thumb pressed into your button, slowly fucking your asshole with his finger as his other two thick digits fluttered against your g-spot.

"You need me?" Walter crooned; his body moved slowly above yours. "What do you need from me, baby girl? You need my cock to stretch that sweet, tight little pussy?"

You mewled, needy, and starved for him to fill her.

You arched your back, the bulbous head of his cock nudging your sodden folds and you could feel the heat radiating from the head as Walter stepped between your thighs, spreading your legs. The weight of the bed shifted as he grabbed a pillow. “Raise your hips up, baby.”

As soon as the words were spoken, you did as you were told, your hips perking up in an instant as Walter gently stuffed the pillow beneath you to help push your hips up to him allowing you to rest of the soft pillow and insuring, he would have that just right angle.

“That’s my girl,” Walter said. His hands slid down your sides and made your skin tingle with electricity.

His right hand left your hip, brushing against your thigh briefly before you felt him, his hand wrapped around the base of the mighty stalk.

He ran the head up and down the crease of your soaked folds. The contact caused you to moan in your throat and a shiver to ride down the path of your spine.

So slowly, he pressed the thigh head of his cock into your entrance and you caught your breath in your throat.

It felt too good as he sank inside. He was taking his time until he was buried inside of you. Walter’s warm chest moved over your back as he held his body over yours.

With one hand he held your hip, squeezing and causing your ass cheeks to peel apart to show off your rosebud.

Soon his whiskers brushed your shoulder blade and he left hot kisses up your back to your shoulders as you pulsed around him before he pulled his hips back and slammed into you again.

As gentle as he was, he was also a bull, determined to claim what belonged to him.

Walter set a punishing pass as his eyes watched your ass jiggle to his delight each time your bodies met. The sound of your bodies clapping through the bathroom was like applause as Walter moved his hand beneath you to your clit.

He was determined to push you over the edge. Your clit was swollen and tingling as his skilled fingers swirled in tight circles. He sat back on his knees, hauling you up with him and ground his length against your g-spot.

A gasp left your lips when he did that, hitting the spot just right as his cock hammered in and out of your pulsing core. You balled your hands into the sheets as he held you in position, his cock swelling inside you as your core grew hotter, shivering around his girth.

His grunt of pleasure sounded in your head, knowing that he could feel how close you were to release when his fingers snapped against your clit before giving the overstimulated bundle of nerves a sharp smack that stopped the air in your lungs as your muscles stilled in tension.

You couldn’t breathe, not as your orgasm ramped up and spilled over with a heavy moan. Sparks flying around your eyesight as you squeezed your face into the pillow, muffling your cries of ecstasy when you felt his hand grab a fist full of your braids and pulled your head back.

“Let me hear it, I want to hear you crying while you cum all over my cock.” Walter said, his voice nothing but a guttural growl in your ear as three more thrusts sent him over the precipice of his own orgasm. He panted your walls.

His hips slowed to massage his hot ropes of semen over your tender walls.

You were both struggling to catch your breath as Walter lean over you, kissing your neck and shoulder.

“My good girl.” He said. His arms slipping around you as his cock softened inside of you. “You took me so well, darling. I love you so much.”

When he slid from inside you, he shifted, allowing you to come to his chest as he laid on his back, and snuggle your body close to his warmth. He drew the blankets over you, tucking you in close to his side as he peppered your cheeks and forehead in whiskery kisses.

“I love you too, Walter. So, so much.” You said, batting your eyes. You were falling asleep to the rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your ear. His steady even breathing a lullaby to your soul.

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[danpuff-ao3]

Hello DPuff!! I totally love your writing and have been following your astrology readings!! What can you make of me....and please be gentle..🙃 sun, mercury, Venus, Jupiter, Uranus and pluto...oh yeah and my ascendant are all in Virgo. Moon and Neptune - Scorpio. Mars - Leo. Mars - Leo. Saturn - Aries

Hello there, friend! I'd be glad to! :)

Let's see...

Sun - Virgo - earth - Hufflepuff

Moon - Scorpio - water - Slytherin

Rising - Virgo - earth - Hufflepuff

Mercury - Virgo - earth - Hufflepuff

Venus - Virgo - earth - Hufflepuff

Mars - Leo - fire - Gryffindor

Jupiter - Virgo - earth - Hufflepuff

Saturn - Aries - fire - Gryffindor

Uranus - Virgo - earth - Hufflepuff

Neptune - Scorpio - water - Slytherin

Pluto - Virgo - earth - Hufflepuff

If you're not a Hufflepuff, I'll eat my hat. And the Sorting Hat. But let's looksy.

I don't really see a need to dive into the outer planets, but even looking at the outer planets as a whole...the interpersonal and generational planets sort of tally up to Hufflepuff altogether. Jupiter, Uranus, and Pluto in Virgo? A single fire and a single water out there. And only a single water and a single fire in the personal planets, too!

You have big Virgo energy, friend, and I respect it.

So for the sake of it, I'll start with your non-Virgo planets.

Mars, planet of drive and action, in Leo the fixed (stubborn) fire sign (energy, spirit.) So here we see a person driven by Leonine values. Creativity, attention/acknowledgement, generosity and loyalty. Someone moved to create, to be seen (either for the sake of adulation/praise/popularity, or just for the sake of being known.) Leo is a very warm, bright, lively energy. So we see that energy coloring how those actions are taken. With playfulness, with childlike enthusiasm, with passion, with kindness. There is also a sense of righteousness here, and arrogance, especially driven to great heights and prompted by Mars' more aggressive side. Very Gryffindor, with a healthy dollop of Hufflepuff on top.

Then we see the Moon (emotion, subconscious) in Scorpio the fixed (stubborn) water sign (emotion, intuition.) Scorpio is quite reserved, skeptical, tactical, intense. The moon is in fall in Scorpio, meaning the Moon's abilities don't work at best capacity in Scorpio energy. It's not bad, per se, just difficult. We see the same issue in Capricorn Moon, which is detriment. So in Scorpio there's this sense of...perhaps Scorpio being too emotional, too intense, too passionate, and that sense of fear I often see in water signs worsened here. Such an intensity of emotions that makes being really settled with one's emotions, or feeling fully internally settled and comforted can be difficult. There is also Scorpio's link to the dark and taboo; an ability to accept and understand darker truths about the self and others that aids in this stress. There is a strong fear of betrayal, and a strong sense of loyalty. Scorpio also represents shared possessions (inheritances), and desire intimate connection. Scorpio can be possessive. So I think this all sort of amplifies the fear, because there's this deep internal need to connect emotionally, and to share all of those uncomfortable realities with someone who can be trusted, and who Scorpio Moon can be safe with.

Very Slytherin in that sense of self-preservation, cleverness, resourcefulness all inherent to both Slytherin and Scorpio. Normally Scorpio gives me secondary Gryffindor vibes, but here this feels pretty strongly Slytherin, so I won't give it a secondary as of now.

And since we have so much Virgo elsewhere, let me explore a bit more here.

The moon is in Scorpio. Scorpio is ruled by Pluto modernly, which is in Virgo and giving us more Virgo vibes. But Scorpio is also ruled traditionally by Mars, which is in Leo. The ruler of the moon sign becomes the moon's dispositor. So with this, we see more of that Martian energy in the moon, and thus more of that specific Leonine Mars energy.

So we sort of amp up that Scorpio intensity with that Leo vibrancy. We can see this as a light source in a dark place. More Leonine creativity in that Scorpionic cleverness, more Leonine need to shine and be seen entwined with that Scorpionic need to connect. They don't fully blend, but there's a shade of Leo there perhaps lightening the room a bit.

Now...Virgo, my beloved. The mutable (changeable, adaptable) earth sign (stability, security.) Virgo is the Maiden and is ruled by Mercury. Virgo is service-oriented, and has a need for security. The need for security, the ability to adapt, and the Mercurial sense of knowledge, all blend together to make Virgo: practical, perfectionistic, critical, analytical, reliable, practical, skillful, smart, and humble. Virgo's need for security is based on the idea of "if things are perfect, I am safe. If things are correct, we'll be okay. If I make sure things are good and up to standard, then we won't have to worry."

So we see all of that in a lot of places. But especially among the personal planets: Sun, Ascendant, Mercury, and Venus? My goodness!

The sun is our core and ego. The Ascendant is how we react to the world, and how the world perceives us. Mercury is information; how we receive it (learning, thinking) and how we share it (communication, correspondence, travel.) Venus is love; love of others (romance, friendships) and the self (hobbies, interests.)

So Virgo sun is motivated by the urge to have practical skills, and to be useful. There is a need to be able to take care of oneself and others. A great inner need for security and stability. Its own drive to be reliable and work hard. To be prepared.

The Ascendant means that this is how people see you. As you go about life and throughout the world outside of yourself, there is this very Virgoan practicality and humbleness. Perhaps a put-together, or even fussy air. And to have Virgo Rising, means that Mercury is the chart ruler. Not only that, but Mercury is the dispositor of the sun. So that Virgo Sun is sort of amplified by having the dispositor in the same sign.

So...Virgo Mercury! Mercury is domicile in Virgo, meaning it can achieve its aims very well with Virgoan energy. So this gives a very practical sense to how one learns, and perhaps a focus on skills and subjects that are useful. Math (for taxes!), cooking (for sustenance!), etcetera. This gives a very analytical, meticulous way of thinking, too. A sharp mind with an attention to detail. Very focused and witty. Very intentional and thoughtful when communicating, very decisive, perhaps quite serious in nature. Dry, sarcastic humor, maybe.

And finally...Virgo Venus! The ultimate place for acts of service as a love language. A very quiet, subtle sort of love. A real sense of making sure the needs of loved ones are taken care of. One to check in on people, fuss over them a bit. Sort of mother hen in a way. Since Venus also covers hobbies and interests, we can see this as a lean towards practical interests, but also...as earth tends to be more of the physical, material world...especially interested in what is tangible. So perhaps crafty. Knitting, crocheting, maybe DIY projects. Useful and hands on might mean cooking, baking, organizing. The Mercurial mean might imply enjoyment of puzzles, word games, number games, etc. And a very "let's learn the rules, and stick to the rules. Let's make things happen! Let's do this, and do it right!" sort of approach to those things.

So...all of that...is heavy Hufflepuff vibes. That hard-working nature. The need to look after, care for others. Kindness and loyalty. Virgo can often have a Ravenclaw lean, too, for that focus on knowledge. Though the thirst for knowledge is more based in what that knowledge can provide. Virgo Mercury and the Sun have stronger Ravenclaw leanings, but I think the Virgo Venus is too strongly Hufflepuff to lean too far any other way.

So...yeah. Gotta for sure be:

HUFFLEPUFF!!!!

With me!!!! :D

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[kinghaargrove]

meals: how many meals does my muse eat a day? what do they generally consist of? 

All About Health || @alwaysrevvedup

At minimum, Billy eats at least twice a day. Sometimes he misses lunch, but usually its breakfast he skips over, in favour of getting out the door a few minutes earlier, to get away from his dad. He actually does have quite an appetite, that being said. He's a high energy individual, who exercises frequently, and he's got a decent metabolism, which allows him a 'little' more leeway with what he puts in his body than some.

Usually, Billy has a preference for healthier foods. He is in fact a tad (read: a lot) obsessive over his image. He goes for a low carb, high protein type of diet for strength building, but on days where his mental health is in the tanks, for one reason or another, he couldn't give less of a fuck. It's one of the reasons why when he's riled, stressed, angry or in pain, one of the many unhealthy ways he copes is heavy drinking and smoking. Sometimes both while getting his nose in the grind and working out 'like a maniac', as Max likes to say. On days like that, his low carb dietary choices go out the window, he will unabashedly stab someone in the hand with his fork if they try to filch anything off the plate of burger, fries and gravy he's stuffing into his face. Despite being moderately lactose intolerant, you best believe he's still going to wash it ALL down with a whole strawberry milkshake.

All that said, though, he's generally very reserved about eating much in Neil's presence. He makes his presence scarce when his dad is home. He sits down for family dinners when required, eats everything on his plate even if the dairy products will leave him hurting, later, because the punishment of wasting food is more severe than the bloating dairy gives him.

#alwaysrevvedup #[ thank you ~ ! ] #♔ hc #food cw #ed cw #[ he doesn't have an ED but just in case- ] #[ tagging it anyway ]

[t3kandson]

Family

Wordcount; 3, 681

Fandom; ACE

Pairing; Reader X O5

Characters; Park Junhee & Kim Sehyoon

Warning; fluffy, slight angst, soft Dom Sehyoon, edging, Orgasm denier, Fingering, oral (receiving) and thighs Sex.

Notes; Chapter 3/8 of Release That Stress earlier Chapter found here

Happy Christmas Choice 💜💜💜💜💜

Your woken by sweet kisses up your neck, rousing you from the couple hours sleep you managed to get. “Morning baby, you need to eat,” Junhee whispered into your ear. “For food or for sex,” you muttered refusing still to open your eyes. “As much as I like that option, you still have to reserve your energy for the rest of the stress heads,” he chuckled leaning himself down on to you, pinning you to the mattress. “Ok, ok, I’m up,” you moan as he rolls off you chuckling. Your eyes roam the view before you lift yourself off the bed to the view of two cooked English breakfasts. “Wow that looks delicious,” you said standing up to press a kiss to his lips before aiming for the food.

You had barely finished when his phone rang as he left the room momentarily to answer. Checking on your mobile, the guys had individually sent you Christmas greetings which was all very sweet.

You smiled along the messages as you felt your heart warm, reminding yourself that you couldn’t afford to get too attached.

As quick as you sent a reply Byeongkwan replied, which told you he wasn’t the one coming to you today, especially if Junhee was on the phone to today’s date.

‘I’m glad Junhee has treated you like a princess. I hope you know your special to us all, Not just as our sex buddy, but as a friend, we cherish you very much too.’

You smiled at his soppy words, he showed on the outside as if he didn’t have the ability for heart & flowers. But he had showed you he was the most romantic of the five deep down. If there was one member you could see yourself dating it was Byeongkwan. Those feelings that you was sure would blossom if you allowed was pushed deep away, you couldn’t afford to fall.

‘Your all special to me, each one of you in your own way.’

You wrote back smiling when the bubble told you he was replying instantly.

‘Which one’s the most specialist 😉’

You rolled your eyes, smirking at the members failure to give up there intention to push you to choose one from the five as your favourite.

‘Your all equal you know this 😘’

You replied as always. Placing your phone down, Junhee walked back in smiling. “Seems I have to drop you off to the dorms for your next date,” he smiled. “What do I wear?” You asked in an attempt to get more answers. “Clothes,” Junhee said smirking as you deadpanned his way. “Normal stuff really,” he added.

Sitting in the car Junhee pulled you in for one last sweet kiss. “Junhee your car is not tinted, are you trying to get into trouble,” you scoffed swatting him when he’s lips left you. “I’m just letting my tongue massage there manager that’s all,” he winked before leaving you alone.

You was looking at the mobile still texting Byeongkwan, when the car door opened. Your eyes fluttered to the person sitting by your side. “Happy Christmas Princess,” Sehyoon said as his hands rested over the wheel smiling your way. “So your todays date then?” You smirked before your eyes found his thighs. Your core always being weak at the view of them, his lusting eyes told you he was aware.

“Do you think you can wait before mentally fucking me,” he teased as he started the car. “Erm no, I’m bouncing on your thighs right now in my mind,” you winked as he chuckled shaking his head softly, before you set off on your journey.

“Sehni,” you heard the shriek from the pretty younger girl, floating her arms around him as you emerged from the car outside the complex building.

The features on her face instantly told you she was his sister. “Oh this is perfect, your here, mum and dad too and oh,” she paused removing herself from him to look at you. “Who’s this?” She giggled elbowing her brother, as her eyes raked you up and down. “I’m Y/N,” you smiled as she mirrored with her familiar genetic smile of her brother. “Girlfriend hey,” she teased elbowing Sehyoon who growled her way. “She’s just a friend don’t get over yourself,” he said grabbing your hands to take you into the complex. “Friend my ass,” you hear her scoff behind you as she followed.

Sehyoon’s parents had the same reaction then his sister, Sehyoon’s father gripping you in a bear like hug, that made you felt like your in Sehyoon’s arms. “So Y/N where did you meet our son?” his mother asks as she warmly takes you to the sofa. “I’m a childhood friend of Yuchan, so I met him through him,” you said as his parents both smiled. “So how long have you been dating?” She asks getting excited with the conversation. “Ok thats enough of the Inquisition, we are just friends,” Sehyoon says placing a protective hand around your shoulder. “A friend who’s brought to a family dinner,” his sister smirks as Sehyoon scowls her way. “Well who ever you are to our son it’s lovely to meet you,” Sehyoon’s dad adds as you bow slightly thanking him for the compliment.

You enjoy your Christmas meal of Bulgogi, sweet potato noodles, and kimchi, listening to them talk about Sehyoon’s child hood. Red blush upon his face as he kept asking his parents to stop was highly amusing. But it was also interesting to see him in a family setting, you had been use to his assertiveness with you despite his quiet laid back character.

However, here he was a blushing mess whenever his family said anything remotely cute. He would counter react it by talking about what he had been up to. His sister soon realising the pattern and redirecting the conversation back to you. “So if you two aren’t dating then why?” His father said as his mum and sister brought out some steamed rice cake decorated with the most prettiest of fruits. Sehyoon seemed more uncomfortable with his father addressing your relationship. “Or which one of you don’t like the other?” He suggested looking between you both as you looked to the table. “We both like each other, I would love nothing but to date this beautiful girl,” Sehyoon said looking doe eyed your way, making your heart flutter. “But you know just as much as everyone we can’t date as idols, I care enough about her not to give her that chaos, risk and danger hiding her,” he said looking at his fingers with a red blush. “Makes sense, but I sure as hell think it’s a shame,” His father said sounding disappointed as he helped him self to a Rice cake.

“Sorry if I made you uncomfortable earlier?” Sehyoon said as you walked down the dark streets walking his sisters Dog. “You didn’t, actually I think what you said was sweet,” you said letting your hands brush with his. “Even if it was just for affect,” you added as he stopped. “You think I just spun that out,” he scoffed as you stop too, twisting to face him. “Y/N, I’m crazy about you, and I meant every word I said to my father tonight,” he smiled as his blush returned. “When I see you in that moment sometimes I wish this wasn’t my chosen path,” he said brushing his hands along your cheek bone. “But this is your everything Sehyoon, I would never want you or any the guys to give that up,” you said letting the dreams in your mind float away. “I know I’ve worked so hard, we all have,” he said looking at the ground. “If I had one Christmas wish it would be someone who could give you everything you deserve. You need to be cherished like the princess you are,” he smiled. You looked around the empty street finding it empty and kissed his cheek. His face moved to press his lips against you as you both got lost into the moment of his declaration.

Lips removing the second the dog growled into the nearby bush. Beneath the Growls you heard a cat cry. Moving to the bush you found the most tiniest kitten, he was fluffy white, looked abandoned by his mum. Sehyoon passed the dog lead to you scooping the scared little thing into his palm. “Ok little fella, where’s your mum?” He said as the kitten gave small licks to his palm. “You look so cold,” he coo’d as he took his scarf off to wrap the kitten in. “Let’s see if we can find your mummy,” he said as he started to knock on the nearest door.

The search for the missing kittens mum didn’t become fruitful as you made the decision to take him with you. Sehyoon’s sister face lit up as she saw the small thing in her brothers palm, as she fell in love. “What you going to do with him?” she asks stroking the purring animal. “Didn’t you say you hadn’t got Donghun a gift yet?” Sehyoon asked as you nodded. “Well I know he keeps talking about getting Hae a sibling, maybe this is what could be your gift,” Sehyoon suggested. You looked at the quiet fluff ball and you knew Donghun would fall in love. “I can look after him till it’s turn for you to see him next, but we may have to sneak him into the hotel tonight,” he smiled mischievously. “Hotel, wait you two are staying in a hotel, and you expect me to believe this is innocent,” his sister scoffs. “It’s a gift from us all so she isn’t lonely this Christmas, there’s no dating going on,” Sehyoon says rolling his eyes. “What ever,” she chuckles sitting up to leave the room. “Do you really thing Donghun will like him?” You ask as Sehyoon smiles nodding.

“Well we hope one day to meet again,” Sehyoon’s mum says hugging you as you go to leave. “Me too,” you smile bowing to them all. “And thanks for all the goodies,” you smile thanking them for the large food parcels they sent you back with. “Oppa, don’t forget to visit me soon right, it’s not like I live that far from you,” his sister chuckles. “Plus I want all the glory details when you two eventually date,” she adds laughing when her brothers eyes smalled her way.

You walked into the hotel room, the kitten wrapped in Sehyoon’s scarf before he places him with blankets in the bathroom. “Right little fella, you need some sleep, we needs some sleep too,” he says winking your way as you make a bowl of fresh milk, placing by his side.

His arms hold your waist into him as soon as he shuts the bathroom door. Nuzzling in to your neck he presses small kisses. “So what made you want to take me to meet your family?” you ask intrigued with his choice of date. Spinning you to face him he smiled looking back. “Because i promised my sister today was hers,” he said as you looked to him still puzzled. “But why did I get today and not the other days, i know your schedules not till New Year’s Day,” you said quizzingly. “Did you not enjoy today then?” he replied sadly. “No, no I loved it I really did, your family’s amazing just wondered why you wanted them to meet me,” you said hastily. “Y/N your special to me so I wanted them to meet the woman that puts smiles on my face most the time,” he adds letting his lips fall to your forehead. “That sounds like heart and flowers,” you gasp under your thundering heart. “If Donghun was here he would scold you,” you add a little breathless when his lips reach your neck. “Well Donghun’s not here so sue me,” Sehyoon reply’s as his hands bunches your ass.

“Oh your gift,” you scoff breaking his contact from you as you skittle to the other side of the room. “Oh Y/N really! trying to break the mood,” he growls as you laugh. “Keep being mean to keep them keen,” you chuckle as you bring his gift his way. “You wish you wouldn’t have said that later I promise you,” he said with a glaze in his eyes as he looks at his gift.

Unwrapping them his heart returns soft as he views the art and craft box with water based painting. “Oh Y/N there’s so much here,” he said rifling through the collection. “Well I know you like to have a lot stocked up and I thought I’d help add to the joy of your talent,” you smiled. “You mean to make me think of you when I’m using my craft skill,” he smirks as you nod blushing. “Yeah that as well,” you admit as he pulls you in.

He holds your hand losing himself to you in the moment before getting off to reach into his pocket. “I have your gift too,” he says passing you a rectangular box as you looked at him with delight before opening. Inside was an amethyst bracelet that was so pretty, making you look at him feeling giddy. “I love it Sehni,” you said pressing a kiss to his cheek as he smiled. His lips press against you removing them when you try kissing him back.

“Right let me show you what I’m thinking right now,” he growls nipping your ear lobe. “That you want to paint me?” You tease as he pushes your ass into him that your core clashes with each other. “As much as that sounds like a sexy opportunity, it would leave the bedroom a messy form,” he sniggers letting his teeth dig into your collarbone earning a hiss.

Hands attacking your body he removes your clothes between rushed and impatient kisses as he was slowly unraveling himself. Lifting you up as you wrap your feet around him he takes you to the bed.

Kisses falling upon your thighs, he brushed his thumb over your clit. Arching your back you moan under his attack his fingers are having on you. But nothing holds your cry’s when his fingers slam into your core. “That’s right princess, you forgot that I promised to punish you didn’t you?” He growls as his tips find your sweet spot. Rubbing against them has your legs attempt to close as his other hands push your thighs apart once more. “No no, I don’t think so,” he mocks as his fingers fasten there pace. You knew in his eyes he meant business as he started rolling your Clit with his thumb. As your core burnt under his touch you tried to hold your shaking thighs at bay, but they deceived you. Like you suspected as your core built he removed himself. Smirk upon his face told you he planned to torture you tonight.

Making swirls on your naked thighs he waited for you to calm down before he removed his top. His muscular body came in to your view as you choked as always. The whole image of Kim Sehyoon always made you weak. He smirks knowing you was melting as he tilts his head licking his lips. Kisses returning to your thighs he enjoys watching you jolt due to the sensitive skin he was kissing. Mouth falling to your throbbing nub had you arch your back. Your fingers fall to his head tangling around his hair as you struggle to hold your moans. Suction around your clit, his tongue made movement around your folds. Moans falling into the air as your core struggled from his tongue assault. Tongues slide into your heat your walls clench around the wet muscles. As he fucks you with his skills you feel a fire burn through you as your pelvis moves with him. Hands falling to your thighs to keep you still, you cry in frustration as your orgasm builds. Struggling to keep your body calm before he suspects your high close. Vibrations from his chuckle fills up your core like he knew he would, having you hanging on the edge. Removing himself he laughs as you whine to the emptiness. “Oh Y/N, you reminded me of your visual session earlier,” he whispers hovering over you.

Moving to sit at the edge of the bed he turns back to look at you as he removes his bottoms. Patting his thighs you realise what he meant and waste no time leaping off the bed. His meaty member straining in his boxers has your mouth melt before you straddle one of his thighs. Leaning back on his hands to hoist him up, his darkened eyes watch you start your pace as you fuck him. The tensing of his muscles has you go crazy as you instantly feel the heat in your core. Certain you can fool him this time, you pressed yourself down hard letting his thighs friction burn your throbbing nub. Chokes of air as you race to your orgasm, nails digging into your own thigh as your seconds from exploding. But before you can realise his hands lift you off him as you whimper and stamp your feet like a stroppy toddler. “Please,” you cry as you attempt to Mount him but he stands letting his lips fall to yours to hush you.

Pulling you towards him as your lips are clashing in your own desperate need you suckle down his chuckles. Pushing you off as he laughs at your desperate needs he places you on the bed. Hovering up you he wastes no time leaning himself into your body, his clothed bulge digging into you as he rubs himself against your heat. “Fuck Sehni I need you in me,” you growl as he smirks.

Leaning over your stomach he arches himself to remove his pants before bringing himself towards you, aiming for your core. Sliding in, you whimper as he stretches you, you could never get use to his size as he fills you with his meaty member. Stilling and keeping his eyes on you he starts a pace, his thrusts hard against you. Your walls clamp around him each time he slams himself in. Nails dig into his shoulder as your orgasm attempt restarts but this time with more desperation. “Patience Princess,” he whispers into your ear as you shiver from his voices effect. “Need you, can’t, I need to cum,” you plead as your pelvis meets his. Pleading as you chase your high has him shown you no mercy as he leaves you empty. “Fuck sake Sehni,” you curse as frustration attacks you.

“Oh your such a bad tempered princess,” he mocks flipping you over onto your stomach leaving a slap to your ass in its wake. “On all fours,” he orders as you slowly obey, “faster,” he growls as another smack hits. Positioning yourself you wiggled your ass expecting another slap which he did. “Cheeky princess, cheeky,” he sighed as his hands rubbed the cheeks. Sliding himself into you, his angle instantly having his member press into your core has you bite on your lip. Hands gripping around your hip, he started a hastened thrust that told you he was chasing his own. Letting yours go to chase with him, your walls clenched around him earning grunts to fall into the air. “Princess, Y/N, fuck,” he cried as you was close to falling off the edge before he removed himself. Throwing yourself on to the mattress screaming into the pillow with pure frustration, Sehyoon chuckled into the air.

“Princess what’s up,” he mocked, “I fucking hate you,” you lied as you was beginning to go crazy. He had fooled you to let you get so close to the end to snatch your orgasm back from you.

“Princess if your going to cum I want to see that face,” he coos as he flips you over to face him. He looks a little pained and his throbbing cock in your view tells you he struggling himself in his own game. Lips falling to yours he kisses your slight irritation away before flipping you so your straddling him.

Like a hungry starved human you jump on him slamming yourself down as his face scrunches up. You ride him with pure impatience as his hands fall to your waist. “Fuck Princess, slow down,” he cry’s and you feel satisfied that you can fuck him up too. Biting his lip as he thrashed his head you know he’s holding on and refusing to let go. Clamping yourself around him after each bounce has him scrunch the sheets as you feel the burn of your own orgasm attack.

Deep panting as your breath gets caught in your throat as you get near your final chance to get your release. But in pure torture his hands fall to your thigh restricting your movement from his strength.

“For fuck sake,” you cry, “please please please don’t do this, let me cum,” you cry tears falling down your eyes.

Sitting up his lips clash with yours as his hands remove to the back of your neck. “You can cum Princess,” he says between kisses as he works with you to bring your orgasm. Your chests rubbing against each other as you clamp your arms around him bringing your body’s closer, him following suit. He meets your slams down with his uprising thrusts as you suckle down his grunts. “Please please let me,” you cry into your kiss as a mantra as you chase your orgasm once again. “Princess, I promise let go,” you suckle down. With that your body falls into euphoria as your wall convulses around him pushing him into his own. Teeth clamping on to your bottom lip as he falls, he fills you with his warm cum. Working through your orgasm you both pant leaning into each other. “I hate when you do that,” you moan leaning into him. “Princess we both know you lie,” he sniggers and you hate him in that moment for seeing right through you.

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[scary-monsters]

did not sleep well At All last night .. so much is happening in my silly little brain and i’m having such a hard time dealing with it; i haven’t struggled like this in such a long time. i know it’s the bipolar acting up but it still doesn’t change just how exhausting it is :((((

by “did not sleep well” i mean i got maybe 2 hours.. now i’m wide awake in a fit of anxiety bc i’m stressed about money. haven’t stressed about that in a long time but my manic-induced purchases are catching up with me. living paycheck-to-paycheck fuckin sucks

i stupidly agreed to hang out with a coworker yesterday (on one of my two days off, i normally reserve one of them for being alone and not speaking to anyone) after he called and woke me up from one of the deepest sleeps i’ve had in a long time. i should have ignored it and gone back to sleep but i felt guilty bc he thinks i’ve been ignoring him which isn’t necessarily the case, it’s just that when people get overbearing with me i immediately run away. i’m an introvert, he is not, so i guess he doesn’t get it. but i hung out with him knowing full well that i’d be spending today (my second day off) with my mom, who often drains my battery especially fast bc we don’t have the best relationship. 

after today i work nine days in a row and i’m exhausted just thinking about it, i have to close every night, but unfortunately closing, these days, means staying there for as long as it takes the closing manager to finish up what she needs to do. i’m supposed to leave at 11:30 at night, but often i’m there until midnight (which doesn’t sound that bad, but it really just drains me so fast when i know i could be at home relaxing)

they still haven’t approved my vacation.. my paid time off that, if i don’t have approved, would mean i couldn’t go on vacation. i’d be losing too much money. and the idea of not having a much-needed break from everything is like. driving me insane. i need to be away from all of this, for just a week, that’s all i ask.

i’m sort of spiraling back into existential dread again, i don’t know where i’m going, i don’t know what i’m doing, i don’t know what i want to do with my life.. i’m terrified that i’ll be stuck in retail forever. it’s just eating away at me so badly, i rarely feel joy for life most of the time, unless i’m indulging in hobbies (which i often can’t due to lack of energy; i also recognize that that’s partly due to the depressive phase i’m in)

idk man i’m just so tired of living like this and feeling like i have no other options. and it sucks bc when i talked abt opening commissions i had so many people say “oh nice! i’ll definitely want one” and now that i actually did it i’ve gotten None :’) i’m not saying i expect to get them, but it sure would be nice to feel like i had a shot at doing this art thing as at least a side-gig. it’s what i love to do and most of the time i feel like it’s not something i’m capable of excelling in. i just wish so badly that i wasn’t so tired all the gd time.. i’d be unstoppable if i could just find a job that didn’t completely suck me dry lmao

#venting.. i am ventinggggg .. feel free to ignore this

[deeptrashwitch]

Now Gaz's gf! I love creating her specially!

OC: Irene "Flare" Sayre

Nationality: American

Age: 30

Birth date: 4th june 1994 - Kansas City (U.S.A)

Residence: Washington D.C

Profession: Executive chef

Height: 1,55 m/5'1" ft

Weight: 54 kg

Blood type: O-

Pronouns: She/her

Sexuality: Bisexual

Relationships

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick (boyfriend)

Jennifer Sayre (little sister)

Samantha "Sam" Cohen (friend)

David "Bonnie" Cooper (friend)

Jayden/Cassandra Fisher (friend)

Trivia

-She might be the shortest, and probably the weakest in terms of strenght, but she'll be the one to try and kick your ass. Since she's short tempered with strangers (years of cuatomer service exploding), it's normal to see David, Sam and Jayden/Cassandra stopping her to do something stupid.

-Irene most of the time has a reserved table for Sam and Jayden/Cassandra when they come with some clients, and they are both thankful for this. Is easier for them and means less stress, that's why they always bring some donuts or energy drinks for her and her team inside the kitchen and the servers at the end of their shift.

-Once she encountered with a really tall Austrian man who tried to flirt with her, insistanly enough to piss her off and she started to chew him out in front of everyone. That day she almost gave Jayden/Cassandra a heart attack, because that man look ready to fight even a woman. Fortunately nothing else happened and she was dragged out of the bar by her friend.

-Since her fourth semester they call her "flare" because of her temper. That was the time where she started working on customer service, and the group call her like that because is funny to see her roll her eyes and mutter something.

-She's the chef of the group, and always reminds her friends to eat since all of them never remember it because of their work. And all of them consider that absolutely sweet, mostly because Irene's also really busy but takes the time to worry about them.

-When she knew about Kyle's Kenyan heritage, Irene has tried to investigate everything she could about the culture. It was frustrating not to find many things, but she learned how to cook some typical dishes and found someone who is helping her to learn suajili. (That after Kyle mentioned that his mother felt more comfortable speaking on her native language)

Random quote

"Wht did you say about my man?! Come here and say it to my face, old ass bitch! He's way better that your cheating husband!" -to an old lady

When and how they met their partner?

It was inside the restaurant, during an specially busy night where Kyle was drinking on the restaurant bar. A client started to be entitled and was treating the servers like shit, which irritated Gaz to the point where he left his drink and went to intervene. Even though he talked calmly and smoothly, he was boiling inside because one of the server was near to start crying.

Then Irene walked outside the kitchen, with her eyes glowing with anger, and she asked what was happening. Long story short, the rude client was thrown out of the restaurant and Irene had to go outside and take some fresh air. At the same time, Kyle payed his bar bill and went outside too, finding the short chef basically cursing as a drunken sailor.

He giggled a bit, surprising Irene, and when she looked at him, he sat down by her side. They started talking for a while, with him offering to buy her a drink after she finish her work. And yes, he left a lot of tip for the bartender.

Since then, he goes as much as he can to her restaurant, and he stays after the closing hour to talk with everyone.

#ocs #oc #call of duty #cod oc #cod mw2 #gaz x reader #kyle garrick x reader #kyle garrick x oc

[buangkok]

How I can manage my mental health + how my school can support my mental disabilities, by ChatGPT.

Cultivating good mental health involves a combination of various practices and habits. Here are some suggestions tailored to your specific conditions:

Mindfulness and Meditation: Incorporating mindfulness practices into your daily routine can help reduce stress and improve overall well-being. Meditation can also help manage symptoms of ADHD and bipolar disorder by promoting relaxation and enhancing focus.

Journaling: Keeping a journal can be a helpful tool for managing emotions, tracking mood fluctuations, and gaining insight into your thoughts and behaviors. You can use it to identify patterns and triggers, as well as to express yourself freely.

Routine and Structure: Establishing a consistent daily routine can provide stability and predictability, which can be particularly beneficial for individuals with ADHD and bipolar disorder. Set regular times for waking up, eating meals, engaging in activities, and going to bed.

Self-Care Practices: Engage in activities that bring you joy and relaxation, such as spending time in nature, practicing hobbies, listening to music, or taking a warm bath. Prioritize self-care activities that recharge your energy and promote a sense of well-being.

Social Support: Cultivate meaningful connections with friends, family members, or support groups who understand and accept you. Having a strong support network can provide emotional validation, encouragement, and companionship during challenging times.

Creative Expression: Explore creative outlets such as art, music, writing, or dance as a means of self-expression and emotional release. Engaging in creative activities can foster a sense of accomplishment, boost self-esteem, and alleviate stress.

Healthy Lifestyle Choices: Pay attention to your diet, exercise regularly, and prioritize adequate sleep. Consuming a balanced diet rich in nutrients, staying physically active, and getting sufficient rest can positively impact mood, energy levels, and overall mental health.

Setting Boundaries: Learn to recognize and assert your boundaries in various aspects of your life, including relationships, work, and personal time. Establishing healthy boundaries can help prevent burnout, reduce stress, and maintain a sense of control.

Positive Affirmations: Practice self-compassion and challenge negative self-talk by incorporating positive affirmations into your daily routine. Remind yourself of your strengths, accomplishments, and worthiness of love and acceptance.

Education and Advocacy: Take an active role in learning about your conditions, treatment options, and self-management strategies. Advocate for yourself by seeking out resources, participating in support groups, and communicating effectively with healthcare providers.

Remember that finding what works best for you may require some trial and error. Be patient and compassionate with yourself as you explore different practices and incorporate them into your routine. Additionally, consider consulting with mental health professionals who can offer personalized guidance and support.

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Navigating university with bipolar disorder, autism, and ADHD can present unique challenges, but there are accommodations and support services available to help you succeed academically. Here are some additional accommodations you could consider requesting from your school:

Note-taking Assistance: Ask for access to lecture notes, recordings, or a note-taking service to ensure you capture all necessary information during classes. Some universities provide note-taking accommodations for students with disabilities.

Quiet Study Spaces: Request access to quiet or sensory-friendly study areas where you can focus without distractions or sensory overload. This could involve reserving designated study rooms or utilizing specialized sensory accommodations.

Flexibility in Attendance Policies: Request flexibility with attendance requirements, especially on days when your symptoms are particularly challenging. This could involve negotiating alternative ways to demonstrate your understanding of course material or participating in virtual classes when necessary.

Extended Library Loan Periods: Ask for extended loan periods for library materials to accommodate potential difficulties with time management and organization. This will give you more flexibility in accessing and returning books and resources.

Assistive Technology: Inquire about access to assistive technology tools such as speech-to-text software, text-to-speech software, or mind-mapping tools to aid in organization, comprehension, and communication.

Priority Registration: Request priority registration to ensure you can secure class schedules that accommodate your needs, such as avoiding back-to-back classes or scheduling classes during times when you're most alert and focused.

Alternative Assignments: Work with your professors to explore alternative assignment formats that align with your strengths and accommodate your challenges. This could include projects, presentations, or portfolios instead of traditional exams or essays.

Access to Disability Services: Make sure you're connected with your university's disability services office to explore all available accommodations and support resources. They can help you navigate the process of requesting accommodations and advocate for your needs.

Peer Support Groups: Inquire about peer support groups or mentoring programs specifically tailored to students with disabilities. Connecting with peers who share similar experiences can provide valuable support, guidance, and encouragement throughout your academic journey.

Individualized Academic Support Plans: Work with disability services to develop an individualized academic support plan that outlines your specific needs, accommodations, and strategies for success. This plan can serve as a roadmap for both you and your professors to ensure your academic needs are met.

Remember that every university has its own policies and procedures regarding accommodations for students with disabilities, so it's important to familiarize yourself with the resources available at your institution and advocate for the accommodations that will best support your academic success.

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[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

What's uppp! Luv ur blog and i got curious with the matchups so i'd like to request a matchup for MHA!

Also just to recognize my ask, I'd like to go with 🪩

So let's get to myself:

I'm female and go by she/her. Also i’m straight.

Appearance:

1,80 (5'11/6'0?), chubby, brown eyes, dark red (colored) mid length hair, usual ear piercings, one nose piercing on the side and a lip piercing (ashley), big ahh feet and hands LMAOOO.

Style:

Ijust can't decide so i switch it a lot. Either it's streetwear, punk or something elegant/ sweet (wild combo ik). My room looks pretty natural (lots of plants and wood etc.) since i need something that keeps me down to earth 💀

Music taste:

Big ass spectrum but let's try. Luv rock/hardrock/ metal, enjoy techno from time to time. The usual tiktok songs,.. Tbh anything that's very loud or makes my headphones vibrate 10/10. From time to time i do enjoy the calm/classical music but only if i REALLY feel like it.

Fav current songs if it helps:

Black No. 1 from Type O Negative

Fucking Your Ghost In Chains of Ice from Leviathan (pls ignore the title 😭)

prayer1 from april27

Nightmare from plenka

Stay from Narrow Head

Wicked Game from Chris Isaak

Personality:

I've seen others mention it so; aries sun, pisces moon, virgo rising and ENTP.

honestly think it fits just not AS serious. People often mention i look rather intimidating at first which is understandable since i can seem uninterested and reserved but when talking to me i really love making others laugh, as well as laughing myself. Honestly my love language (combined with aggressive love). Love to goof around but i like to seem more closed off at first.

It makes things more interesting. Very personal emotions i like to only keep for myself (like most ig). I isolate pretty quickly and don't mind it since I've always been more independent and alone (not at all badly, i like the peace around me while enjoying the chaos inside my head 🫦😭).

I've actually never been in an relationship but based on other experiences i like both to be in control and let someone have control.

definitely not the type to only have one thing.

Likes:

Swimming, MUSIC, analyzing, watching trash tv and cooking shows (i just love judging people < /3), reading on my phone ig though i don't read many books irl, gaming from time to time, eating LMAO, adrenaline boosting stuff like rollercoasters,...

Dislikes:

Cooking (ironically), bugs that have this hard shell on them (scared shitless, can't deal with them biches), morning breath, no motivation days, people that don't have their own personality (i get annoyed easily)

so yeah idk if this is too long or short or whatever.

I'd be happy if you would match me but if you don't feel like it that's totally fine love <3 don't stress, take ur time.

Hi 🪩Anon! Thank you for your request! Sorry it took a while. I hope you like your matchup!

In My Hero Academia, I match you with...

You and Shoto are the “intimidating but actually just reserved” couple of UA. People are often too scared to approach you, especially when you’re together but once they get to know you, they enjoy your company.

Shoto loves the more goofy side of you, especially since it brings out his sillier side as well. He feels honoured that you’re comfortable enough with him that you feel you can let that more private side of you out.

Enjoys watching tv with you and just relaxing in general. He doesn’t mind what you get up to, as long as you’re spending time together.

Shoto’s surprisingly good at motivating you when you’re struggling to find the energy to do anything. He’s been there before and knows how annoying it is.

Gets rid of bugs for you. He’s happy to either take them outside or just kill them depending on which you would prefer. If it’s a particularly large bug, he might baulk a bit but he’ll push his own concerns aside to help you out.

#writing #fanfic #matchup #matchup request #request #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #shoto todoroki

[valgasnewsthings]

Fight fatigue.

 Answers on the letters  Doctor Rimarenko.

1.Am studying and working, and on this time feeling tiredness, dizziness, and forces are not restoring, my friend is medic and said, that am having asthenia, what is it?

Long time this diagnosis not stayed, just on 8-90  years he is  displayed, but lots of are meet with him long time, or other his calling a manager syndrome, fatigue chronic syndrome is a disease for active peoples. Symptoms are first as fatigue, which not stops after long rest, thus fatigue for a long time and concentration  for attention is lowering, weakness beginning , after long loads, mental, as forces are lost, displaying emotional non stability till irritation, insomnia, but in a few patients fatigue displaying with headaches, high temperature, changing arterial pressure, lowering immunity. That leading to cold and infection frequently.Disease  begin is acute slow ,like in flu, with a calling flue of young careerist , but weakness here staying for long time  or years.  A one from displaying asthenia displaying is hypotonia , and recognize here is hard, but base stat is low pressure. If in condition a full rest within a long time  arterial pressure is lower for 100/60 , thus check on a hypotonic disease , and in suspicion on this diagnosis a better here check blood test on hemoglobin.

2. Which a reason for low pressure.

Am trying keeping a healthy life mode , but on spring am feeling strong fatigue, and pressure lowering, why this is happening?

And today is not informed about this more, as why is happening. And hypotonia is a fault in viruses. And reason for here is much.Is bad ecology, failure in vitamins, neurosis, to which leading often stress, as you are not ability relaxing, high responsibility and loaded work rhythm.

But such displaying and having in weak life method, emotional over loading, and result after nervo-endocrinologic diseases. Somethimes hypotonia is organism normal condition , and patients having common weakness, headaches, insomnia, apathy, and often meeting in womens, than in males, in young are often, than in adult.

And not always in this condition patient asking a help, but if yes, thus entering to poor specialists. As in bad sleep he visit neurologist, and in pressure changing to cardiologist, specialist will select therapy, but this cure will not lead to effect thus a reason hide here in disbalance work a few organism systems. Doctor will prescribe all-round testing and advice complex cure.

3. Against tiredness.

Am interesting in fighting for all life from a chronic fatigue.

And her displaying as insomnia and hypotonia.

Fight theirs you can in change life method and check for health.

Rest, regular, moderate physical loads, as morning exercise, walking more on fresh air.

Gymnastic for capillaries as with contrast shower, massage, hardening.

Balanced and full value meal, every day add greens, vegetables, fruits, American dietologists advising  within a day eat 5 different vegetables on any kind. And avoiding different stimulants, raffinates , caffeine, sugar, sweet, pastry, butter oil, cakes.

Auto-training, psychotherapy, training for an own psycho emotional condition are better to know itself, and learn hearing to organism needing.

Medicaments are prescribing by doctor, and on neglected hypotonia stage use herbs as tinctures or pills of eluterococcus, root of ginseng, shizandra  china.

 Try to sleep good, and enough, on the sleep time organism refreshing , regenerating tissues and cells, all systems resting, restoring. In not enough sleep and fatigue  are destroying and weak immunity, nerve system, exhausting energy reserves of organism.

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[bella-studyblr]

Task Management:

Creating + Maintaining a Schoolwork Schedule

Key elements

Your schedule suits your individual time/task management preferences.

It is flexible enough to accommodate sudden changes, plus fluctuating energy levels, states of concentration, symptoms and moods.

Daily tasks are not over-whelming; they are small enough that they are achievable.

You do not get “burned out.”

It allows you to be consistent.

Steps to create your schedule

Decide if you want your planner to be paper or digital

Find an “order” that’s logical and achievable for you (more on this later)

Refer to your addendum/syllabus and write down all the assignments, tests and other events taking place that week/month (and their due-dates).

Then break these down, assigning tasks to each day of the week (more on this later).

Break down your tasks even further (more on this later).

Decide if you want to follow a simple daily to-do list or a timed schedule (more on this later).

Find your “order(s)”

Mandatory: Schedule assignments around other commitments (work, social, hobbies, etc.).

Do the hardest task first to get it out of the way (so that the rest of your tasks are less daunting, and because your smaller tasks require less energy therefore can be done even after completing the hard task).

Do the easiest task first to build momentum (give yourself a feeling of accomplishment which will motivate you to continue, and boost your self-confidence early in the day to establish a positive mindset for the rest of the day).

Do the task that’s due first to minimize deadline stress, and so your assignments don’t fall through the cracks (causing you to get discouraged and lose momentum).

Plan according to your energy level throughout the day and week: Do you have Pilates once a week? Maybe you can reserve that day for easier assignments. If you know you’re going to be tired for whatever reason, account for that in your planning.

Consider your state of concentration: If you know you’re too groggy or spaced out for the first hour of your day, you can either schedule easy tasks in that time, or none at all. If you take a medication in the afternoon/evening that makes you tired, schedule easier tasks or none, and get harder tasks done earlier/later in the day. If you have ADHD and crowded places mess with your concentration, but you like studying at a café, go when it’s not busy.

Be mindful of your emotions and symptoms: If you have depression, or are prone to depressive episodes, you’ll need to consider that when scheduling. You might have to rework your entire schedule when you get into a depressive episode (like adding lots of breaks). If suddenly you’re going through a big life event (like a breakup), you need to account for that when scheduling. For instance, if you can’t stand to be alone, maybe you can go out instead of staying in, and if your motivation is low, you may need to up your reward-system or break down your tasks even more.

Break down this week/month’s tasks

Refer to your addendum/syllabus and write down all your due dates for the time period you’re scheduling for.

Based on due dates, outside commitments, predictions of energy/mood/symptoms, assign assignments to the days of the week/month that make most sense for you.

Break down daily tasks into sub-tasks

You can do this (in advance) for your full week/month’s assignments, or do it every morning/evening.

Generally, your assignments will follow a variation of this formula: brainstorm, create an outline, research, write rough draft, edit and revise. Test/exam prep will look something like: check to see what the test is based on, pinpoint important sections, review to see how well you know the material, create a list of items to study, rewrite select notes, make flash cards, study topic 1, study topic 2, etc.

What are the individual components of these steps? Here are some examples. Brainstorm: what should my topic be, what should my thesis be, what points can support my thesis, what do I need to research, what questions do I need to ask my prof? Outline: topic, thesis, points, conclusion. Research: write down all the important parts from each source (separately), then sift through to sort into Supporting Point 1, Supporting Point 2, etc. Rough draft: opening statement(s), intro, point 1, point 2, etc., conclusion, closing statement(s). Edit/revise: read and check for grammar only, then read again and check for spelling only, read again and check for cohesiveness only, etc. Topic 1: Part A, Part B, etc.

Each of these small components can be individual items on your to-do list. Big tasks like, “write essay” are too big for most people. Even “write rough draft” is daunting. If you start with something specific and small like brainstorming, and work your way up, it’s a lot easier to approach. Plus, being able to check off tasks more often and more easily will boost your confidence and your sense of competence, thus building momentum.

Here is a sample to-do list: Research X for Point 1 of Literary Essay, create outline for History Essay, Edit/Revise Assignment 1, study Topic 1 and Topic 2 for Test 1.

To-do list or time-based schedule?

To do list: Write down all your assignments for the day. Put them in the order you want to do them, or go through them intuitively (based on what you feel like doing, or what’s most practical at the time/place you’re at).

Timed-based: Write down all your assignments, then write down the time you’re going to do each of them. You could set reminders or alarms if you want, or simply refer to the list. There’s an awesome app I recommend if this is your thing. It’s called Structured (iOS only).

Curate your study environment for maximum focus

Eliminate distractions such as uncomfortable clothing, sounds (or silence), phone and computer notifications, clutter in the room and on your desk, people who may try to talk to you (shut your door and/or inform them that you’re busy).

Designate a space to doing homework only and avoid spaces that you associate with other things (do not study in bed, as you will want to relax or sleep, and/or you will mess with your sleep by weakening the bed’s association with sleep).

Build associations: Incorporate other events and items into your study/homework routine that you only use while doing that, so that you associate those things with studying/homework (examples: specific playlists, pencils/pens, cups/bottles, scents, rituals, decor, etc.).

Ensure good lighting (preferably including daylight).

Get dressed in clothes that make you feel good about yourself. They don’t have to be “professional” and they should definitely be comfortable. Do not stay in your pyjamas. Believe me, I know this can be hard, and I love PJ’s. But they are not good for productivity.

Don’t “multi-task.” It may feel like you’re getting more done this way, but by splitting your focus, not only do tasks take longer, they also diminish in quality. Commit to the task you’re doing.

Meditate: You can even meditate for just 1-5 mins right before studying, homework and/or classes.

Practice self care (daily!)

Sleep (enough, well, and regularly).

Daylight: Get outside, work by windows, use a light therapy box. These can help regulate your sleep, improve and maintain mental health, and boost energy.

Fresh air: Getting outside even for a couple minutes can help you refresh and reset, and feel good about yourself and your life. Fresh oxygen can help you wake up and is great for your health. Even just opening your window can do a lot for your mood, energy and motivation.

Movement: Try to move at least once per day. The benefits of exercise are numerous and immense.

Healthy and consistent eating: Avoid spikes in insulin levels by eating regularly so you don’t have extreme dips in your energy level. Also, brain power uses calories too, so make sure you’re eating consistently, and try to eat healthy. There are so many other reasons eating consistently is good for your health (and by extension, your productivity).

Relaxation and leisure: Make time for fun and socializing, as well as intentional relaxation. Hobbies, movies/tv, time with friends/family, meditation, baths, progressive muscle relaxation, etc.

Therapy: Your therapy sessions are not daily, but you can do 5 minutes of inner-work per day based on what you and your therapist are currently working on. Working with a therapist is a great way to stay on track with your goals, and develop the skills and positive mindset required for success in school.

Reward yourself

Track progress: Reflect on all the assignments you’ve completed and your grades to remind yourself that you’re capable!

Completing to-do lists daily maintains a sense of accomplishment which keeps your momentum going. Check those items off! Or give yourself gold stars! ⭐️

Treat yourself with non-food rewards: Tie completed school work with fun tasks like video games, or take yourself out for coffee, or some other small (non-food) outing. What I’m trying to do right now is not do my leisure activities until my daily tasks are done.

Develop a positive mindset

Take promises you make to yourself seriously. The more you break promises to yourself, the easier it will get to continue breaking promises. You will lose respect for yourself which lowers motivation, and you will lose trust in yourself which can become debilitating as well. The more you keep promises, the easier it will get, the more motivated you’ll become, and the more you’ll trust and respect yourself. Your confidence will improve, and you’ll feel better about yourself. Productivity is choosing yourself. Discipline is choosing what’s best for you instead of what you feel like doing in the moment. Discipline is a muscle, and like any muscle, it can be strengthened, and it can atrophy.

Remember your “why.” What is the end goal of being in school? What’s your career path, and why did you choose it? What will your life be like when you have that career? What would your life be like if you gave up and didn’t make it to your goal? Aiming for your dream while running from your nightmare is a great strategy for maintaining motivation. Lighting a fire under your *** can be a huge motivator.

Remember how good you feel when you get schoolwork done, and let this motivate you to stay consistent. You can also remember how you feel when you don’t get work done, but definitely focus more on the positive!

Go to therapy and/or hire a coach. There are SO many benefits to therapy and I’d honestly need a whole other post to get into it. You don’t need to be depressed or mentally ill at all in order to benefit from talking to a therapist. They can even help you with time management, procrastination, motivation and more! If you can afford it, please do it. It’s such a worthwhile investment.

Be consistent

No “zero days.” Do at least a bit of homework or studying every day so you don’t slip into vacation mode. Make schoolwork a daily part of your life, so it just becomes the norm.

Build productivity momentum (track progress, check items off your to-do list daily, treat yourself, keep promises to yourself, remember your “why,” remember how success feels).

Stay on top of projects. Your assignments are made up of smaller tasks you assign yourself across time. “Success is the sum of small efforts repeated day in and day out.” - Robert Collier

Avoid burnout (more on this later).

Keep it interesting (more on this later).

Avoid burnout

Self-care: shower and/or bathe regularly, maintain proper sleep habits, stay hydrated, take care of your skin, do relaxation activities like meditation and reading, do fun activities, pamper yourself every now and then with face masks or foot baths, take your meds as prescribed, eat well and regularly, get outside often, move daily, etc.

Break up study/homework sessions into small, manageable chunks of time, with constructive (refreshing) breaks in between.

Break assignments down into even smaller tasks so that you aren’t over-working yourself during the course of a day, and so that you don’t overwhelm yourself (the stress can lead to burnout).

School-life balance: Keep up with your social life as best as you can, make time for your hobbies, maintain self-care, say no to things that don’t serve you, etc. Try to follow through with scheduled schoolwork 100% of the time, but know that you won’t. Sometimes you’ll need to prioritize mental health over schoolwork (be careful though, this is a very fine line, and a slippery slope). Sometimes things will come up and it’ll be out of your control. But more than anything else, there will be times when you just decide to prioritize something else like fun and socializing over schoolwork. This is why your schedule needs to be flexible: to accommodate sudden invites to hang out and random decisions to skip a homework/study session, but more importantly, flexibility will reduce the odds that you’ll skip in the first place. If your schedule includes hobbies and socializing, and anything else that’s important to you, then you won’t feel deprived. If you have school-life balance, you’ll have more of yourself to devote to schoolwork when it’s time to.

Keep it interesting

Romanticize your life by putting effort into making all of your daily tasks a special occasion.

Make meals and drinks special by using your favourite dinnerware and cutlery. Perhaps even incorporate extra elements such as: a beautiful tablecloth, napkins, candles and/or dim lighting, music, wearing your favourite clothing, etc.

Pretend you’re the main character in a movie about a successful, productive student (because you are the main character in your life).

Make games out of studying if this is something that interests you (the Forest app comes to mind).

Use lots of colours in your notes and buy colourful stationary! 🌈

Vary your approach/methods if needed to avoid boredom.

Study with friends (online or in person).

Reward yourself often.

Remember your “why.”

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JJK men and a male reader

So I died and came back. Now my inbox is filled with a lot of Jujutsu Kaisen stuff with a male reader, so I looked around and noticed there aren't a lot of male writers or even gender neutral ones, meaning that's what I'll be doing for awhile. This first request is...

before I get started, if you'd like to request something, then please see my masterlist

JJK boys with a male s/o

Warnings: aged up and language oh and some nsfw stuff cuz that's what they wanted.

Characters: I. Yuuji, F. Megumi, G. Satoru, N. Kento, R. Sukuna, T. Aoi

I. Yuuji

Isn't hung up by you being male, I feel as Yuuji got older, the more open minded he became. His sexuality was something that evolved as he aged and had a big change in his mid teenage years when he was exploring himself. Into his late teens he began seeing people of all types of representation, he simply did not care how they presented themselves.

That leads us to you, our gorgeous male that has Yuuji simping. All seriousness, this man loves entirely, some might even find it to be smothering. He is the type to text you paragraphs of good morning and goodnight texts, always leaving something for you to eat in the fridge, brings something home because it reminded him of you, and always always makes time to call you before a mission.

Yuuji always has random thoughts about you. Like, "Should I make his favorite tonight?" "I wonder what he's doing." "Oh....that would look so cute on him, should I get it?" "AH this charm has our initials on it! that means it was meant to be!"

If you're a sorcerer, Yuuji d e m a n d s to be your partner on missions and he will have a fit if someone says no. Is constantly stressing himself out over your well being, even if he knows you can handle yourself. always asking about your technique and is amazed every time he sees it. Very protective, stands in front of you a lot and when he see's you struggling he doesn't hesitate to get the curse's attention regardless of his own situation.

Also just because I feel like he would: Yuuji gave you a promise ring when he realized you were the one he wanted to be with for the rest of his life.

He has this need to prove to you that he is a fit partner, Like showing you he can cook, has his own place, very responsible with his money and what not.

The type of guy to send you a million snaps a day. He will literally show you everything he did that day and wants the same in return.

Every date with him somehow includes a physical activity. Going out to dinner? chances are Yuuji will see an arcade and more specifically the DDR in the background.

NSFW

In terms of sexual stuff, Yuuji seems like a top, but has definitely thought about bottoming and upon trying it- was not into it. Does not matter if you're much bigger than him or not, he will top you. However, Yuuji is rather submissive when it comes to his partner, he will say yes to whatever it is you want. You want him to be soft and gentle, he'll do it. You want him to absolutely wreck your ability to walk, he'll do it.

The first time Yuuji tried stuff with a guy, he for sure looked up if it would hurt and read that anal could be very painful, was TERRIFIED that he would hurt the guy. Definitely was asking with every movement if he was okay. With you he's more confident, but still askes if you're okay throughout the event.

Man is simple, likes very intimate positions where he can see your face. Heavily into pleasing you, he tries any kinks you're into even if he's not that into it. Loves being praised, it just does something to his brain, in that same line- any sounds you make go straight to his dick. Really enjoys marking, is proud to cover you in them too.

The type of guy to enjoy eating you out, like fully sit on his face. Plus it helps his dick slide in smoother.

Yuuji will lose his mind if you say you want to milk him. Yuuji usually never thinks about his own pleasure, so when you want to pleasure him until he's empty, mans is not readyyyy. Just stutters out an okay and proceeds to go stupid when you start.

Conclusion

Yuuji loves you entirely. Trusts you 100% and would do anything to keep your life stable and happy. Yuuji just wants to grow old with you tbh, so in love with the idea.

If you were to break up with him, he would be devastated, unable to continue on for a long time. I mean he placed his everything into you, why would you do this to him?

all in all, it is a very stable relationship as long as you don't take him for granted because he is prone to letting people use him.

F. Megumi

Definitely did not care you were male. Megumi cares about a person's mentality, their goals and dreams, the way a person carries themselves. When Megumi met you, he found you quite attractive, your drive is what lured him in and from there his feelings developed.

Megumi is subtle in showing his affection. Little touches here, sticky notes meant just for you, always carrying 'extra' snacks. It actually might take you awhile to notice his affections for you, simply because it is so subtle. Megumi seems like the person to wait until you confess. However. Megumi would confess if he gets pushed to or knows he won't get rejected.

Once he confesses, his love is soft and soothing with a hint of awkwardness. Megumi in the beginning would be showing affection through words and small acts of service, always telling you how much he appreciates you and doing things for you. Some of these things would be things like picking up snacks for you, doing your laundry, leaving you some of his clothes. He likes to do these things without you knowing because I think it lessens the embarrassment he feels doing it.

Even if you are in a long term relationship with him, he always gets flustered by you. Megumi is naturally reserved, so telling him I love you with sincerity will cause him to malfunction. Poor boy freezes and stutters around his words while avoiding eye contact.

Now, physical contact in this relationship is a tell tale sign of how much Megumi trusts you and loves you. Megumi is the type of person to reserve physical touch for someone he completely trusts, so with you, this will let you know his true feelings.

Touch would start with closeness at first, just grazing hands or bumping knees, but would develop into hours of intimate cuddling because he's touched starved. KISSING, oh my lord- his kisses tell you everything he feels. so intense, no matter how soft he kisses you.

if you're a sorcerer, Megumi is the type to go on missions with you, but doesn't complain if he can't go with you. However, worries a lot and contemplates going after you. Unlike Yuuji, who would go to literal war, Megumi trusts your strength a lot. The only time he is like yuuji is against a particularly strong curse. Loves fighting together though, it shows how much you trust him.

NSFW

Megumi gives me verse energy. Like he was a top for a long time, asked you if he could bottom once and was surprisingly into it. So now when the mood arises, its whatever you guys are in the mood for. You guys often take turns.

His first time was with you- Megumi just seems like a late bloomer and you were the only person he did stuff with. He's very gentle because he knows it can be painful, I think sexually his fear is not being good enough for you, so give him as much reassurance as you can.

Now this boy is rather kinky despite his personality. Loves when you beg, drives him mad to hear your pleas and whimpers. Likes the pain of you needing something to hold onto when he tops which results in scratches down his back and the pulling of his hair. Doesn't think condoms are necessary because you're the only person for him in his eyes- aka likes breeding. When he bottoms, he enjoys riding and wants to see your face as he does. Do not get it twisted though, he's very much into you messing him up and railing him.

SEND THIS BOY NUDES. DO IT. Mans will sprint home if he has to. Don't do it too often or he'll get used to it. Maybe like once every two-ish weeks. Or better yet do it while he's on a mission. Megumi always tries to answer you, so expecting something serious, he short circuits when its just a pic of you in some underwear he thought he ripped the last time you guys were intimate.

Conclusion

Shy boy into some kinky things with his partner. It might take him some time to develop a deep relationship with you because he's scared you'll leave, but as long as you provide him the security he needs, he'll stay by your side indefinitely.

If you were to break up with him, you're just like his dad in his eyes and the betrayal would result in him locking many people out. Unlike Yuuji, who's emotions pour out of him, many wouldn't know Megumi is barely scrapping by.

G. Satoru

Gojo doesn't give a rats ass how you present yourself, he lives by the motto "a hole's a hole." What truly would make Gojo invest in more than casual hooking up is your personality. Gojo needs someone who doesn't need him and doesn't care about who he is in the sorcerer world. Someone like that would capture his eye rather quick and this man is like "Eh? I'm GOJO SATORU, you know top dog?" and you would just blink and go back to whatever it was you were doing.

Shows off so much trying to impress you. "ne ne (Y/n) did you see me squash that special grade into dust?" *sigh* "Yes Gojo, I also saw you split one into a thousand pieces and turn another into a ball." so unamused by his abilities.

The one time he saw amazement cross your features is when he was playing the piano (I feel Gojo's other talents were never looked at and everyone saw him as this god like being, all he wants is someone to look at other things he can do.) and his heart skipped a beat. Because his first goal was just get into your pants, he was quite surprised you were more interested in his normal talents. This is where he begins showing you his real side, still a teasing man child, but he begins asking you about your interests and seeing what you have in common.

The more he learns, the harder it is for him to find a way not to commit to you. You see Gojo subconsciously looks for a reason to leave, he hates being tied down and is super flighty. Then there's you, ticking all his boxes without even knowing it. There's only been one person to do that.

So he takes a leap and goes for it. He's still scared that he'll get burned like last time, but he's willing to try.

One of the requirements to being with Gojo is you need to be strong in your own right. Gojo is an extremely powerful man with many enemies, so his partner must be able to handle themselves. Being a sorcerer, Gojo would B E G you to go with him on literally every single mission and would throw the biggest tantrum until you say yes. Sometimes when he's being particularly childish, he'll stop fighting the curses to watch you do it. "You can do it (Y/n)-chan, if you win I'll give you kisses." Takes everything in your power not to launch your technique right at him as he sits there with his shit-eating grin.

This man in the beginning of your relationship is immediately extremely handsy. Just all up on you all the time, but little do you know is, this is really a protective measure for when you're out of the house. At home, he's still handsy, but you can just feel how different it is. He'll come and fall asleep on you, stand behind you when you're doing your skincare routine, always following you around the house.

Overtime, you'll become his place to rest when he needs to recharge. You're the only time Gojo gets a break from being at the top. It makes you wonder if he ever truly gets to be normal.

Overall, Gojo's love is deceptively delicate because his personality is quite childish, he uses it as a mask to hide how he's really feeling. So you might think everything is going swimmingly until he ups and leaves you. Once he starts showing you that real side of him, that's when you have him wrapped around your finger.

NSFW

This man is incredibly horny. His stamina is very high and he's very kinky. Gojo is a dominant verse whore. It doesn't matter if he's taking or giving, he's always in control. Honey you were not first and you might not be the last, this man is very confident in pleasuring you.

Gojo like I said, is incredibly kinky. He enjoys degrading you, overstimulating you until you beg him to stop, he wants to break you and make you only crave him. Seriously, you might want to think about a safe word because this man won't stop until you're not even speaking coherent sentences. In saying that there are somethings that you can try (key word 'try') to do to make him lose his mind. One of those things is a blowjob, his dick is incredibly sensitive in certain areas, so he'll become a mind-numbed mess if you're good enough. Another is softly begging in his ear and saying how he's the only one who makes you feel this way aka call him your god in bed and he'll bust right then and there.

Phone sex. Legit will call you if you guys haven't been together for a few days and all you hear are his whines and groans. "Guess what I'm doing cutie~"

THIS MAN- you're never safe to answer your phone because one time you opened the snap and it was him lazily jacking his dick. You have a small heart attack every time the notif is a snap from Gojo, just praying you can open it in public and 9/10 you can't.

The type of guy to get handsy in public places. Just in your ear like "Baby pleeeeasssseeeee can we fuck in public, I promise you'll still be able to walk when I'm done."

Conclusion

Gojo is a rollercoaster of a relationship that needs it's rider to be okay with a lot of distance for awhile and sudden disappearances. Without the right criteria, the relationship is doomed to fail.

If you were to break up with him, he would immediately sleep with as many people as he can to numb himself from the pain of having a hole ripped right through him. He'd go back to that childish personality, but you can feel the edge in his words despite his tone.

N. Kento

Nanami gives me 'gave up on the sex of my partner ages ago' energy. Like he has tried relationships with a lot of people and realized all people suck. So you being a man means nothing to him, you just have to prove to him you're not shitty like everyone else.

The type of guy that takes you out on proper dates in the beginning. It's usually dinner because of his job, but sometimes he'll ask you to lunch. Nanami will bring you small gifts like flowers or Knick knacks he thought you'd like.

Nanami likes someone a little younger than himself, probably around 23-24, they still have that idealistic thought process but with realistic foundations. He likes someone who can be serious, but still enjoys things like joyrides or going out bowling.

Nanami is a very uptight guy, so you're going to have to work to get him to relax. When you do, this is when he starts to see you as long time partner rather than someone who is just for fun. Literally goes from stick up his ass, to a big softie that just wants to curl up in bed with you. He'll start smiling more and doing intimate things like bathing together.

Nanami would probably rather have someone outside the sorcerer world so he doesn't have to think about work when he sees you. He wouldn't complain if you were though, gives him a lot less to worry about since he knows you can handle yourself. Doesn't even stress when you go on missions by yourself, he respects your strength.

NSFW

Now Nanami is moderately kinky. He's definitely a top and will not change. He's into ddlb (dom daddy and little boy for my innocents out there.) Very much into control and making you take it, he's not one for brats and will tame that shit right out of you. Doesn't need a safe word, he's very good at gauging your reactions. Really really into deep throating and you better learn how to breathe or you'll be struggling. Likes breeding, so he would be glad you can't have children.

Conclusion

Nanami’s love is traditional and straight forward. He likes routine to a certain degree and that degree ends at stable relationship, everything else is not that fun without a level of risk to him, but he likes that when he comes home, you'll be right there.

if you were to break up with him, Nanami would sigh and say he told himself so. He's hurt, but it'll solidify that people are still and always will be shitty.

R. Sukuna

Sukuna does not do love. period. The only way I could see him giving notice to someone is if they are powerful, someone who can bring him amusement. Sukuna only does thing for his own entertainment end of discussion.

I’m going to be using post-Yuuji Sukuna, so he’s restricted by Yuuji himself and can’t outright cause chaos at all times. This way Sukuna has to spend more time with people than he’d like to, normally he would just kill something once he’s bored, but now he has to deal with them.

Noticed your technique through Yuuji and was amused, much like Megumi, he thought your curse technique had a lot of potential to be devastating. As Yuuji spent more time with you, Sukuna began noticed more things about you, like that you cooked better than Yuuji, were extremely versatile in battle with your technique and so on.

The type to notice your attraction to him and act on it. He can’t really do much since he’s in Yuuji’s body, so he’s going to work with what he’s got. Didn’t care if you’re male or female, he just likes a strong partner so he can go harder during sex.

Your relationship would start with being his toy, something to bring him pleasure that is all. With Sukuna, you must both respect him and not fear him. He’s very big on respect and trust, but hates when someone he views as ‘important’ fears him because they’ll betray him the second they can. Everyone else can fear him, he doesn’t care.

Sukuna is also highly unpredictable and unstable, be prepared for death at a moments notice tbh. He’ll kill you if he feels like it. In a deeper relationship, Sukuna is a hard pressed tsundere, saying things quite harshly. Saying things like, “Here brat, I don’t need you breaking just yet.” “Dumbass, that curse was stronger than you.” “I took care of them because you’re weak.”

Trust between Sukuna and you is a game of high stakes chess, one wrong move and you’re nothing but trash to him. However, succeed in earning his trust and you’ll be rewarded with a loyal man. Though Sukuna hates showing vulnerability, so he’ll treat you the same in public places that he would treat anyone else. Alone, he’s alright with whatever as long as it doesn’t annoy him.

Surprisingly protective. He’ll kill curses he deems are a problem to you or rip a person limb from limb if he found a hair missing from your head. Doesn’t understand why you don’t let him handle it, he’s way stronger than you.

Is almost never soft with you unless he’s extremely tired or just waking up. Holding you as close as he can and telling you not to go. Don’t bring it up either, he’ll end you if you tell anyone.

Will never tell you, but likes touching you, you’re very soft compared to him. He’s the type of guy to have callous from years of fight and doesn’t really care about his skin to much because he’s a God in his eyes.

Would rather surrender himself to a church than admit he gets slightly giddy when you remember small details about him. Like this man has a lot of history, so when you know a tiny random detail about him, his non-existent heart shutters a little.

Nsfw

This man is extremely kinky during sex. I pray for your well being because honestly I don’t know if you’re going to live through sex with him. A dom top period, that last person to even insinuate they could top him was added to his innate domain permanently.

He’s into completely dominating you and make sure you know he owns you. B I G into impact play, slapping you a lot until you’re a beautiful red. Degrading and humiliating you, honestly would let people watch so they know that you’re his property.

Actually really likes his partner to be a brat, man loves breaking you and turning you into a submissive bunny just for him. Honestly he just likes pushing people beyond their limits, like really into emotional play, he wants to see your expressions when he does something. Ooo objectification, will use you like a foot stool and sit on you. Man in general will work you hard.

In saying all that, immaculate aftercare because he knows your mind is too far gone to remember him being this caring and soft for you. Literally bathes you and gets you into bed curled up on him. Also makes sure your body didn’t sustain a lot of damage during sex.

Do. Not. Taunt. Sukuna. It will not end well. “Huuuh? You think you can handle more little boy?” Eyes narrowed and smile too tight. You’ve awoken the beast and he’s not going to leave anything unbroken.

Conclusion

Sukuna’s love is... well a bike ride through hell? To be honest you’ll never know if he loves you. Everything about him is highly unpredictable and dangerous, you could end up as worm food in seconds.

Breaking up with Sukuna... you’re joking right? You don’t have the balls to tell a man who could split you into a million pieces with a flick of the wrist, you’re breaking up with him , right?

Seriously he’ll kill you, no hesitation. It’s either realize you’re stuck with him or die. I think most people would assume he never cared at first, but he did care and now you want to leave him? Absolutely not. He set everything down for you and he’ll be damned if he lets you live without him.

T. Aoi

(First and foremost- why is it so hard to find Toudou headers.)

Okay, I’m sorry but Toudou to me is a straight guy, so I can’t really see him with a male. But, if it were to happen, I think it would go like this:

Being childhood friends with Toudou, you were used to his eccentric personality and sometimes extreme antics.

This man is EXTREMELY comfortable with you. You guys grew up together, so some of the things you guys do together would definitely be seen as way too much for friends. I’m talking sharing the same bed, bathing together, using each other’s things without permission. To you guys, you’ve been doing this since you were little, so neither of you think twice.

I think there would be a trigger that would make Toudou realize he’s more into you than being friends. Like maybe someone flirting with you, he’d at first think he’s being replaced as a friend, but it’s much deeper than that. Definitely debates in his head about what he’s feeling toward you. After going back and forth with his type of girl in his head, he’ll come to terms with it.

This is when he’ll start noticing things he’s never payed that much attention to before. Things like how small you’re compared to him, the way clothes fitted to your body, how pretty you actually were and most important difference- how he’s never noticed you have the fattest ass he’s ever seen.

Seriously this man’s sexuality went from women to women + you.

Toudou isn’t the type to wait either, as soon as he knows how he feels, he confesses. He’s the type of guy to say “take it or leave it, that is how I feel.”

You kinda just stand there. Like, huh? Toudou are you feeling okay? Have- have you been cursed? There’s no way, Toudou middle name pussy pounder Aoi just said he was into you romantically... right?

After the shock, you reciprocated his feelings and began dating.

Now, this man- S U P E R affectionate and devoted. Always wanting to hold hands or link arms. He loves cuddling and playing with your hair while you sleep on him. Puddy in your hands if you give him a massage.

Toudou is immensely dedicated. He knows your favorite foods down to the amount of salt you use on your fries, knows what sizes you prefer for hoodies, shirts, button ups and so on, and this man knows your favorite movies by heart.

He’s the type to buy you something simply because you said it was starting to give you problems.

Lovvvvessss dates. I mean he’s a hopeless romantic, he wants to take you on really cheesy dates that you’d see honeymoon couples go on.

The type to want to match clothing or jewelry.

If you’re a sorcerer, he’s wanting to train everyday, he likes seeing you in action. Double points if you can match him in strength too. He respects your strength enough to not worry about you, he’s confident in his S/o’s abilities.

NSFW

Top. Enough said. Ok but seriously, he wants to clap you cheeks so bad.

Toudou has the biggest size kink too, I’m talking like he’s the type to point right at your navel and say “I’m right here baby~ can you feel me filling you?”

His definitely into railing. His favorite position is the mating press, allows him to hit deeply and as hard as he wants.

Lovesss when you whine and beg. He wants to see how much you can take before your begging him to let you cum.

The type of guy to leave your ass a nice reddish purple color. Just two big ass hand prints on you ass and hips.

✨i m m a c u l a t e✨ aftercare. It’s almost like he’s worshipping you when he’s cleaning you up and making sure you’re taken care of.

Conclusion

Being with Toudou is like being with an Aries, he’s high energy and can get easily bored. He enjoys someone who excites him both mentally and physically. Loves a challenge. Toudou’s love is like a concentrated ball of sunlight, it’s hot and bright. He’s overly devoted to you and tells you how much you mean to him all the time.

If you break up with him, he’s the type to hold his head high until he’s alone and then he breaks down, crying into his hands. Thinking, “Was I too much?” “Maybe I wasn’t enough?” He’s confident, but he’s still a person with insecurities.

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