#I Can't Think Straight

[padmaddean]

Pride month Day12

Tala & Leyla I Can't Think Straight (2008)

[neosvcr]

"oh baby, i know," sungchan coos condescendingly into your ear, as he coaxed your second orgasm of the night out of you with his fingers. he presses a soft kiss to your forehead, the gentleness of his words and kisses contrasting with the lewdness of his fingers scissoring in and out of your soaked cunt. and the way he smirks when he notices the way unshed tears fill your eyes, threatening to flow down your cheeks and the way you squirm underneath him. "am i teasing you too much, love? want me to fuck you now?" he says softly, chuckling when you whimper and nod your head in response. he pulls his cum covered fingers out of your cunt, shoving them into your mouth. his breath hitched when you swirled your tongue around his fingers, ducking your cum off of them like the good girl you are.

sungchan takes his cock into his hands and tapped it on your clit, making you jolt and whine a little bit. you reacted so well to him, always taking whatever he gave you and that's one of the things he adored about you. "so fucking pretty," he coos as he observed the strings of your arousal connecting your cunt with the tip of his cock. he impatiently spreads your thighs wider apart before slowly sinking into you, groaning softly as he bottoms out. he lowers himself and presses kisses onto the corner of your lips, taking in your pretty whines. "t- too big.." you gasp, causing him to chuckle.

"too big," he coos condescendingly, stroking your hair before slowly thrusting in and out of your sopping hole. "too big? but you're gonna take it for me, right? gonna be a good girl?" he breathes out into your ear, chuckling darkly as your nodded. you never fail to amaze sungchan with how willing you are to please him, to make him feel good.

it doesn't take long until he's drilling you into the mattress, the glazed over look in your eyes filling him with the desire to fuck you absolutely stupid. and you just won't shut the fuck up. "am i fucking you dumb on my cock already, baby? tell me how good it feels.." he whispered shakily into your ear. "come on baby, tell me," he began slowing down, brushing your hair out of your face and pressing a kiss onto your forehead. "love it, feels so good," you respond through the most adorable whimpers.

"yeah?" he smirked, giving you a particularly hard thrust. "you love my cock? want me to fill you up? make you a mommy? fuckin' take it then princess, take it for me." he begins rambling in your ear, the feeling of you wrapping around him, all wet and warm drawing breathy moans from his lips. and he does exactly that. he fills you up just like he promised, but he's not done with you yet.

[uuuhshiny]

Vladimir Verevochkin in Code name: Cranes

Boy

[azarovas]

I was just thinking. You're gonna need a bigger place. Why?

I Can't Think Straight (2008) dir. Shamim Sarif

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[bsdtual]

This chapter drove me insane wtf

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[hywenhei]

BLOW TO THE HEAD: Slurred Words | Passing Out from Pain | "I can't think straight."

Whumper loves to use their most reliable interrogation method on a particularly stubborn Whumpee. Everytime Whumpee gives them a "wrong" answer to their question, they slam their head down into the cold interrogation table. How many questions can Whumpee get through before they start seeing stars?

"Whumpee, for the love of god, do not try and bullshit me with that "I'm fine" business again!" "But, I've got to..." "You literally can't even form a proper sentence!"

A concussed Whumpee that is forced to stay awake for their own good by Caretaker. Their ears are ringing and their hair feels sticky with blood and Caretaker keeps asking them confusing questions that they just can't focus on and all they want to do is go to sleep.

How did Whumpee get a concussion in the first place? Were they pistol-whipped? Were they hit with the hilt of a sword? Were they given a drug that caused symptoms of a concussion? Were they given a knockout punch to the jaw?

see y'all tomorrow for day 11!! ✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧

[sednas]

EXCUSE ME WHAT THE FUCK ⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️

[first-and-last-neocount]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Deadpool (Movieverse), Wolverine (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Logan | Worst Wolverine (Deadpool Movies)/Wade Wilson Characters: Logan | Worst Wolverine (Deadpool Movies), Wade Wilson, Blind Al (Deadpool) Additional Tags: Pre-Relationship, Animalistic Logan | Worst Wolverine (Deadpool Movies), Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Post-Canon AU 2: Traumatised Boogaloo Series: Part 7 of Neocount's Whumptober2024, Part 1 of Yeah, You Bleed Just To Know You're Alive Summary:

With the voices of his past mistakes snapping at his heels, Logan can’t trust the safety of this new world. Seeing how much his new roommate is struggling to settle into this alien sense of peace, Wade suggests that Logan try the merc’s own usual solution - go kill some bad guys to shut the voices up. Logan knows it’s a bad idea, but that’s always been his favourite kind.

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Yesterday’s fic is up, one day late! Kicking off a new series with this one :)

[themetaphorgirl]

Whumptober #10: Lockwood and Co

No. 10: BLOW TO THE HEAD

Prompted by @eveningstar477

Slurred Words | Passing Out from Pain | "I can't think straight."

Lucy and Lockwood are both way too stubborn for their own good, so when they disagree about how to handle his latest on the job injury it doesn't go particularly well.

Lucy sighed heavily, her irritation beginning to dissipate. “You scared the shit out of me,” she said. “And the blood’s never going to come out of that shirt.” “I’m sorry,” he said. He caught her hand. “Please don’t be angry with me.” She brushed his fringe back from his forehead; there was a massive knot rising, already bruising red and purple. “I’m not, I’m just…disappointed,” she said. “Oh, that’s worse, Lucy.” George dumped the first aid kit down on the table. “So what exactly happened?” he asked. “Lamp,” Lockwood said morosely. George rubbed his temples. “What the fuck do you mean, lamp?”

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[blacknekolucky]

Hi can somebody give me sapphic film recommendations? I want something new to watch and I am out of ideas

[moonlight0934]

Friendly Fire

Charles looks up at Alex, blinking slowly. He looks tired, but Alex still forces him to stay awake.

“Come on, you have to keep your eyes open. We’re going to get you out of here, but you have to work with me,” Alex whispers, and Charles gives him a crooked smile.

“I’mm ssory,” he mumbles, and Alex’s heart clenches.

Alex has to bite his lip to keep the thoughts out of his head in case Charles can still hear what he’s thinking. He refuses to think that Charles is going to die, not when he can still hear Alex think it. Not that he has any way of knowing if he can or not.

Alex blinks, and Charles’ eyes are closed, or maybe he got too caught up in his thoughts. He taps Charles’ cheek insistently, then rips his gloves off so he can feel Charles’ pulse. It’s thready under his fingers.

“Guys, I think he’s going into shock. Are we having any luck?” he calls.

“No, there’s nothing, and I don’t know how to get us out of here,” Moira replies, sounding completely frantic.

Alex grabs Charles’ face, more sand sticking to his face, and Alex’s fingers.

I hate the sand, and I’ll be happy to never see sand again after this.

Charles’ eyes drift open, but he doesn’t seem to be looking at Alex, more past him. This time he doesn’t speak, instead he just projects his thoughts. Alex isn’t sure if he’s the only one that can hear them, or if everyone can.

The sky is so blue. Was it this beautiful earlier? I didn’t notice.

“Hey, I’m glad you’re back. Just don’t fall asleep, ok?”

Charles turns from the sky to Alex with a soft smile on his face.

I’m alright, don’t worry about me.

Alex chokes out a laugh.

“Oh, only you could say that after being shot, and not having any way to get to medical help.”

The corner of Charles’ mouth turns up, though his eyes are getting glassy again already.

“Charles.”

His face is red, sand in his hair, across his face, crusting around his eyes. Sweat coats his face, and his eyes are rapidly dulling. He looks like a wreck, and Alex can’t help how scared he feels at that moment. Charles frowns.

“Srry,” he slurs again, his face pinching together.

“No, I’m sorry. I was trying not to think too loudly.”

Charles reaches up with a shaking hand to touch Alex’s cheek. Alex feels a rush of calm that soothes his fraying nerves.

It’s not as good as normal.

“You don’t have to make me feel better. You should save your strength. You need it.”

Charles smiles, the creases on his face not going away. He looks like he’s in more pain now. His eyes drift to the left of Alex. Suddenly all Alex can see is Raven. She can’t be older than fifteen, and she’s leaning against a counter. She’s laughing, and Alex can hear the sound ringing in his ears.

“You’re ridiculous. You know, you could use your powers some other way than just figuring out what people think of you.”

“You always judge me, but I don’t think it’s fair to read people’s minds indiscriminately.”

“Yeah, I guess that’s fair, but how do you justify today?”

“It was an accident. I didn’t think that person thought I was… nevermind. I don’t want to repeat what I heard. You know I can’t always choose, and sometimes I can’t help it.”

Raven hums, looking down.

“So, what are you going to do about it?”

“Nothing, his personal thoughts shouldn’t affect my actions.”

The scene rapidly changes. Suddenly he can see Charles’ living room as though he’s sitting on the couch. A woman that Alex doesn’t recognize walks in.

“Charles, what are you doing up at this hour?”

A book drops into his lap.

“Sorry, Mother. I was just studying. I lost track of time. What were you doing out so late?”

“That isn’t an appropriate thing to ask me. Mind your own business, Charles. You need to learn to control yourself. Go to bed.”

“Ok, sorry, Mother.”

Why didn’t they love me? Why did she leave? Everything hurts.

Alex feels tears streaming down his face as the beach comes back into view.

“Charles, I’m so sorry. I’ll be here. I won’t leave you.”

Charles’ eyes are closed, but Alex doesn’t think he’s asleep. He can still feel the rush of emotions that are definitely not his. Tears continue to pour from his eyes, and he’s not sure whose emotions he’s getting overwhelmed by at this point. He puts an arm around Charles’ shoulder, not aware of if he can even feel it at this point. He’s desperate to do something, anything to make Charles feel better, or just a little less distressed. A single tear falls down Charles’ face as he opens his eyes again.

I can’t feel my legs.

“I know, I know. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry about everything. We’re going to get out of here.”

I can’t… I.

Alex tips Charles’ face to make Charles look at him.

“Hey, I know. We’re going to get you out of here. I promise, we’re going to get you out of here.”

Charles sighs, closing his eyes again. Alex doesn’t fight him this time, too busy trying to compose himself.

It’s a few weeks after that when Charles is finally released from the hospital. They haven’t talked about what happened, but Alex can tell that he’s trying to put on a good front. He rolls into his house, looking at the stairs with a frown.

“Well, I’m going to have to make this place a little more accessible, huh?” he asks with a laugh.

Alex sighs.

“Yeah, that sucks.”

Charles’ smile wavers just a little bit.

“Well, it is what it is, huh? For now I’ll just settle somewhere downstairs. Can you get a few things from my room for me?”

Alex nods.

“What do you want for me to get?”

Charles gives him a short list before telling him where he’s going to set up. Alex nods, and heads up the stairs to find Charles’ room. He’s been there one other time, but the house is big enough that he always struggles a bit getting around. He eventually finds Charles’ room. After getting some clothes from his closet, he heads to the bathroom that’s attached to the room.

His eyes catch on a collage of pictures pinned on a board that’s hanging on the wall. Most of them are of Charles and Raven, but a few of them are of the rest of them since they got to the mansion. There’s a picture of all of them, one of Alex while him and Charles were talking in the garden. There’s one of Hank and Raven in Hank’s lab, and one of Charles and Erik outside.

Alex finds himself staring at it for a lot longer than he intended to. By the time he pulls himself out of his head, he has to rush through the rest of his task. He comes down with his arms full to find Charles completely still near the doorway of the room he’s going to be staying in.

“Are you ok?” Alex asks.

“Yes, I just… I got stuck on a divot in the floorboards.”

Alex bites his lip.

“Ok, I can’t get around you. I’m going to see if I can just push your wheelchair with my hips.”

He manages to get Charles unstuck, then sets the pile of stuff down.

“I’m sorry, Alex.”

“Don’t be. This is going to be an adjustment. You’re going to have a hard time, and that’s not fair, but we’re going to figure this out together. You’ll get more comfortable with this, just give it time.”

Charles gives him the smallest smile before nodding.

“Thank you.”

“Any time.”

[gearbox-doll]

Whumptober 9-10

Obsession | broken window | bruises | "frame me up on the wall, just to keep me out of trouble"

Blow To The Head | slurred words | passing out from pain | "I can't think straight"

Whumptober submission for today and yesterday, ft Alex! He's cleaning up after entry 14 :3 maybe I'll write a drabble to accompany it later, who knows... (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

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[createandconstruct]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Iida Tenya & Midoriya Izuku & Uraraka Ochako, Class 1-A & Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou & Midoriya Izuku Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Kirishima Eijirou, Uraraka Ochako, Iida Tenya, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia) Additional Tags: Whumptober 2024, Whump, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Whump, Concussions, Parental Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Bakugou Katsuki is a Good Friend, Everyone Loves Midoriya Izuku, Everyone also has severe anxiety over Izuku's well-being!, Post-Joint Training Arc (My Hero Academia), Pre-Paranormal Liberation War Arc (My Hero Academia), All of Class 1-A are good friends Series: Part 2 of Whumptober 2024

Summary:

It happens so fast there’s nothing Izuku can do.

It’s not a villain attack, misfired quirk, or training accident. It’s just him, tripping over his own two feet.

(Whumptober Day 10: Blow to the Head, Slurred Words, "I can't think straight")

[folditdouble]

Women in Film Challenge 2023: [3/52] I Can't Think Straight, dir. Shamim Sarif (UK, 2007)

Thanks to you, I know what I want; and I can’t go back. I want to feel the way I did last night every day. I want to be with someone that, ten years from now, makes my heart jump when I hear her key in the door. And that someone is you.