#I DONT KNOW THESE PEOPLE WHY ARE OUR CHAIRS TOUCHING

[andykilgore]

h elp :((

[starillusion13]

Our Girl

request: "can you do san wooyoung and y/n in a poly they have nsfw and and they love each other but they dont know it until one of them say they like the other two"

Pairing: San x reader x Wooyoung

Genre: Fluff, Friends to lovers, Smut

Warnings: they are caring bestfriends to you😫, mention of insult in public by your toxic crush, lots of kissing, fingering, big San, big Woo, crying, thigh slapping, breast play, praising, comfort, aftercare.

W.C: 4.1k

Note: please I want to thanks to people for reading and reblogging. Reviews are always appreciated. Spread love not hate. This fic is so and so for me Ik😔.

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"What happened, y/n?" San asked you from across the room as soon as he saw you entering the house from the front door. You had a grumpy look on your face visible and almost kicked your shoes aside before placing the bag on a chair and plopped on the chair couch.

He had called you earlier on your way back home and you didn't reply like usual and you were eager to cut the call. And it's very usual for your best friends to ask you about the thing that was torturing you and making you so  dull.

You leaned back and rested your head, closing your eyes as you sighed deeply.

A hand entangled in your head started caressing your scalp and you smiled and hummed to the touch. The hand movements made it clear of the owner of the sweet gestures.

A small smile resting on your face and the man behind you patted your cheeks, urging you to speak.

"I don't want to talk." You said angrily.

"Where were you?"  Wooyoung detached his hands from your scalp and stood in front of you.

"Look at me, y/n." He crossed his arms and stared at you. You refused to look at him and shook your head.

San chuckled and stood up from his place and stood beside his bestfriend. They knew very well that you were exhausted and grumpy with something. After all, both of them being your best friends since college life and also roommates since then made you three closer with each other.

You always felt glad to get them as your bestfriend because they treated you like their own family and of course you tried to do a lot in return as well. Today they have returned early from their workplace.

It's very much clear that they don't let anything happen to you or let anything to slide if that something is causing you problem and now when you are exhausted and snapping at them. They wouldn’t leave the spot unless you are confessing everything.

San crouched down in front of you and caressed your hand, "y/n..." his voice was a scale lower than usual and it was demanding but still you were choosing to close your eyes and ignore them. After all, you wanted some rest after having the worst day of your life. "Wooyoung is asking you something."

"And I said I don't want to talk. Please keep quiet. My head hurts so bad right now."

To your blind vision, San nodded towards the standing boy and the other was quick to go back into the kitchen. San patted your hand and smiled, "it's okay. You don't have to talk with us. But please go and get fresh. I'll prepare a bath for you."

You felt hurt when you heard his soft and caring voice towards you. They didn't do anything then why were you ignoring them. They were just trying to help you out with your situation and trying to lift up your mood. You mentally scolded yourself that if there were some other people then they would have left you long back for your behavior during your down times.

Your eyes flutter open and quickly you noticed how he was still on the floor but his gaze was on you. The look was very endearing but there was something he was hiding. Your mind and eyes are really playing with you today.

"I'm sorry. But Thank you, San."

He shook his head and stood up, "come on. Don't say sorry. You are disturbed with something and it's okay to be like this with us. I don't mind. But come fast upstairs, I'm preparing the bath for you." He patted your cheeks and with hurried steps, he disappeared towards the stairs.

Craning your neck, you saw a familiar back of a figure in a black tshirt and trouser busy in the kitchen. You pressed your lips and went into the direction to find him placing some boxes on the countertop.

He looked up and smiled, "y/n?"

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay. But are you okay? Where were you though?" He asked you before placing the last item in the corner and leaned on the counter.

"Oh...don't ask about that. It's a nightmare to be in today's situation. Please Woo, don't ask me this again."

He shook his head and stared at you," no y/n. If you don't share with us then how come we'll sort out the problem. You know very clearly how I hate seeing you like this."

Taking a grape from the bowl, he swat your palm before taking it away. "Go wash your hands."

Rolling your eyes, you took the water bottle, "I'm just going to freshen up. Eating a grape wouldn't have matter much." After a small gulp of water, your throat felt like to cool it down.

His eyes followed your every movements until your eyes met his, "what are you looking at? I know I probably look like a shit right now."

"You look beautiful...always." He whispered the words but loud enough to make it audible for

you. You smirked and as soon as you were going to reply him, San called your name from upstairs.

"Gotta go." You laughed when he shook his head at your dramatic exit. But you could hear him say loudly, "come down fast or I won't be keeping any food left for you."

"Oh you will! You know how much I love your cooking."

Your hurried steps could be heard by both of them and the moment you entered your room, you could see San standing with folded hands and staring darkly at you.

"Why were you running? I told you so many times not to run in stairs, it's risky."

You took off your jacket and placed it on the bed and put your phone on the table after plugging it to charge. You smiled, "don't scold me as if I'm a baby."

"Yes you are. You are my baby."

"What?"

"Now come on go inside. The food will be getting cold if you don't hurry up. And that doesn't mean to run down the stairs. Take the bath quickly."

You shoved him out of your room when he was sticked to his spot and scolding you and telling you so many things at once . You had it enough of him and you didn't want to hear a single word more from him.

.

.

.

You were humming a song when coming down the stairs and your gaze fell on Wooyoung and San sitting together on the sofa. They were having some conversations between them and so you tip toed over to the place and stood behind them.

"Boo!"

"Oh gosh!" "Who?!"

You laughed out loud when you saw their surprised faces and you leaned to the sofa for support while laughing. They watched you in disbelief but soon little smiles spread across their faces.

"Y/n."

"So you are scared of ghosts."

San shook his head and nudged the other to follow him while he replied you, " no we are not scared of ghost. It's called getting shocked with sudden surprise."

"Huh! Deny deny. I have seen the look on your faces."

They were arranging the plates on the table and you helped them with bringing the foods over there from the countertop. The smell was already making your stomach growl. They saw your excitement when you noticed they have made your favorite foods.

"Is this because I was snapping at you both earlier?" You asked them and quickly took a bite of the meat. Your eyes lit up.

San nodded and Wooyoung proudly walked to your side and pinched your nose, "yes. I know that only food can make you happy."

"Oh you know me too well. Thank you so much."

"The mixed rice is made by San. He was learning to make it last since Wednesday and finally he made it happen." San smacked his head when he revealed his attempts.

"Thanks. You both are blessings in my life. I don't know what I would have done without you two." Wooyoung sat beside you and San across from you. They both noticed your sigh in the end of the sentence and they exchanged looks.

"Y/n." San called your name in a low tone. You quickly looked up but your hands and mouth was still working on to feed yourself. "Where did you go? Why are you so down?"

Wooyoung quickly added to his sentence "Please tell us what happened."

You chewed the food and gulped a bit of water from the glass, " that guy I mentioned to you yesterday asked me to meet today over dinner after working hours."

They nodded and urged you to continue and so you did while looking down at your plate, "he didn't ask me to spend time with him but for his worst intention. He called over some of my university students and insulted me in front of them. he made fun of me of how once I have proposed him." you brushed back your hairs and sighed again, "it was long ago but still he had to mention it."

San grabbed the spoon tightly in his hold, clenching his jaw with the thought of how to commit a murder. when his eyes locked with the other boy in the room, he noticed he had a similar look on his face like him.

Wooyoung turned towards you and his heart ached when he saw tears falling down from your eyes and San was watching you from across the table. you wiped off the tears and smiled at them before putting a piece of meat inside your mouth, "I should've known before that he is an asshole. it would've been better if I had proposed one of you."

the words randomly came out of your mouth that you didn't notice that the two boys who were keenly listening to you had their ears perked up. proposed to them? the sudden awkward and silent atmosphere got interrupted by your unusual laugh. Wooyoung had an amused expression at your poor attempt to hide your shyness and San urged both of you to eat.

he was waiting for the dinner to end.

No one said anything regarding the last words came out of your mouth but you could feel the tension in the atmosphere when laying down on the couch in the living room after the dinner and both of them sitting near you. San was sitting on the space at the very end of the couch near your feet and Wooyoung was sitting on a chair. both of them staring at you.

you were laying comfortably but when you feel two pairs of eyes---of your bestfriends on you, you rolled your eyes before raising your brows at them, "now, what's up with you two?"

"what do you mean by proposing one of us?" San was the first one to raise the topic. you chuckled and paused the video on your phone and replied, "oh that's nothing. forget about it."

"Y/n...did you see what happened to you when you didn't listen to us about that guy? whenever you ignored us, you got yourself in a new problem." he stated and rested his palm over your ankles. that was a common gestures and you were used to their often skin-ship but today his sudden touch made your body shivered.

you switched off the screen and sighed, "I know and I'm sorry."

"Look y/n. you don't have to be sorry for that but atleast let us know what is bothering you."

Afterall, he is right. they do so much for you and in return, you cant even tell them your problems.

you glanced at both of them and closed your eyes, "It might sound weird but I...have feelings for my best friends. please I know or maybe don't know if you both have girlfriends or boyfriends or anyone but it's just i had to tell you to take off this feelings away from my heart."

you bit your lips and cursed yourself again. is this going to end your friendship between you three. No, right? oh gosh. what have you done? you inhaled sharply and pulled your legs to get off the couch but you got halted.

Someone grabbed your ankles and pulled your legs straight. your eyes fluttered open and you looked at him confused but the look on his face was so unpredictable. it was dark yet somewhere a caring and protectiveness was surrounding him. you looked towards your side to find Wooyoung standing with crossed hands over his chest.

"It's not weird to have feelings for someone so obvious." Wooyoung stated and stared at you darkly.

you blinked, "what do you mean?"

"Y/n...if i say the feelings are mutual." he said and glanced at the boy sitting beside your feet. you looked over to him as well to find him nodding at his words.

"Are you serious? really?"

Wooyoung laughed at your wide eyed look and crouched down beside you to flick your nose, "yes baby. so what do you say? shall we?"

"shall we what?" you tried to get up but Wooyoung pushed you down by pushing down your shoulders against the leather. "what?"

San chuckled and shook his head, "Woo... not now."

are you thinking right? they are wanting the same thing like yours right? come on...its been so long you have get off yourself and you have never been laid off. but what if they want something else and you are just depicting the situation in a wrong way.

"Please...it's now. I want it now." you whispered the words to them. they both stared at you after hearing it.

"Do you know what you are asking for?" San's grip tightened with the words from his mouth. Your anticipating eyes and the way you licked your lips when slowly nodding towards them made him lose his mind.

Wooyoung chuckled and you looked at him, "you are asking for something which can change every dynamic of this relationship." You again nodded at his words.

You grabbed his wrist and squeezed it, "I know...please."

The way you looked at him, as if you lured him towards you and he was quick to attach his lips onto yours. A lot of thoughts were storming inside your mind but the top of everything was that your best friend was kissing you. You agreed to kiss—to do everything with your best friend.

He had immersed himself into the moment but you were staring at him, your palms resting on his cheeks, entangling with his hairs and smoothing over the neck and then when you felt a separate set of hands fondling your thighs. You were gasping for the lack of air but the one kissing you had no intention of leaving you at anytime soon.

You pulled him away from you and you breathed heavily, "I would have died of lack of air, Woo."

His laugh echoed inside the wide room and he kissed your cheek. San leaned forward to hovered on top of you. The movements caused your top to ride up a little exposing little part of your stomach. San smiled at the sight and kissed on the exposed flesh making you giggle and he soon pressed his lips on yours. His kiss was sort of hungry than the other one. He was alternating between kissing your jaw, your throat and cheek. His palm over your breast squeezed it lightly, earning low moans out of your mouth.

"Y/n...if you continue making those sounds then I might have you in such a ways that you can't even think of." San whispered into your ears while resting on top of yours.

"Then have me like that." You said and smirked at him.

He chuckled and pecked the tip of your nose, "you are so bad, baby."

You smiled and felt him pulled you upwards with him to let Wooyoung sit behind you. He hugged you from behind and snuggled in your shoulders and murmured sweet praises in your ears. You patted his head with one hand and San kissed your other one which was intertwined with his.

"Is it your first time?" San asked you before slowly pulling down your short and caressed your thighs. You nervously bit your lips and shyly nodded.

A nervousness appeared on your face and they both noticed your sudden change in behavior. And Wooyoung kissed your ears, "what happened? Do you want me to stop? Just say it, y/n."

"No!" You quickly denied. "It's just I don't know if I can handle this or any."

San cupped your cheeks and smiled, "it's okay. We won't cross the limits. Just two for us okay?"

"Hm..."

Wooyoung's hand disappeared under your top when he unclipped your bra to feel your breasts got loose in his hold. He bit your neck and kissed away the pain. You were so lost in the moment that you didn't notice San had put aside your panty to insert a finger when you gasped.

"It's okay, y/n. You are okay." Both of them praised you. San groaned when he felt you clenching around his finger. When he felt your sensitive skin filling up his fingers with slick, he smirked and added one more fingers and started pumping at a higher speed.

"Oh gosh! Just look at her face, San. She is already done with just fingers. How will she last with us inside her?" His laugh echoed in your ears.

"Stop it!" You whined and San chuckled, "do you want me to stop?"

"No! I mean I can take you both. It's just...feels too good."

"Really?" He increased his pace and Wooyoung pinched your nipples and massaged your breasts. Your chest heaving up and down. San noticed your attempt to close the legs around his hand but he held them apart, "don't or I will stop."

"No no please more...please more..I.. I"

"Are you close?" He asked you and you nodded. He slapped your thigh, "use your words."

"Yes yes...please..."

He detached his hands from your core and pulled down his own pants to reveal his hard member and red tip poking at your vision. You gulped at the sight of the size and he noticed your eyes focused on it and ruffled your hairs.

"Can you take it?"

"I think so..."

He pecked you before slowly entering you. You cried out in pain for the sudden stretch. San first had a concern etched on his face but quickly pulled out.

"Are you okay?" He brushed your hairs and cupped your face to look at your teary eyes.

You nodded, "yes...please San."

"Are you sure?"

You nodded and first he entered just the tip. Your breath hitched and you whimpered. Wooyoung cooed at you and grabbed your chin to pull you in a kiss to distract you from the pain. Your palms tightly clutched San's shoulders and he hissed when your nails digging in his skin because of his sleeveless tshirt.

San moved your attention on him and increased his pace when your previous orgasm returned again. You couldn't take him properly but he didn't mind, he was just concentrating on you. He wanted you safe.

Soon, when he felt you clenching, he was sure you were near to come and groaned before pulling you in a kiss. He was both hungry and desperate for you. His thumb rubbed circles over your clit and you whined.

The look on your face when the orgasm hit you was enjoyed by both of them. San groaned at the sight of your blissed out expression.

"You look so hot like this. I can't stop myself."he said and leaned back. “I love you baby.”

“San.” You shyly called his name and he moved your chin up to look at him, “say it pretty.”

“I love you too.”

Wooyoung turned you around when the other one pulled himself out after riding out the high.

You were still in a daze because of the previous activity and he rested your head on his shoulder, stroking your hairs, "it's okay. Take breaths." His other hand pulling down his pants down and soon you felt his tip poking your entrance.

His gestures were always sweet and he was taking time to let yourself relax before he could have you. You hummed in silence and sighed.

He soon felt your breaths were normal against his skin and he used his two fingers to scissor you and painted the walls with your slick. You moaned to his touch and he pecked your nose.

"You are so cute..."

You kissed his shoulder then his neck before facing him in front and pecked his lips. He smirked at you, “it’s seems like you are enjoying this too much.”

“Please…woo…please.”

He caressed your cheek and you snaked your hands around his neck when he slowly entered his tip inside you. When he saw a green sign, then inserted his whole length, stretching you out. He kissed your eyes and pressed his lips onto yours.

“Is it okay? Hurting somewhere?” He murmured softly and caressed your back. Again, his hand went under your top to put his attention on your breasts and you moaned.

He didn’t move and made you still with the right grip on your waist. Tears welled up in your eyes for the unbearable pain but you were constantly nodding to give him the sign to proceed.

But he didn’t. He was enjoying your impatience.

Another pair of hands patted your head and when you looked at the direction, you found San kneeling beside you both and encouraging you to adjust to the length.

You shifted in your place and Wooyoung groaned loudly. As soon as you whined, he grabbed your neck and breast and started moving in a slow pace.

It was building up the euphoric feeling once again, the pain turning into pleasure and your body shaking with every little torture on your nipples. The sensitive skin over your throat and neck was getting bruised by him. Not only him but San was enjoying your skin against his lips as well.

“You are so tight and clenching around me as if you don’t want me to stop tonight. Is it right, baby?” He moaned out loudly.

San chuckled in your ears, “isn’t she so perfectly tight? Like perfect for us.”

His pace increased and you were literally bouncing on his lap. You didn’t have to do anything much because he was guiding you through.

“I..I want to come…please.”

“Do you?” He smirked mischievously and rubbed slow circles over your clit. You nodded aggressively but he grabbed your neck to pull you close and pressed a small kiss, “words baby.”

“Yes yes please.”

“Here you go.” He thrusted deeper until you both come undone. Both of your chests heaving up and down against each other. He didn’t pull out but rested your head against his shoulder and San stroked your hairs.

“Shh…slow down. Are you okay?”

You hummed in reply, earning a kiss from both of them on your head.

“So?… did you just do it to take off my mind from the incident happened earlier?”

San asked you, “did it take off your mind from it?”

You nodded, “but there’s something else.”

“What?” Wooyoung asked you and raised your head to cup your cheeks. He smiled at you and you returned a little kiss.

“Does this sound selfish that I don’t want to choose one of you? But both.” You asked and whined when he pulled out.

“Yes.” San said and glanced at the other one before cracking into a smile, “it will sound selfish if you choose one….as we are not planning to leave you to only one.”

“And no one else other than from us. I love you…I fucking love you so much. My wish came true to have you as my girlfriend.” Wooyoung cheered in the end of the sentence.

“I love you too, Woo.”

You again rested your head on him and closed your eyes, “I’m so tired…but again I need to wash up.”

“It’s okay. You rest here. We will clean you up and we will sleep together.” San said and stood up.

Your eyes opened, “really?”

“Anything for our girl.”

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Read this post, got inspired. Platonic steddie, Enimies to friends, trans eddie, no mention of upside down but it could be pre Upside down.

Steve was pulled into the principal's office by Mr. Norman, the gym teacher who had the pleasure of having the lunch shift. Mr. Norman's other arm was pulling in Eddie, who struggled against his hold.

"Get off of me, man, I didn't even do anything!" Eddie spat at him.

"You punched Steven in the face."

"It was self defense!" Eddie retaliated.

"I barely touched you, Munson," Steve retorted.

"Okay, then it was pre self defense." Eddie bit back.

"Excuse me!" Principal Donner yelled from behind his desk. Eddie and Steve got quiet. "Sit down, both of you."

"Now, explain to me what happened."

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Mr. Norman let go of them and they dropped into the chairs in front of the desk, Eddie giving Steve the dirtiest look he could muster and Steve rolling his eyes so hard his head moved with it.

"He was yelling about... I dont know, his stupid issues with rich people again, and it was getting on my nerves," Steve started.

"The wealth gap, Steven, is an unrelenting problem," Eddie started before Steve cut him off with a "WhatEVER, dude!"

"So instead of engaging in a civil conversation, golden boy here resorted to physical aggression. I'm all for a good fight, but I'm not too keen on getting punished for self defense," Eddie explained to principal Donner.

"Edith, you know our rules about fighting," Steve's eyes flicked over to Eddie, watching him lock up, "You cannot physically assault--"

"Wait, whoa, hold on!" Steve cut in. "Eddie. His name is Eddie."

The Principal let out a belabored sigh.

"HER name is Edith, and she would do well to drop this silly act and come to terms with who she is."

Steve heard Eddie mumble something under his breath.

"Excuse me, Miss Munson?"

"I said--"

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Steve pushed through the double doors to the parkinglot fifteen minutes after most of the school had left. It had taken him a while to explain to coach Becker why he had Saturday detention for the next three weeks.

Across the parkinglot, leaning against the trunk of his car, was Eddie. Steve sucked in a breath and headed towards him.

"Hey." He said once he got close.

"Hey," Eddie shot back, pulling out his pack of cigarettes and holding it out to Steve, taking a drag of the one he already had in his hand. Steve took one with an appreciative nod before bending towards the lighter Eddie pulled out of his pocket.

"So, how'd the coach take it?"

Steve sighed out a stream of smoke. "Not great. Especially when I told him how long."

"Ya know, if you hadn't laughed at what I said it probably would have only been one Saturday," Eddie noted. Steve shrugged and settled in next to Eddie, leaning against the Bimmer.

"Couldn't help it. That was a solid comeback."

"I aim to please." Eddie hummed.

"Look, man, I'm sorry I came after you today. Just sometimes you just have it wrong."

"What, you think there isn't a huge gap between people like us?"

"No, I mean, yeah, maybe in some ways, but my life isn't sunshine and rainbows, you know, I have, like, problems."

Eddie eyed Steve before nodding, "Yeah. you're right. I might have... made some assumptions." Eddie admitted.

"It's okay. I know what my life looks like." Steve replied, taking another drag, blowing out more smoke.

"That was cool, you know, standing up for me like that." Eddie mused, eyes straight ahead. He felt Steve shrug.

"Donner got it wrong. Wasn't gonna let him sit there and... be insulting."

"That's uh... good of you." Eddie cleared his throat, "I'm sorry I hit you, too."

"I've had worse... and I was asking for it. I'm sorry I shoved you like that."

"Yeah, well, no worries. I've had worse too." Eddie replied.

Steve put his cigarette between his lips and held out his right hand. "Truce?" He asked, cigarette dangling.

"Truce," Eddie agreed, shaking his hand.

They were quiet for a minute before Steve began to chuckle softly.

"What?" Eddie asked, grinning at him.

"I just can't believe you said that to him!" Steve said, chuckle rolling into a full laugh that Eddie couldn't help but join.

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is it too early to love you? - part 6

(moodboard made by moi)

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7

summary: readers mom is told about her breakup with james by spencer. he made the mistake of thinking she already knew, but it ended in reader getting annoyed, and later angrier than she was before. 

warnings: our babies kinda fight so angsttttt

a/n: HEHEHAHFIDBIDBEKFBEID i needed to prolong it because this was originally gonna be the last part but the voices were like “NO WE DONT WANT IT TO END” so here we areeee😋😋😋 ily guys sm btw thanks for all the support on this series!!!! ENJOY GANG!!!

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i’ve been confused.

ever since spencer told me the reason for the kiss in his hotel room i’ve been reflecting. mostly on my feelings, which sounds like a load of bullshit but it has to be done. 

‘is it too early to love you?’ 

i didn’t know the answer to the question i’d asked until i found out that it was my best friend the whole time instead of the guy i was with for three years. and that shocked me.

i don’t know what to do about that. 

i wasn’t about to let it influence my ability to work. 

“thanks penelope.” i reached for the door handle of her lair after asking her to research something for a case i was finishing the paperwork for. 

she spun in her chair, smiling brightly. “of course! i love your visits mon ami.” 

i smiled back to her and quickly walked the hall back to the bullpen. 

upon my quick arrival through the large glass doors i was surprised to see my mom talking with spencer at my desk. i was expecting her to come by but not until five. 

my eyes went to the clock and i read that it was ten after five. i must’ve spent more time with penelope than i’d thought. 

“hi, mom.” i walked to my desk and set down the file in my hands. my eyes went to spencer’s briefly before i hugged her. “sorry i kept you waiting. i had to get some information on something.” i apologized. 

she patted my back. “it’s alright, your work is important.” she said in understanding. i pulled away and smiled at her. “why didn’t you tell me you broke up with james?” 

i looked at spencer, with wide eyes. “uhm,” i looked back at my mom. “can we talk about this later?” i asked, reaching blindly into my bag for my car keys. she nodded and pursed her lips. “i’ll meet you in the lobby, i need to give something to my boss.” i told her. 

she nodded. “okay. i’ll see you down there.” 

i watched her leave the bullpen, waiting for the glass doors to close all the way before i was looking up at spencer. “why did you tell her james and i broke up?” 

he looked shocked. “i- she asked about you two because she hadn’t heard about him in a while and was wondering why.” he replied. “i’m sorry.” 

i shook my head and gathered my things and started walking. i spun around to look back at spencer. “don’t go around telling people things that isn’t any of your business.” with that i turned and kept walking, faster now because of the annoyance bubbling under my skin. 

why would he do that?

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“why did you break up with james?” my mom asked over dinner. 

i knew it was coming, i just didn’t realize she would ask as i’m in the middle of swallowing my drink. i coughed slightly and looked away, humming like i had to think about it. “he’s the one who broke up with me.” i told her. 

she frowned. “why? what happened?” 

i shrugged. “he just… got tired of me. he said he couldn’t deal with my job, or me as a whole.” i sifted my fork through the food on my plate. “we broke up like two months ago.”

“why didn’t you tell me?” my mom reached a hand across the small table to touch my hand. 

i gave her a look. “because i knew you’d call him and tell him to change his mind.” she bit the inside of her cheek. “he wouldn’t have anyway.” my eyes rolled slightly. 

she made a sad humming sound. “are you doing okay?” 

i nodded. “yeah, i mean he was kind of a dick because he broke almost all of my dishes, ripped up a bunch of my books and stole my tv after he’d broken up with me, but other than that, i’ve been doing good.” i gave her a tight lipped smile. “i got everything replaced so don’t worry.” i added before she got that sad look back on her face. 

“how come spencer knew about this before i did?” 

i dropped my fork and pressed my fingers into my eyes. “because he confronted me and then correctly guessed what was going on.” my lie was believable because he’d done this type of thing before, and i’ve told her about how strange it was that he could figure me out so fast. 

my mom took a sip of wine. “and then you just forgot to tell me?”

“what? no. i just… kept putting it off. i just didn’t- i don’t want to think about it.” my fingers scratched at the spot in front of my ear. “can we talk about something else, please?” 

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after i’d gotten home from dinner i was calling spencer. he picked up as i was locking my deadbolt and i didn’t give him a chance to greet me before i was saying, “i just sat through the most uncomfortable dinner that i’ve ever had with my mom because of you.” 

spencer sputtered over the line. “because of me?” 

“yes, because of you. you and your big mouth that told my mom my business.” i paced back and forth behind my couch, one arm wrapped around my middle. 

“this wouldn’t have happened if you would’ve just told her sooner.” spencer retorted. 

i scoffed. “oh, so this is my fault now? what a mature way to handle this.” 

“this is all immature, not mature.” 

“i was being sarcastic.” i rolled my eyes in annoyance. 

“we’re both being immature.” he said. 

i shook my head while staring at the floor. “i just wish you wouldn’t have told her.”

“i thought she already knew.”

i looked up and walked back to my room. “yeah well, she didn’t.” i put the phone on speaker as i started to get undressed. 

spencer hummed. “no kidding.” he scoffed and i could almost hear him rolling his eyes. “i already apologized for this anyway, why are you calling me?” 

i pulled a tank top over my head. “i don’t know, honestly.” i picked up my phone again and pressed it to my ear. 

“how do you not know?” 

“i just don’t, okay?” i raised my voice. “sorry.” i sighed, sitting down heavily on my bed. “i just needed to hear you voice.” 

“and the best way to hear my voice was to start arguing with me?” he wondered. 

i nodded. “i just needed to vent, i didn’t want it to turn into an argument.” my eyes watched as my feet slid over the carpet. “i’m sorry.” 

spencer was quiet for a moment. “it’s okay.” he replied. “how’d your mom react to everything?” 

i scoffed a bit. “oh, you mean what did she say about him vandalizing my place?” 

“yes, that.” spencer laughed. 

i smiled at the sound of his voice. i didn’t like to fight with him. that was our first argument and i hated it. “she… didn’t say anything, believe it or not.” i laid on my back. “she did ask me why you were the first one to know.” 

he hummed. “what did you tell her?”

“i told her you just figured it out on your own.” i answered. “she believed me.”

“good. now she won’t have to cope with the fact that you love me more than her.” 

i laughed softly. “know your place reid, i love my mom. you’re second on that list.” i bit my lip, waiting for him to reply. 

“what about your sister?” he quizzed. 

i sighed. “you’re a close second.” 

“just a close second?” he inquired cheekily. 

i smiled to myself. “fine, you can share the podium.” i bargained. 

“i can work with that.” he agreed after taking a few seconds to reply. i could hear the smile on his lips and the way it infected his words. 

i smiled. he was contagious. perfectly contagious. “i’m… i’m gonna go.” i said it hesitantly. i didn’t want to go but i had things to do. not sure what they are yet but i’d find something. 

“okay.” spencer’s voice was softer now. a little quiet and disappointed. “i’ll see you tomorrow?”

“tomorrows saturday.” i reminded him. 

“right.” spencer murmured. “i’ll see you monday then.” 

i hummed in agreement. “see you monday.” 

“okay. bye.”

“bye, spencer.” 

when the line beeped to signal the end of the call i sighed with my eyes closed. why did it have to be saturday?

i called spencer again. 

“it hasn’t even been thirty seconds-“

“do you wanna do something tomorrow? like… play chess in the park or something?” 

spencer stumbled over a reply. “y- yeah. i’d like that.” i smiled widely and sat up. “what time?” 

“maybe noon? we could get coffee and then go to the park.”

“that sounds perfect.” he was breathy but loud enough so that i could hear him. 

“okay.” i bit my lip. “i’ll see you tomorrow.”

“yeah, see you tomorrow.”

“okay. bye… for real this time.”

spencer laughed. “for real this time.”

i smiled at his repetition and hung up. 

[m1sa-w1sa]

Hmm I'm curious about seeing your spin on a yandere Akane Owari and Sonia nevermind~ I hope this request is right up your alley😊😊😊

(WOOOOO!!! Our yandere requests are coming back!! Ill try my best! Hope u enjoy!!

Sonia Nevermind

•So lets start off when you two first met so for example lets say you twi were best friends, and slowly over time she started to develop a crush on you, it was a harmless crush at first but it slowly got WORSE

•Soon you two were out taking a peaceful walk around the park u til you told her something that made her snap

‘Sonia, I know I should’ve told you sooner but.. Tomorrow Im leaving japan and I’m going to [HOME COUNTRY NAME]’

•That made her freak out, realizing how much she LOVED YOU how she NEEDED you and your just..LEAVING?! She had to do something about that she wasnt allowing that!

•Before you left you hugged Sonia tightly but while in the hug you felt a sharp pain on your neck making you dizzy the last thing you heard was

‘ It will all be over soon.. ‘

•You woke up in a fancy house, golden furniture everywhere, but the windows were sealed shut as you were chained to a bed hearing footsteps coming through the door, seeing sonia with a sadistic smile on her face

‘ You’re finally mine dear! All mine.. ‘

Akane Owari

•Most likely you both met by you giving her your food, but she thought you were really cool! And really pretty to..

•She always tried to help you work out a bit, liking your confidence but she also started to develop a small crush like sonia did

•She went for advise to Neckomaru and he said ‘ Go for it! ‘ so she did and this can go both ways, she would take you on a food date setting up a little picnic at [FAVORITE PARK NAME]

‘ Name.. Would you like to be my [S/O]..? ‘

•If you said yes then she would be so happy, hugging you and spinning you around, but she would be very overprotective, if anyone looks at you, touches you, even BREATHES on you their dead, dont you wonder why so many people went missing?

•If you said no then, she would look at you with a blank stare, before you could react she knocked you out cold

•You woke up with cold sweat on your face as you would be tied to a chair and tape over your mouth as your struggled and struggled before the door opened

‘ It doesnt matter if you dont love me… you are MINE ‘

(TY FOR REQUESTING!!! NEXT POST COMING IN A FEE HOURS!!)

[bearieio]

hi spencer lets talk about keegan! 🥰

ummmmm !!! i don’t really think i have much to say about keegan !!!!!!! hmm……. (＾＾＃)

except for the unfortunate fact that i think of him as being a total heartbreaker :(

I DONT KNOW WHY DONT ASK!-

another thing is when the two of you first started going out, and he tried to act like the nonchalant, quiet, and mysterious guy, but failed on like the third date because you mentioned your love for video games. 

now that the two of you are moved in together, he WILL torture you with that voice and those eyes of his.

he’ll sneak up on you and startle you with his deep-toned and booming voice, making sure to get his lips as close to your ear as he physically can. 

he’ll also just stare at you until you notice that he’s staring at you. genuinely scaring you, and giving no context as to why he was staring at you. AND LIKE IT’S INTENTIONAL SO-

toxic loser gamer bf. idk. probably plays overwatch and league/valorant and gets mad and screams into that poor mic of his..

“where’s our GODDAMN lucio?!- w-WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING REIN-“

definitely makes random dad noises…

speaking of dad noises, he has one of those la-z-y boy recliners that has a built in cup holder, back massager, and led lights or some shit

i think he gives off a sort of “older brothers best friend” typa vibe… which ALSO means that he’s definitely a bully and teases the absolute hell out of you.

one day he’ll go to town on some show you seem to enjoy. “isn’t this show for kids?”, “ babe why the fuck does the main character look like that?”, “you’ve seriously watched 3 seasons of this bullshit?-“

and then like the very next day he’ll be like “baby, why aren’t you watching that show you like so much?

MOTHERFUCKER YOU-

also correct me if i’m wrong but isn’t keegan’s love language acts of service? whether it’s big or small, he’ll always want to do something for you!

tying your shoes

opening doors/pulling out chairs

helping you out with the laundry

putting gas in your car

making you a cup of coffee/tea/anything in the morning

helping you out with dinner

taking the time to ask you how you are, if there’s anything you wanna talk about. 

how he loves watching your eyes light up and widen and how your lips will contort into that “stupid little smile of yours” (his words, not mine!), and how you get all excited and your muscles don’t look so tense anymore.

he’s mean but he cares :(

keegan is that person we all know whose literally an endless pit. eating anything and everything in sight (he’s just like me fr).

he will eat tomates whole

and more than likely brags about his “human vacuum” ability to everyone he meets. 

is most likely the person who asks if you’re gonna finish something on your plate you haven’t even touched yet.

speaking of eating everything in sight, when he’s the one making dinner, he’ll serve you 2-3x the amount you usually eat. but he just wants to make sure that you’re okay and eating! (eat your food, people!)

keegan’s just a really crazy silly wacky guy!

he sends you and the guys memes that only he understands.

and he MAKES the memes that only he understands.

the one time you guys can even look his memes without trying to decipher the four color theorem first, they usually look something like this: 

circling back to when i mentioned that he bullies and teases you every chance he gets- he teases you ALL the time, in private AND in public!!!

“babe- it was literally just like that time when you shot milk outta your nose and then you tripped and fell over-” he shouts, in front of the rest of the ghosts

“guys this one time my girl and i were walking somewhere downtown- and- and we saw a lizard scurrying along the ground- and she LITERALLY almost crapped herself-“ 

this guy will almost always automatically bust into a full song & dance routine whenever he hears taylor swift on the radio. 

does he necessarily like taylor? fuucckk no! but IS going to be bussin it down to ‘love song?" fuccckkkk yea!

‘party in the USA?’ you’re curled up on the bed, reading a book, when you’re suddenly transported into a stadium with 50,000 people screaming and the voice of miley cyrus is engulfing your ear canals. minus the fact that you’re not in a stadium, and 50,000 aren’t screaming and jumping around you. it’s keegan and his portable speaker blaring the obnoxiously loud music, while doing backflips n shit on your guys’ shared bed, messing up the sheets and prompting the dogs to come running in right after him.

he’s insane. i love him.

[ktchie]

'WANKER'

Nbc!Ted Lasso x Reader

Smut and Angst

♡other tags!: Dickhead!Ted Lasso // p in v // breeding kink // degrading and praise kink //

♤3k words

◇ if bad man then why dimples? If toxic then why puppy eyes?

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"Why don't we get out of here hm?" What do ya say?" Ted leaned in close to you, eyes half lided and dark under the warm light.

"Cut to the chase of whatever this is and go to right to where we both wanted, how 'bout it sugar?"

You bit your lip, hot underneath his scorching gaze. You could feel it deep in your guts, the familiar coil of yearning and the burn of utter desperation.

"Yeah? And what do we want?" You took a sip on your bourbon and watched as he looked at you up and down, slowly, as if trying to show you on how much he wants you, how much he long to touch you.

"Dont play dumb with me, sweet girl" he answered, voice deep and addicting, a voice meant to be underneath tangled sheets. "You know what we want"

You released a shaky breath "And here I thought men enjoy dumb girls who would fall to their knees if they tell them"

"I ain't like other men, honey" he leaned into you, close, so close you could taste his breath. His arms stayed at the back of your chair, knees knocking into yours. You could see the spec of green on his eyes, count the lashes that flutter on his cheeks and mummble things you know he could only hear.

"Just want ya', smart mouth and filthy tounge 'n all. This ain't our first rodeo, sugar. I know what you're capable of, what you can do with that body of yours. Pretending to be a fool ain't a good look on ya, doll face"

His thumb grace your chin, titling your head so he could get a proper look into your eyes. He traced your bottom lip lightly, breath slow.

"You're a smart girl, yeah? You know I want you. Hell, I would have you right here 'n right now if ya just say the word, honey" he looked down on your bottom lip, parting it slowly with his thumb and groaning lightly when you let him pushed it further into your mouth.

"Good girl, look at ya' bein so good for me. Letting me play with your pretty mouth infront of all this people, ya like it don't ya? Getting off when I use ya"

You moaned into his thumb, cheeks hollowing as you sucked it harshly.

"There we go, show me how much ya want it. Pretty girl pretending you ain't fuckin' dripping for me, suckin' my thumb like a cock. You want it bad dont ya? Answer me"

"Yes" your voice are muffled but Ted nod at your words with a shaky breath.

"Good fuckin' girl" he pulled his thumb off, silencing your whine as he kissed you. Hot and messy and addicting, he pushed his tounge in, licking your mouth and tangling it with yours. Ted's hand gripped your hips, nails digging into your pants as he groaned and chase your breath. You threaded your fingers into his hair, scratching his scalp and arching your back when he pulled you further with a hand on your spine.

He pulled away with a string of saliva, eyes blown wide and half lidded. He licked his lips before he wiped your mouth with his thumb. "You're sweet as a sugar, doll face. Could kiss you forever and die a happy fella"

You smiled at him and Ted's eyes briefly soften before he pecked you once again - sweet and slow and filled with something dangerously close to adoration.

"Lets go back to my place, m'kay? Wanna fuck you nice and slow there, sweetheart" it still shock you how blunt he is with what he wants but you nodded your head nonetheless, clinging to him when he helped you stood up.

You watched your intertwined hands, heart clenching as he traced it with his thumb. You wonder if this is normal, feeling so strongly for a man you barely knew and had only fucked couple of times. You wonder if all the text messages Ted had sent you in a middle of the night meant something, that all his 'i miss you' and 'wish you were here' could actually be real and not only fueled by the lust he couldn't show. But you know it wasn't, that Ted only seeks you for selfish reasons, he would walk by you in the morning and wouldn't bat an eye on your direction but would call you in the middle of the night with labored breath and a tounge heavy with your name.

You hate it, more than anything. But you loath yourself even more for wanting to be with him, to embrace him, to kiss him on his cheeks, to hold his hand on a slow Sunday morning and mummble sweet nothingness on his ear. You had wanted to put a stop on this, to turn your back on him whenever he looked at you with those eyes but you feel yourself getting stuck whenever he even get close to you, as if one footstep of his alone could make you cave and submit and cower on the presence of his smile and fluttering eyes and it does, you know it does. But you wish you didn't and you'll hate it just for a second, maybe even an hour, you'll curse him in your head but you would moan his name on the night, you would clench your jaw whenever you see him but would open your mouth to kiss him. Its a cycle, an insanity you put yourself in over and over and over again, like playing tag of war on something that could not be budge. Its hopeless but some sick sick part of you can't help but hope anyway.

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"Fuck, honey" he groaned into your ear, cock hitting you deep. He held you close to him, face deep in your neck as he buried himself into you with a slow stroke that had your toes curling.

Ted whined and whimpers, pecking your skin and sucking marks on anything he can reach. The way he fucks you feels different tonight, more slower, more closer, more words in your ear that shouldn't be said by someone who would leave in the morning.

"F-feels good, darlin'" he moaned, pulling you close to him further. Knuckles turning white as he push it further on the wall behind your bed post. "Youre made for me, arent ya'?" He asked "just f'me"

"T-ted" you moaned, raising your hips to grind your soaking pussy onto his cock and whimpering when he suddenly pushed your hips down harshly on the mattress.

"Stay fuckin' still if ya don't want me to leave your cunt gaping, yeah?" He whispered into you, hot breath on your ear. "Ya dont want that do ya', pretty girl? Not gonna let your man leave without filling ya up, ain't that fuckin' right sweetpea?" He emphasized his filthy words with a practicular hard thrust that had you muffling a scream.

"See? Going crazy for my cock, pretty pretty girl getting fucked dumb. 'S okay, you're mine anyway right? You're my dumb girl, my pretty fuckin' girl" he clenched his jaw before his grip into your waist tighten. "My best girl, fuck-" he moaned, closing his eyes and pushing his face back into your throat.

"Mhmm!" You moaned, nails on his back and the other on his messy locks. You dig the heel of your feet on the back of his ass, pushing his cock impossibly deeper into your cunt. "T-ted, please.." you begged for something you don't know as you feel your slick drip from your cunt.

"S-shit" he cursed, thumb reaching for your harden clit. "Wet as a fuckin' Virgin, dolly. This how I make ya' feel?" The bastard laugh lightly and you frowned with both pleasure and irritation as you hid your face on his hair.

"Christ, sugar. You can fill up the whole ocean with that cunt of yours" he pulled lightly to slap it with his four fingers, clicking his tounge when you yelped and tried to close your legs "Hold still, just wanna look at it"

You moaned and threw your head back as he slapped it again, pushing both of your thighs further apart to present your soaking cunt.

"You got the prettiest cunt I've ever seen, darlin'" he flick his thumb on your clit, thrust cruelly slow. "Perfect for my spunk, gonna have you drippin' all over the goddamn place tomorrow" he grinned, pulling his hip back slowly before pushing it back in with the same rhythm, chuckling when you whined as he hit your spot.

"Dont even bother to wear panties, honey bunch. Yer just gonna ruin it"

You whined and bit your lip, looking away in an effort to push the side of your face into the pillow. "O-oh fuck. S-so good"

"Yeah? 'S good isn't?" He leaned into your face, as if wanting to kiss you and yet pulling back when you reach for his lips. "Not like those dumbfucks you've been seein' hm?"

Your head might be foggy with pleasure but you didnt miss his words. "W-what? Shit, t-teddy!"

He gripped your hips tight, fingers wet with your slick. "You playin' dumb again, dolly? Ya dont think I dont see those sons of bitches you've been fuckin'?"

You frowned, biting your lip as your nails dig on his nape. You could feel his breath on your cheeks, panting lightly.

You heart hammered in your chest, both in adrenaline and anxiousness. The bigger part of you, the better part, knows that there's nothing wrong with you fucking other men, letting them take you on their flat and sneaking out once the sun creeped up on the sky. But the other part of you, the foolish one, the one that desperately hold onto the little things of affection and stolen glances of Ted thinks that you're doing a bad thing, a cruel thing.

"Wha-what is it to you?" You answered as you arch your back, fat cock drilling into you slowly, sensually, as if he wasn't cursing you with the same mouth he kiss you with. "We're-we're--fuck- we're not together"

Ted didn't say anything but his hand move into your waist, rough palm dancing on your skin. He gripped it tight and pulled away from you lightly, now hovering you - hazel eyes, dark with desire looked down on you. "Youre right, seems like I forgot" he chuckled fakely and you would have been scared if you didnt know the kind of man he is.

"This just a quick fuck ain't it? We both use eachother to get off then forget all about in the mornin'"

"Yeah" you answered breathlessly, closing your eyes as you savored the feeling of his dragging cock inside your cunt. "J-just a quick fuck, n-nothing more"

"Yeahhh.." Ted arch your hips with his hands on your waist and pulled you close to his cock, practically lifting half of your body to hold like a proper fuck toy. "Then ya don't mind if I use ya like a hole, dont ya sweetpea? No point being sweet when we ain't like that right?"

You clenched your jaw and though your heart ache and your tounge yearns for the word settling on the back of your mind, to curl the I love you's and I was wrong, you let your pride take in and the dry tears that you had fallen when Ted couldn't even give you a single acknowledgement or greeting even after all the times you have been together.

"Yeah" you nod your head and stared him defiantly. "Go ahead, 's the only thing I came here for anyway. N-not f'you"

Ted gritted his teeth and as fast as you can blink he was using you, moving you like he would with a toy, fast and relentless and with no warmth touch.

"Yer gonna take my cock like this tonight" he groaned in your ear "Gonna split you open and leave ya after, thats what ya want ain't it?" He gave a harsh thrust, almost knocking your head on the wall. "Want me to use ya like a whore, leave you open with my cum and tuck m-my wet dick back in and throw ya some cash huh?" His large hands, protruding veins gripped your throat lightly. "Fucking girl.." he growled and yet the grip on your throat didn't tighten, didn't even budge with his light hold, as if the words spitting out of his mouth were the complete opposite of his actions - except for the relentless thrust and filthy mouth. He held your neck gently, some part of you want him to do it roughly, to dig his nails on your skin until he marked you with pain and cruelty and bitterness until you could finally finally move on from him.

"S-shit, takin' me so f'kin well" he groaned, leaning away from you and pulling your torso close to his hips. Tightening your thighs on his waist as his hand went to your tummy. "Look at that, don't know why you even b-bother --fuck-- talkin' to those boys when ya know my cock is perfect f'ya"

You arched your back and moaned loudly, feeling his fat cock moving inside your cunt, touching the spot none of your previous one night stand could do.

The hand on your throat dissappear and went to your jaw, pinching your cheeks lightly "open your fucking mouth" he commanded, eyes hazy and dark and mouth agape with heavy breathing. "Open 'em"

You did with a whimpered and you watch as he spit on your mouth, grinning as he watched you swallow it. "Good fuckin' girl, taking what I give ya'" he lightly slap your cheeks before leaning in and taking your tounge on his mouth. His hands went into the back of your thigh and push it near you ear - folding you in half.

You groaned onto his mouth, tummy tingling from the pressure of his cock. "S-so deep, f-fuck teddy~!" You whined, almost crying.

He was so deep, and so so big. Cunt stretch out and weeping with slick, you can feel him kiss your womb, nudging the nerves that had you biting your lip and toes curling.

"Deep huh? My cock filling ya up well dont it, darlin?" He asked, mustache scratching your neck before he licked it slowly, hot and wet and so so fucking dirty.

"Perfect pussy takin' my fat cock so we-well, yeah.." he grind his hips into yours, pelvis wet from your slick. "Could fill ya up nice and easy like this, get you pregnant want that?"

"N-no!" You shook your head but your pussy say otherwise, it flutter and tighten on his cock and the image of you full of his cum makes you slightly feral.

"No?" He asked as if he was nothing but a clueless man, innocent from the filthy things of the world. "But ya would look beautiful with my kid inside ya'" his hand went to your tummy before he pressed it and you sobbed as he did so, the pressure too much and his cock too fat that its tearing you apart.

"Dont ya think so? F-fuck, gonna have you walking around drippin' today, fill ya up so good you'll be nothin' but my cum hole hm? S-shit dolly- thats what ya want anyway right? F'me to use ya? Yer gonna lay here and take my cock every fucking hour and yer gonna be full of my cum, let's see if ya don't get fuckin' pregnant"

You closed your eyes and moaned loudly, nodding with his words but your mind is hazy. All you want is him and his cum and his mouth on you. "Y-yes, please, please!"

Ted groaned as he looked at you then, gaze turning soft and almost yearning.As if a cold water had been dumped on him and had awoken him off from a deep slumber.

He looked away and burried his face into your neck, pecking your sweaty throat. An act so sweet it had your heart aching "please huh? Don't gotta beg, darlin' you know I'm only here for ya"

"T-ted!" You yelled, nails on his back and thighs trembling when he hit your spot harshly. His words only a passing sound on your ear.

"Shhh" he kissed your throat again, as if he wasn't just calling you names and threatening to get you full of his cum. "I got ya' sh-shit"

His rhtym started to decrease then, harsh thrust now slow, gentle again, as if he was your lover. But the weight and pleasure of his cock still the same, still tearing you apart, still spearing you in the inside. "G-gonna cum f'me?" He asked softly,whispering in your ear as he breathed heavily.

"Answer me, sweetheart" He only calls you sweetheart when a day is good and he wasn't pretending he doesn't know you, when he would smile at you sneakily and brush his fingers on your own.

Some part of you wonder how his whole mood had turn upside down but you know its because he was slightly guilty from the treatment he was giving you earlier. Calling you names and using you like you weren't someone he absolutely cherish. Ted may be a dickhead most days and a fucking fool everyday but he wanst someone that would treat you so disrespectfully, you're more than that' he thinks.

"Cum f'me, lovely" he whined in your ear. "Ya can do it, I know ya can"

You shut your eyes tightly and sobbed on his shoulder, the pressure too much and he's fucking you so so good your head is getting dizzy.

The coil on your stomach tighten and release in one single blink, you came with a groaned and bit on his neck. You gush on his cock and yet his pace didn't relent, only making you feel more sensitive and more overwhelm.

"So pretty" he mumbled and peck your forehead, moving the sweaty strand of your hair off your face.

"Prettiest fuckin' girl in the worl-shit, my fuckin girl" he groaned and thrusted inside you with a hard push. "Mine" he stated with a clenched jaw, cock throbbkng inside your wet cunt. "My fucking girl"

You nod your head in his words, your heart full with love and your mind too weak to even think about on why you shouldn't believe him and why you shouldn't be doing this. "Y-yours" you answered with tears on your eyes, pleasure taking over you body and slick dripping down your cunt.

"T-tell me you're mine" he demanded and you hid your face on his neck, the better version of yourself telling you to not say it, that even after today and the sweet words he was saying and the jealousy on his eyes earlier, it wouldn't change anything between you two that he would still ignore you on work and look past you when you smile at him, only seeks you out when he needed something he can pound on, needed someone he can pour his love to.

You're only an object to him for him to use and to dump when he's finished. You mean nothing to him and yet your tounge curled with

"I-im yours, Ted" you say softly as if your heart wasn't breaking. "J-just yours"

Ted came with a loud groaned, burrying deep inside you like he said he would. Mouth mumbling things you know he didn't mean and lips pressing cold kisses on your skin.

And when he leaned away from you and watch as his cum drip down slowly from your cunt, you promise yourself to never do this again. That no amount of warmth and soft kisses and tight embraced could make your heart ache worth it. That no matter how sweet his smile was or how beautiful his eyes are it wasn't as still important as your own feelings.

That his previous jealously meant nothing if he was only mentioning it when he was deep inside you, that he wasn't really possesive of you but instead to the place between your legs.

You didnt look at him when you stood by yourself and went to the bathroom, the loud defeaning slam of the door muffled his calls.

[naushtheaspiringauthor]

Light in the darkness- Nikolai Lantsov x reader

Anonymous asked:

Bro hiiiii

Ok so im here to request smtn cause you are ~wonderful~

So this is Nikolai ye. Imagine King Nikolai having a daughter yea. So one the reader kinda walks thrpugh the palace when she suddenly hears her daughter's voice so she goes wtf?? Cause i left you in the nursery so she kinds panics and starts running to find Nikolai and their daughter just being cool and gossiping and just goofing around. So they speak a bit and then Baam rain! So maybe smtn cute in the rain??

Take watever you want of this and enjoy writing!!

And dont forget you are absolutely wonderful!! And stay hydrated byeee 💙

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Warnings- None really, just a sweet little oneshot for the love of my life;)

A/N- Thank you so much for the request anon! You're absolutely amazing!! Hope you enjoy<3

You sighed as you finally finished doing all your paperwork. You had been sitting in that chair for what felt like an entirely and it had made your whole body sore. So you stretched your back a little before getting up. You got out of the room and went outside to check up on your daughter who was usually in the nursery at this hour.

As you reached the nursery you realized that your daughter wasn't present among the other children. After asking a few of the servants, you found out that she wasn't taken to the nursery today. Panic rushed your body and your heartbeat began to rise. You went around the palace asking people whether they've seen her, but none of them gave you an answer that you had hoped to hear. Your heart began to ache with every step you took and the darkest thoughts started filling up your head. You were passing by the gardens when you heard a giggle, it turned into a laughter.

Then you heard a voice along with it, a familiar voice. With a confused expression you went around the gardens to have a look.  You saw Nikolai sitting on the grass with your daughter in his lap. Nikolai was saying something to her that made her laugh even more and he was grinning along her.  You froze in your steps when you saw the lovely moment they were having.

Nikolai turned around to meet your gaze, "Y/N! look, mommy's here" he looked at you with a bright smile and gestured her towards you.

Your daughter smiled as she saw you and gestured to go up to you. You let out a deep sigh of relief as you took her in your arms and sat down besides Nikolai.

"What are you two doing here?" You asked him with a smile

"Oh I realized that I haven't been spending enough time with this little bunny" he replied as he touched the tip of her nose with his finger. "So, I thought to take a day off and spend my day with her"

"Saints Nikolai, I was so worried about her" you spoke as you gently stroked her hair

"Why's that my dear?" Nikolai gave you a confused glance

"Because I couldn't find her in the nursery or anywhere near" your daughter began to fall asleep in your arms.

You got up and asked one of the servants to take your daughter to bed, as she had fallen asleep. Then you went back and sat close to Nikolai. The weather slowly began to change and dark clouds began to appear in the sky, along with a soothing cold breeze. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder and held you close to him.

"You shouldn't worry so much my dear, I'm here to look after her you know?" he looked deeply in your eyes

"Yeah I know, it's just a little scary sometimes. After all we've endured, it's hard to not have dark thoughts plague your mind" you met his gaze with a saddened look

"I know my love. But our suffering has finally come to an end. We have brighter days ahead of us, ironic, because the weather is quite gloomy at this moment" he let out a small snicker

"Yeah, actually. I find it relaxing, actually" you smiled at his words. "It's really beautiful" you looked around to admire the sky

"Yes, you're right" he replied, with you being completely unaware that he was looking at you. He brought out his hand, and held your cheek in his palm. "After all we've been through, we deserve to enjoy our moments together"

"Yes my dear, we do" you looked at him with a satisfied smile

Small drops of your rain began to fall on your shoulders, but you didn't care. You were enjoying every second of this moment, with him. You gently placed your hand on top of his. "We deserve to live a peaceful life, with our daughter"

"You've been with me through everything, every hardship, every nightmare, every moment when there was nothing around me but darkness. You have been with me in every moment when I couldn't find a way to move forward. You have been my light, my hope in the darkness, y/n. And I would give up everything I have, if it meant for me to enjoy these moments with you." he held your waist and moved closer to you.

"I wouldn't miss them for the world" you spoke in a low voice, almost a whisper. You moved even closer to him and gently placed your lips on his, as more and more rain began to pour over you. You didn't care, you were with him, in his arms, his lips on yours. He was with you, and that was all that mattered.

[hydrangea-mon-amor]

SWEET INJURIES.

Female! Yandere OC x reader

Trigger warning! Yandere behavior, obsessive behavior, non con physical touch, one sided somnophilia. This work also includes the notion of rape. If you are not comfortable with that please do not read further. (Tell me if i need to add more!) DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT

Side note — if you read the trigger warning and still were triggered by the content (or any that I’ve wrote) please message me ASAP and tell me about it. This goes for all of my works, but I do not mean harm writing these stories and the content of my blog are dark and heavy. I DO NOT condone this behavior and if any of you see yourself in a situation like this I urge you to seek help.

Summery! You have the perfect life, good grades, a group of friends and a good home life. In your school the popular girl, Valery Magnolia is the daughter of two famous doctors with a hospital in your city. Valery is trained in the arts of medicine and when you suffer from a serious fall you seem to catch the attention of miss popular.

A/N: I think this is the longest fic I’ve wrote so far, anyways enjoy I’ve had a blast writing Valery’s character. Just to put it out there this pictures are not mine and I’ve found all of them on Pinterest. This is unedited as fuck so don’t be surprised if you see many errors. As time goes by I’ll be able to lick them out and fix them, so for now, just enjoy. ❤️

— AGAIN IF ANY OF THE TRIGGER WARNING I LISTED TRIGGERS YOU THEN PLEASE DONT READ FURTHER.

You sit with your friends at a lunch table while you eye miss popular chortle it out with her friends. Valery Magnolia, the highly praised daughter of two famous doctors and the owners of Magnolia Medical Center. Tch. People say she’ll become just as knowledgeable about medicine like her parents, maybe even start her own clinic. But for now, you and her are in high school in your junior year. And besides, it’s public knowledge that she’s dating the quarter back Jaydee B Hallaghar, brother to the famous runway model Dante T Hallaghar. You scoff to yourself, why do you even care? Matter of factly, why are you so fixed on looking at her? You’re being foolish, and you know it.

“I heard she’s killed some people.” You whip your head around at your friend Tylers vicious statement. He stabs a fork in his undercooked meat and the only thing he ate so far were the tatter tots. He seems to notice your bewildered gaze. “Y‘’know, like when she operated on some patients she kinda fucked it up and killed ‘em. Since her parents are rich and famous and a real big deal in our city they were able to cover it up, mostly.”

“Your crazy, she may be a prissy bitch but I don’t think she is a killer.”

“I bet her victims thought that too.”

“Whatever.” You stand up with your tray in hand and you look back to Tyler. “Come on, let’s go to the rooftop.” Tyler again picks at his meat, you don’t know why you know he won’t eat it.

“Won’t we get in trouble? Again?”

“Tyler, we always get in trouble going up there, what’s the difference now.” Tyler pushes his chair back and cocks his head to his rear.

“Like, what if we get suspended or something?”

“Then we’ll just get a break from this hellhole they call ‘school’.”

Your feet dangles of the edge. Your school is only three stories high so everything is fairly close. Even now, the people that are on the ground don’t look as small as some would say. But maybe that’s just because your not high enough. Your friends lays on his back a cigar in his mouth. You don’t tell him that the smell bothers you.

“Do you ever have wet dreams about anyone?” You look at him disgusted.

“You are genuinely such a gross person. Why is every thought you have so lewd?”

“Why isn’t your thoughts lewd enough?” He sits up in a crisscrossed position, throwing his cigar off the roof top he then turns to face you. “So, do you?” You avert your gaze from him.

“Once, but it was about my ex and they were a shit show so I don’t like to think about it.”

“Fair,” Tyler picks at his pocket pulling out another cigar. “I’ve had a few, most of them are about a certain Magnolia girl.” You actually wish to puke.

“No seriously, what’s your obsession with her? Wet dreams? You even know her whole ass schedule and not to mention all the theories you have on her.” Tyler thinks for a moment.

“It was in elementary. We had a school project and you know how I was in school, a total freak! No one wanted to be my partner, no one but Valery. She decided to be my partner when she could’ve just chosen one of her hundred friends. She sometimes smiles at me in the hallways. You think she remembers?”

“So a girl was nice to you once and now you have these intense yucky feelings?” You say nonchalantly.

“Pretty much.”

A few minutes later you hear the school bell and you say your god yes to Tyler because he always leaves first and because you have different classes. But also because you like the view here. The tees sway nice and the grass looks more lively. But when you lift yourself up to finally get to your locker and head to class you feel yourself slip.

Instead of rearing back into the rooftop you sway forth and you find yourself tumbling down. When you hit the floor you hear cracks, not a crack but many all at once at the same time. Blood pools from all parts of your body but you can’t find it in you to scream. Because you can’t. Your throat hurts too much and with every breath you take the more excruciating it is. You hear heels click on the floor rushing to you. It’s your guidance counselor. She screams for you to stay awake and to not sleep but you can’t hear her well, you can’t really see well either. Everything is blurry.

The last thing you feels is your body being shaken and the odd sound of muffled yelling and the beeping of a number being dialed.

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You wake with a ache in your head, no it’s not there, it’s everywhere.

You try to sit up straight but the physical pain you feel is so raw you let out a gasp.

“Careful.” A stern voice states from your side. You turn your head to see that it’s none other than Jacob Magnolia, the father to Valery. “What were you thinking trying to commit suicide like that? Twenty of your bones have been fractured and two broken.”

“I didn��t—“

“Please, quiet. When your guidance counselor saw you on the ground do you know who she was with?” You shake your head. “Well, I guess that is to be expected. She was with my daughter. My little girl had to watch an almost dead body.”

“But sir that isn’t my fu—“ Dr. Jacob puts his finger to your mouth to silence you.

“Enough, I already have enough patients to deal with.” It was then that the door to your room creaked open and a girl tepidly stepped inside.

“Daddy? Are you in there? Um, are they alright?”

Well fuck.

Of course, it has to be Valery Magnolia barging into the room like this.

“They’ll be just fine darling. Do you mind watching over them for a bit? I have to check on some of my other patients.” Valery moves inside the room and sits by a chair close to your bed.

“Sure, I don’t mind.” Valery’s dad thanks her before stepping out of the room. It is now that she turns to look at you. “Are you alright?”

“Do I look alright? Twenty-two of my bones are fucking gone.” Your voice is dread-filled but funny enough it actually made Valery chuckle.

“They aren’t gone, they are just damaged. They’ll be fine in a couple of months. You can trust me on this.” She gives you a genuine smile.

“Lucky me.” Your voice is muffled but you didn’t really care.

“Do you want some water? I can get you it.”

“Trust me, the only way I’ll be able to have fluids circling my body is through feeding tubes. There is absolutely no way of my standing up, you can trust me on this, I’ve tried.” Again, you’ve managed to get Miss Popular to laugh.

“Well, I can tell you I’ll try my best to make you as comfortable as I am able. My name is Va—“

“Valery yes I know. And I guess this is where I tell that my name is Y/n.” She looks almost taken aback, almost.

“I didn’t know you already knew of me. Can I ask how? We’ve never met each other before.” For the first time meeting her, you wanted to slap her across the face.

“You literally saw my bleeding body on school grounds which should tell you that we are from the same school. Also, I have you in four different periods, and that's besides lunch. But I guess since you’re so popular and loved you don’t have time to notice the background of things. Am I right?” Valery’s lips creased into a thin line before she tried to force them into a lukewarm smile.

“I didn't know you felt so strongly about my reputation at school. But that doesn’t matter now, does it? You’re injured and I’ve already told you I’ll do anything to ensure your maximum comfort. And don’t be weary, I have quite an extensive knowledge of medicine and the human body. You’re in safe hands, I promise.”

“Are you sure about that?” Valery places a hand on your shoulder in an attempt to give comfort.

“Let’s not be so hasty to one another, besides it’s the first-way ticket to a sour relationship and I don’t feel in the mood to create an association like that. So please, for my sake and yours let’s be cordial with one another.” as she says this her hand is still in place.

“Will you agree to stop touching me if I agree to let you be my temporary ‘doctor.’” Valery nods her head enthusiastically.

“Fine. But only for a week and then I would like a certified doctor to care for me, for my peace of mind.”

“Of course.”

The first day Valery comes into your room, she comes with a feeding tube. You didn't expect her to take you so seriously but then again you weren't exaggerating so you don't mind.

“You said you needed these? Please be still while I attach this to you.”

“Won't I have to go under for that?” Valery simply gives a tight smile.

“No, not for this case. Anyways, won’t you be good and be still while I apply this to you?” You vehemently cringe internally. But you ultimately let her.

“Good.” She whispers. “I want to ask, how was your life like at school? I mean, since I am considered popular and student body president I had a lot of pressure and work to do. I wonder what it’s like for you, for someone so…average.” You seriously don’t think she’s talked to anyone that wasn’t obscenely rich.

“Well, uh, I guess it was normal? Um, I didn’t do anything. I mean I went to some after-school clubs but fewer than one-fourth of the school knew me. But I didn’t care about popularity I had my people and family and I was doing pretty good in class so I didn’t care. But my friends sure did care about you.”

“Really?” Valery’s ears perked. “What do they say, what do people say about me?”

“Well, most of them just gawk at the floor you walk on, I don’t think they're above licking your shoes for you.”

“Gross.” She states, you agree.

“Others…well others are indifferent. They don’t care about you nor do they want to. Did you hear about the rumor of you killing some of your patients from performing surgery on them?” Valery goes rigid.

“Really? Who said this about me?”

“Oh um, no one in particular, just something I heard while walking the hallway.” You lied.

“Well, what do you think of me?” You can almost feel her hold her breath as in waiting for your response to decide if she should continue or stop.

“Well, I guess a day ago I would say that you were just a snobbish prude.” You can see her visibly wince, “but after what happened yesterday I see you as a more humble person, I think. Um, I guess you're cool.” Valery breathes a sigh of relief.

“I’m glad.” She murmurs.

On the second day, Valery comes with a care package.

“Tada! All my friends have pitched in to make this for you.” You can’t move your body yet so you try as best as you can to see with your eyes. “Oh no no! Don’t push yourself Y/n, here just lay there and I’ll show you one by one what’s inside. When you are perfectly healthy you can take it for your own. Hm? Yeah?” You have no energy to decline so you just accept it. But instead of sitting in a chair, Valery decided to sit next to you on your bed.

“You’re pretty when you sleep.” She says absentmindedly but when she notices the concern in your eyes she elaborates. “Daddy had some tweezers here he needed and I opted to help, it was then that I saw you asleep. Not to sound creepy but you’re a nice sleeper.” She creeps into the care package and pulls out plushie after plushie and decorated them on your bed.

“There! Now, whenever you sleep a piece of me will always be there to take care of you, as a true doctor would.” You nod slowly, trying to follow whatever the hell she’s saying. But then you notice her looking glum.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Sure I guess.” She propositions herself so that she looks directly at you.

Her voice is unsure, “a-am I a whore?”

Well, you weren’t expecting that.

“It’s just, sometimes I hear from my friends that some of the kids at school think I’m a whore because I have a lot of guy friends. Hell, even my boyfriend is getting agitated by it.”

“Is he getting agitated at you or at what they're saying?” Her eyes widen as if no one has ever asked her that. “Because trust me, If your boyfriend decides to believe the rumors instead of you then he isn’t worth it. I mean, If you were my girlfriend I’d put you above all else. Don’t settle for what you know you don’t deserve.” She regards you for a moment. Like static electricity, never once blinking. If you weren’t too busy looking at the big blue teddy bear you may have gone a little spooked.

“And to answer your other question, I think we all are whores. It may not be for sex but it is for something. My friend is a whore for cigarettes and I am a whore for breaking the rules and seeing how far I can go without getting in too deep shit. I can’t exactly say what you are a whore for, but if it’s what your thinking then no. I don’t think you go after guys just for the sex they offer. Not anymore.” Valery grabs a fistful of the bed sheets and clenches them around her hands. She has to take deep and protracted breaths to prevent herself from crying tears of relief.

“Thank you Y/n, thank you so much.”

“It’s whatever.”

“No.” She reaches to take your arm in hers. “It means a lot to me, thank you.” She looks unsure of whether to say her next sentence or not, but when she looks at you and realizes how badly she wants this she can’t help herself.

“Can I hug you? Y/n, can I please hug you?”

“Valery do you still not realize I have twenty-two Broken bones, if you hug me no matter how light it was I think you would break a few more.”

“Two broken bones” she clarifies, “you have twenty fractured bones and two broken bones. Remember?”

“Yeah yeah same shit.” Valery can’t help but smile.

“Then can I stay here, for a few more minutes with you?” When she realizes she’s getting no response from you she looks at you worriedly only to have her tense muscles relax to see your sleeping face. She told you, you had a pretty face while sleeping. When she looks at you urges so raw bubbles in her stomach. But she holds herself back, no, now is not the time.

Valery is not stupid. She knows that the feelings she feels for you is far from normal, but she doesn’t care. She could care less when she has you to worry about. It’s officially been two weeks since you’ve been in the hospital and though it may be selfish to say but Valery has been enjoying every second of it. She appreciated the bond you’ve formed with her and she is delated in the process of taking care of you.

She almost wishes you were like this forever!

Now, Valery is standing at a porch, her hands knocking on a door. She’s knocked on this door many times before but today seems to be different. And she is giddy about it. The door creeks as orange heels step into the frame.

“Dante, I didn’t expect for you to have a shoot right now.”

“If you become as famous as me, you won’t have time to be free. Every hour there is a new shoot, and right here and now I’m wasting my time with you.” That’s Dante for you.

“I want to speak with Jaydee.” She gives Valery an odd look. “Is something wrong.” She shrugs.

“Is that all? Just Jaydee? What happened to: Scrumpie-pumpkin, Sugar-cakes, Snuggluffagus, Tubba Wubba or—“

“That is enough.” Again Valery is restraining everything in her to not lunge at Dante. “This is important.”

“Well you aren’t going to speak with him today, he’s helping this new kid tutoring.” Valery can feel her teeth clench. Yes that new kid, Jaydee’s friend Oscar made a bet with him to see how long he could get them to fall for him.

“Then do you mind telling him this?”

“Make it quick, I only have so much time to get to my shoot.”

“Im breaking up with him, I’ve found someone much better.” She can feel herself foaming at the mouth.

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She should feel ashamed.

Today is the day of your discharge. Your bones have finally healed but Valery doesn’t want this to end. She doesn’t want to stop doting on you. Which is why she asks you a proposition.

“Go on a date with me.” You almost choke on your coffee.

“Say what?”

“Go on a date with me.” When seeing your expression she immediately goes to try and justify it. “You know b-because we hung around each other these past few months. You don’t even have to see it as a date, just a um, parting gift?”

“Valery, I see you tomorrow at school. It’s not like I’m a vulture, I’m not going to disappear.”

“I-I know that! Just come to my house, oh uh, let’s go 7:30pm huh? We can watch a movie or something, your choice!” She gives you a beaming smile in a sly chance to waver your answer in her favor.

“Okay sure, fine.”

She feels a sigh of relief. Before you know it she’s tackling you in a hug, her face squished against your cheek. If you cared to notice, you would realize how closer her lips were to your mouth, and how tight her hold was on you.

“Oh, thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you! I promise you won’t regret this!”

You did

When Valery told you she lived in an apartment down Boulevard Street you expected her to be living in one unit. But then again this is Boulevard Street, home to all the filthy rich people. So imagine your surprise when you realize that Valery lives in all the units! Like, each unit has a different purpose! It wasn’t until one of the guards that guarded the main entrance told you that the apartment complex is the Magnolia’s family personal estate. All of it.

What was the point of a humungous garage then?

It seemed the guard already knew of your relation to Valery, considering how ready he was to help you. He leads you up the stairs, which again, you don’t understand why you couldn’t just use the darn elevator.

“Right this way.” He leads you to the first door on the eleventh floor.

“Thank you.” You smile and knock on the door.

It was already open.

You don’t seem to mind or be concerned considering the number of guards and protection in this place. If you lived here you wouldn’t even feel the need to lock the door! You step inside and are taken aback at how beautiful and spacious and how wondrous everything is.

“Lady Magnolia is in her bedroom, to the left.” You point your gaze that way and you can definitely tell that it is Valery’s room. The handle is pink, which you learned is her favorite color, and there is a picture on her door. Before you approached it you merely thought it was a portrait of her friends altogether but upon closer inspection you’re horrified to see that it’s you. The picture is of you in the hospital bed, sleeping. On the paper, there is an outlined word in all caps: MINE.

You open the door without a second thought. Stepping inside you see that her wall(s) is covered in pictures of you! Some of the photos are photoshopped, indulging in the idea of you…dating her.

You feel bile creeping up your throat.

You then walk to her desk, that too is covered in pictures and pictures of you. This time you actually vomit a little when you notice some pictures of Valery fondling breasts/crotch. There is no way this could be legal.

It is now that you notice definite CDs on her bedroom floor. You notice a DVD drive on her bed, and her laptop there too. You rush gathering the CDs in your hand and hopping into the bed. You were no expert but if Valery showed this much infatuation with you then you don’t think it would be above her to alter her life completely and the pursuit of you. Which is why you typed your name as the password.

……SIGHING IN.

You cannot believe that this is happening to you.

Quickly you plug the CDs into the DVD drive and the. Into the computer.

Perhaps you were just too stunned because you couldn’t stop watching, from file to file you watched everything that Valery would do while you were unaware of everything taking place. You genuinely thought she could’ve been a friend to you.

You hear footsteps

It’s already too late to hide what you have been doing

“Y/N…” you’ve never turned your head faster in your life.

“Valery—“

“I can e-explain!” You definitely want to see how that would play off.

“How are you going to justify fucking yourself on my hospital gown!” Valery is caught off guard, she didn’t expect you to see that. “You can’t explain it, can you? That’s why you’re so despondent.”

“No!” She hurriedly replied.

“Oh yeah? Then how do you explain the pictures? Huh! How do you explain every single one of your walls being covered in pictures of me! How do you explain that!”

“I had to!” She cries, cornering you into a wall. You can see tears prick her eyes. Her arms are on each side of you, barricading you. She stutters as she says, “You have no idea what it was like! I-I needed you with me—I still need you with me! Never, have I felt so genuinely cared for by another person before you! I n-never could have let you go even if I wanted to. P-please Y/N, try to understand my point of view. I-I love you.”

You slap her across the face.

“Bullshit!” You take a step closer to her, but she doesn’t budge, intent on keeping you enclosed like this. “I heard about the rumors of you and Jaydee breaking up,” you take anther look at the bedroom “but honestly I think your just using me to get over him—“

“That isn’t true! I was the one to break things off with him, and I did it because I wanted to be with you!” She withdrew her hands from the walls and went to cup your face. “I never felt so sure of something in my life before, but I knew, I just knew that you are the one for me. A-and in time I’m positive I’ll be the one for you! We can even operate on patients together—“

“Fuck no!” You push her off of you. “Why would I ever think of becoming lovers with you, especially now? You-you’ve done so many terrible things to me while I was asleep. You violated my body!”

“No I didn’t! I made love to you before we could do it consciously together! I couldn’t help myself, I needed you so badly and I wanted to make you feel good too so I guess I got a little carried away but I never violated you!”

“That is literally one of the ways you could violate someone! Using their body without their knowledge or consent! Have you gone crazy Valery?” It’s now that she breaks into harrowing smile.

“If it’s for you then yes.” You shake you head disgusted at her.

“I can’t believe you, I thought we were friends!”

“We are! We can continue to still be friends! And something’s more! I know you love me Y/N, you’re just too scared and timid to admit it. I know you are!”

“You are actually psycho!”

“No I’m not!” You shake your head, looking at the door you devise a plan. But Valery is already two steps ahead of you.

“Don’t you dare think about—“ you dash to the door as fast as you can but fall to your knees from a sharp pain. When looking back to Valery, you notice a rifle on her hands, how she got it you’ll never know.

You wake with a searing pain in your head. You realize you’re strapped onto a rather comfy cot with a body next to you huddling for warmth. It’s then do you realize it’s Valery. You try to scream but there is a gag in your mouth. You also realized that you’ve been completely changed of clothes.

Valery stirs from her supposed sleep.

“Your awake.” She murmurs, you glare. “You must still be mad at me…” she seems genuinely disheartened by it. “I know there isn’t much I could say to soothe you, but, Baby you know I would die without you right? So don't leave just yet.”

Well with you bound up like this you have no chance of ever going to!

“You must wonder where we are, it’s another unit in the Apartment complex that my parents use for extra patients. Actually there are several units for that but this one is specially for you.” She seems hesitant before pressing a chaste kiss to your forehead. She seems quite happy with herself.

“Ahh, I’ve waited ages to do that!” She snuggles closer to you. “Please understand this is all for you.” It seems to get harder and harder for you to believe that.

[hockeyisforthegays]

gotta know how you felt after reading kugisakis epilogue :D

ooooh ok well. im pretty sure the things i have to say are overall more criticism than positivity just to warn you. let me start with some of the positive things which include: kugisaki is looking SOOOO cute. its a great outfit great hairstyle etc. i also like the idea behind her motivation for seeking out her mother, that she's doing it out of respect for gojo's last stated wishes to her, even though she has no personal interest in this herself? that has something intriguing within it. however. it also dovetails into my criticisms bc

one. i wish we learned anything at all about why that would possibly be gojo's last wishes for nobara. we don't get enough in the epilogue to see if there's anything particularly important she could derive from seeing her mom, unless it's the vengeful pleasure of siccing her grandma on her? in which case, i would love to know that. that could be an interesting move for gojo to make, and one that could potentially make sense given his own implied shitty family. however you notice how i have to reach a bit to get there? because we dont even get the text of gojo's letter or anything afaik. as it is, the way it's written leaves me wondering why the hell gojo, who has already experience with a child who Does Not Care Or Want To Know about their deadbeat parent, would decide to provide This for another child who [insert repeated phrase here]

two. kugisaki caring about gojo's last wishes to such a point seems like a really cool character/relationship decision until i think about it for two seconds and go. well. it would have been cooler, more emotionally resonant, if the gojo and kugisaki dynamic had any canonical depth at all. in fact i am trying to think about Any and Every interaction they have in the canonical story and im coming up with 1. when kugisaki is introduced and 2. when she gets eyeballed and he's one of the people she sees in her chair dream sequence and UHHH. I THINK THAT MIGHT BE ALL GANG. obviously you can say implicitly they spent a lot of time together its just not shown, they're relationship would have developed. but uh. that's an entirely different than the time and importance given to something by the narrative which is supposed to. you know. give depth to the things it wants us to care about, so that we actually can develop a genuine investment in them without having to rely on our imaginations/non canon material/etc.

connecting to the third and most obvious critique which is. like gege already set up? characters that kugisaki cared about? saori and fumi? who i hoped we'd see any sort of closure on? instead we introduce in THE LAST CHAPTER the idea of a new character never before mentioned and kugisaki literally goes Well I Don't Care About That. and then we follow her to find out about that character anyway. why? what is Anyone getting out of that narratively? kugisaki doesn't care, not even the audience is given room to develop investment in that storyline. it just happens at the expense of a storyline that was at least given some amount of set up for the audience to invest in.

and im not even touching on the Tropes used to establish the mom herself's character. in a vacuum potentially this archetype could be done in an interesting valid way (could even be taken as a gender inversion of the sleazy deadbeat dad tropes that are generally more common in this genre) but uhhh given gege's track record with female characters. well it twigs some alarm bells lets just say

[honeybeewhereartthee]

Crystal Hearts

Prequel PT3: you and me

➽───PREV───CH17──NEXT───❥

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"Ah. Yosh ...where's the claw machine..!" Yua arrive back to the arcade, looking around and finally saw the certain claw machine, they saw someone with midget ( Yua-> 5'9) pink hair playing on the claw machine trying to win something.

"Excuse me... " They approach them to grab the pouch but their hand stopped by a firm grip by the stranger with pink hair.

"Don't touch that. That's not yours." The scary pink haired midget says to them.

"H-hey that's not yours e-either.... Also little buddy your gripping my hand too tight!" They whimper out of pain when kohaku clenching grip was about to snap their wrist into haft!

" 'Little' ? " His purple eyes narrows. "Just for you information, I'll be taller than you, one day!" He let go of Yua's hand and return to the claw machine.

He saw how the claw machine finally able to get the price you wanted to get. Picking the stuff toy and the coin pouch, he left to follow you.

Yua watch as they held their probably broken wrist unsure what to say to you, if they come back without your pouch and that stuff you wanna get is gone. "Jeez... Kids those days... Such weirdos... Fairy know em, maybe that why."

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"Huh..." You open your eyes to the real world as you stared at the sleeping figure. "Hmm, in few weeks." You mumble as you hugged the soft pillow that your head is laying on. Wait pillow ...?

( Is this why you dont follow along with me earlier? )

You smile as you hugs the big marshmallow stuff toy.

(... No.)

He finally replied to you.

(Thank you, I'm sorry for not meeting up with you for couple of weeks. I'm was busy with a fae task.)

You honestly pointed out.

(What's your name. Is it Fairy or mc?)

You pause at his question, through you chuckle soon after.

(I am mc. Fairy is just a pseudo name I give to other people. I cannot just tell others my name.)

(Then why did you tell me?)

He don't want to believe that your giving him a special treatment... That not it right? Yet even so he think and denied it. He want to believe that's the case indeed.

(I don't know. Maybe because your special? Like me. )

You stared at the coin pouch you find beside you. You quickly take it back to your space, your glad you don't need to do that bullshit again.

(... 'special'... )

He seems to be in a deep thoughts as his thoughts cannot be transmitted with how messy it is.

(Kohaku Oukawa.)

He finally introduce himself.

(Hmm?)

Standing up from the chair, you decided to leave the hospital since your job is done. Through you did left a note about your departure to Yua.

(My name is kohaku Oukawa... You never ask for my name. Maybe you don't know.)

(Ahaha. You really shouldn't tell your name so bluntly to me. What if I use it against you?)

(What? How would a name be use against someone. It's not a blade or magic )

(A name identify a person as someone, giving them a title to live for... Or something like that. Without a name, it's like being faceless among others. Nameless that no one would remember. That your nothing but a minor character without purpose in life. But for us fae. We can control someone or be controlled through our name.)

(... Yet knowing that... )

You told me your name? Is this why father react like that? He suddenly felt the bitter taste on his mouth disappear as his cheeks warm up.

(Hmm. Ahaha. Do you wish to control my life? Then my name is mc. You can wish anything from me. Call my name and tell me what you want.)

He don't know if your joking or not. But he come out from the corner his hiding from as the two of you reach the main street.

"MC... Would you like to come to my house?"

He embarrassedly ask you, through there's a determination on his eyes. It can be seen, through the moonlight this night might too deem. By the clouds.

" Huh? Ahaha. Sure I guess. " Thinking nothing much of it. You agree with a heart beat. You approach him and reach out to his two hands after securing the marshmallow stuff toy into your space.

" Your hand are wounded... " You mumble as you pulled his right palm to give a kiss to heal his wounds. He froze as he watch his wounds glow, and slowly healing. You shamelessly kiss his left palm as well.

"There you go. Your so careless. You should be careful. With blood you can be identified as well." Your about to let go of his hand but he held your hand.

"Why do you not mention my name? You always calls me "you" . I have a name, mc...!" He pouts, he told you his name so he could hear you call his name!

"Oh my... Geez." You notice how cute he was, you can't help but giggle. "Sure sure. Since cutiepie demand such thing from me, then I shall do as you command!" He blushes when you called him with such nickname.

"Oukawa--" you began.

"No, it's kohaku." He complained.

"Ah. Okok. Ahaha. Your lucky, your so cute, kohaku. What a demanding little bean. I probably would obey all your demand if you act cute enough~ ahaha." You sigh with a smile as you reach out to pinch his cheeks.

" Hey! You can't touch someone without permission! " He complained again through he can feel his face probably fully red by your teasing and the fact you finally called his name.

"My. Your holding my hands, do you see me demanding you to ask my permission? Ah don't worry I'll still permit you~ you little stalker of mine. Ahaha~" you and him start to walk to his house. Holding each other hands.

"i-i... I'm not a stalker!" He denied with a blushful face. You just nodded even through you and him know his very much a stalker, a very bad one at that.

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"Ehehe. Sowwy mc. Can you fight my dad and win?♡(> ਊ <)♡" you look at the sus and out of character request of Kohaku.

" What? Your acting quite sus.(눈‸눈)" You pointed out as the two of you arrive at his family estate.

"but sure sure! Ahaha~ kohaku is so cute~ I might fall in love with you~" you jested, his purple eyes stared at you, you swear you seen it brighten in glee for a moment.

" Why don't you, mc?(｡◕‿◕｡)" he look at you innocently.

"... You know, your very suspicious." You told him solemnly after a moment of pause.

" Ehh? I am?" He quickly cross his arms and pout. " I'm not!"

"Okii. Your very suspicious. I'm not gonna enter your house. Unless you use that spell."

"... No." He don't dare meet your eyes.

"I'll use it too." You sigh.

His eyes sparkle. "Will you say that part... With the dance.." he look at you pleadingly.

"..." You cannot believe this guy.

" MC..." He look up to you. You take a deep breath and give up. As the two of you open the gate, inside you start to chant and sing.

[ Yeah, you are my Venus~]

You point at kohaku as the tiger ears and tails poof out. You chuckle.

[ Risky Venus ] [ Risky Venus! ] [ Risky Venus!! ]

Kohaku held your hands as he lean/rested his forehead against yours, the strings turns red as your hands linked.

The two of you singing chatted as his bee wings and antenna appear on him, two flower crowns of deepest emotions appear on top of your heads, yours bloom pink put of embarrassment of what your going to do. His bloom pink roses as he held your hands tighter with his warm one.

Letting go of his hand he watch you, yet the strings continue to be red, who about to do that embarrassing part.

[ The core--

"Kohaku?"

( Holy shit. Thank you!! whoever you are!)

(Tks.)

You quickly stops from dancing when someone called out kohaku. The strings return to it's normal aurora colors. You and him look at the person who look like another kohaku but older version.

"Dad!" Kohaku called at to him, through he position himself in front of you in worry. Trying to shield you away from his father tyrant gaze. Suddenly there's thorns growing on the flower crown of his.

(Ya old man looks like you. Would you be tall as him one day?)

(Shh. MC!) He quickly shhs you out in telepathic link.

"Oho? A white tiger... How odd. I thought you'll be more of the same type of fae like my wife." He look at your fluffy tail behind you and your tiger ears.

"Hi! Hi! You can call me fairy! Eheh. That's not my name through." You pointed out quickly.

" Oh my, so you won't carelessly tell others your name it seems." He slowly approaches the two of you.

" I mean I'm not dumb." You pouts.

"Then why did you tell my little boy then?"

"Cause his cute. I won't mind being toyed by him~" you giggle. "H-hey!" The said cutie blushes by your words. More roses bloom from your teasing on his flower crown.

"Ohoho... Indeed my little boy is a cutie." Like a proud father, he nodded at your compliment. He is glad that you think so too! What a nice future in law! You get another points.

"Oh! That's right! Excuse me sir! Can I have permission to fight you!? I need to fight you since kohaku wanted me too. " You raise your hand as remember what he ask you earlier. His father look at you in surprised. Not expecting you to react such way

Kohaku's Dad:" Oh my. You wanna try and fight this poor old man?"

MC: " It's okii! I know your strong! I won't go easy on you! Besides you probably have more experience than me! You have bloodlust and scent of blood, hence you probably did some handy jobs!"

As you said those words, his smile drop.

Suddenly the atmosphere change.

" Oh my... How did you know that? And here I thought I manage to not appear threatening..."

The moment kohaku notice this, he glare at his father. " Dad!"

"... Ya have created a sussy atmosphere. Ya not gonna try to kill me right cause I manage to guess right? Ahaha... I hope your able to do so." you shamelessly mocks him

" Hm... You have some guts to taunt me... This would be a good fight."

" Ye, sure sure. Just ready the medics." You give a close eyes smile even how kohaku is warning you. " Of course, it's not for me." You smirk.

The two of you glare at one another before you both start laughing like two psychopaths.

" Ohoh.... "

" Ahaha~"

Kohaku wonders if his the one who's not related to his father, his seeing two people he care about becoming two fighting maniacs before the fight even began.

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[aajjks]

bunny koo *walks up being him and wraps her arms around his neck* oh my handsome man.. what are you doing baby? another movie, really baby.. ah you’re the cutest.. but i have another idea on what you can do, wanna know? *runs her hands down his stomach, just fingertips brushing under the waistband of his boxers* come with me.. let me show you.. we’re going to go downstairs for this okay? it’s dark so let me guid you baby, *softly pushed him down by pushing on his hips, dangerously close to his crotch* sit in this recliner baby.. i have to do something.. i won’t be long.. *turns the lights on and then koo sees what was hiding in the dark, jungkooks ex owner. the horrible women who had her own obsession with him that drove her to the point of trying forcing herself onto him* hey baby, calm down, it’s okay! koo, baby look at me, look at me koo- jungkook look at me! there’s noonas good boy.. it’s okay.. listen to me *straddles him, placing her hands on either side of his head, resting on the back chair, caging him in* don’t let her touch you? oh baby, i’d kill her before i allow that scum near you- lesson? what did you do wrong? baby you didn’t do anything wrong, i promise you.. i brought her here to teach her a lesson, actually. you see, after you was taking out of her care it seems like that bitch still couldn’t leave you alone. after you told me about her trying to touch you- i know you didn’t let her baby, i believe you.. but after that i started doing my own digging into her, i wanted to know who exactly i was going to kill. and i found out something.. something i didn’t fucking like- *noona gets off his lap to retrieve her ipad to show him a website* do you see this baby? this is a website that bitch created, a website dedicated to you. here’s the thing, these clips range from the time you was forced into her care up until just a few days ago. the clips from years ago, she had cameras in your room, living room, even to the bathroom. she recorded everything you did. but the worst part? she was being paid for it. you see all these people? they paid to watch everything you did. and they still do. no baby, she doesn’t have any cameras in our house but she’s stalked you every single time we went out together. she has a videos on here of you fucking me, me riding you, or you eating my pussy. she shot it from the window that i guess we left open. but here’s the real kicker, this sick bitch wrote stories about you. her sick imagination created theses ideas on how she wanted to sexually torture you. she’s claimed you was always meant to be hers, her fuck toy, her prisoner. she never wanted to love you, she basically wanted to assault you baby.. but my good boy didn’t let that happen did you? no you didn’t. i’m so proud of you baby. but her masters update was how she planned on kidnapping you from me. she had this whole little plan to attack me and then have some of these men, men who paid to watch you sleep, some and tackle you. but you noona wouldn’t let that happen, i’d never let anything happen to you.. so with that being said, before i kill her, i want to make her suffer.. since she’s obsessed with the sick idea that you was hers, i want you to prove that you’re mine.. i want us to recreate one of these stories while she reads it to us.. what do you say baby? will you show her who’s good boy you really are?

“Hmm? I’m watching Oppenheimer noona! What do you mean? Ooh what? Yes tell me! I-I don’t understand noona… okay if you say so…umm why are we here though… oh it’s dark isn’t it? It’s almost creepy haha… oh noona be careful! Okay? what are you looking for? A-Are we going to fuck here??? Please say yes!?! Umm where are you going???? W-What the fuck!! WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE??)? No-Noona- I hate this bitch! WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE? HUH??? I don’t get it… SHE NEEDS TO LEAVE. I-I… noona This woman is fucking evil… she ruined my life! SHE DISGUSTS ME PLEASE DONT LET HER TOUCH ME! N-Noona!!! I’m sorry if you’re mad at me but please d-don’t punish me like this! W-What did I do???? What kind of a lesson is this!!?? …what? NO NOONA I SWEAR I DIDNT LET HER TOUCH ME ONCE PLEASE BELIEVE ME! …What are you trying to say? Oh my God… this is like my worst nightmare…. What is this?? What? Y-You can’t be serious??)? Sh-She did what??? Fucking creep! A sicko! Noona how did you find this all out??? This whore…. I can’t even find the right words! Noona please protect me from her- she makes me want to kill myself! This is all too much.. c-can’t hear it…. Noona! I WILL KILL HER!! you have no idea just how fucked up this woman is/- how she treated me noona! She made me hate myself! What? Disgusting…. All of her fantasies will remain just fantasies… God… I can’t breathe… i-i am so glad you found me noona- I love you so much.. wait what? D-Do you really think that’s a good idea? Yes I’m yours! Only yours, noona. I’ll do anything you ask me to. I’m yours… your good boy.”

[capelesswizardsanonymous]

I think importantly, this also reminds us of the potent disconnect between the common person and art that comes as a natural byproduct of capitalism. We’ve come to be separated from viewing furniture as a form of art. Our furniture is by and large mass-produced. We dont know who made our furniture, or if it was even made by a person at all! It isnt a piece of art, its a tool. A consumable item.

Naturally, this is also reflective of how people are viewed under capitalism. We arent “artists” we’re “content creators”. Our art is reduced to an item for consumption, rather than a result of labour, dedication, skill, and expression.

As OP said, the form of the chair is beautiful. Its elegant and graceful, but it’s mass-produced white plastic counterpart is seemingly lacking in comparison. Why?

Following the marxist philosopher Theodor Adorno, we can posit that the mass-produced plastic versions lack “aura”. They lack being an original. They’re a simulacrum of a piece of art, developed for the purpose of consumption. They lack artistic intent and touch.

When explaining and defining the term “aura”, Adorno compares the experience of sitting under a tree and looking at a mountain, to viewing a picture of the same mountain. The “aura” of the mountain is lost in the picture. Ironically, despite Baas’s wooden version of the chair being a replication of the better-known plastic chairs, its the ‘original’ that lacks aura, whilst Baas’s version maintains (or rather reclaims) its aura.

Plastic Chair in Wood by Maarten Baas (2008)

[nathank77]

12/16/24

9:25 p.m

I joined an ocd support group recently which hardly meets but I decided to attend when it did and wow. It was nice feeling like I belonged somewhere. A place where people can understand why I'm scared of the germs on the dog.

Everyone i know looks at me like I'm entirely crazy when I try to explain. It was more effective than any therapy session I've had in the last like year...

The hearing voices group, i dont belong. I hear a voice but I know what it is. I'm firmly based in reality. And I don't pretend it's something else to make it easier to cope with and I don't want people to enable people by listening to them talking about the voice being God... I feel so different from them.

But the people in the ocd group. God we were one in the same. The words could have been coming out of my mouth. It's run by therapists too so it was extra helpful.

I wish I could find a therapist that doesn't sleep during our sessions. I've seen her eyes opened before. Her eyes are legit closed during out sessions. I guess I'll depend on this like once a month. And keep pretending the sleeping bitch is helping me.

Either way I got to find a chair bc my trap still hurts and sitting up and walking helps it almost go to a zero in terms of pain. Im anxouos about a lot of things.

It was nice being understood. It was nice not having everyone act like I'm crazy for not being able to touch Riley. To actually be understood about the stress it gives me and the thought pattern.

I wish someone out there could understand me and be with me and I could get better. Someone said, "you know I'm the mom with ocd. My teenager doesn't want to be seen with me bc of how I react." I feel that. I've had my friends and people walk away when i check things when othes are watching. They are embarrassed for me and don't want to associate. It hurts.

[transporttransportingtransport]

dumping mostly old writing

To clear to tumblr 👍

wait, this is so true. i realize: i am a set-up guy. i ❤️ to set things up for actions to be taken,, i dont necessarily live to complete things… i think i needed this~ this frees me

i can make myself invisible ive realized

its not the most honed skill

since it is unintentional slash goes against what i want sometimes 

but ill be learning 

(without judgement:)

what am i feeling (body, or emotion) right now?

what am i thinking 

what do i need rn

what am i doing rn?

whos really running my life RIGHT NOW? /whos in charge right now? 

Honestly I feel better in my day-to-day life this year, than ever, but Lately I've felt so much resentment and disappointment towards others (mostly coworkers/people in the media/on tv, etc, not so much close people ) . i thought it was just my saturn return and my growing pains of needing to see more of what i value reflected around me, 

but now I'm thinking its also grief, when considering how long it took to feel alright in myself, and to feel like i could take care of myself, to take care of others, and to be taken care of too. i ended a lot of intimate ties recently, which cleared up a lot of things, and I'm happy with the other humans im close with. which is new for me 

I wonder too if this rage means the majority of people around me really are so mediocre, or if theres something else going on. why am i so dissatisfied by humanity....? my mind floods with criticisms, wanting to burn everthing down: it feels like so many people grew up out of their child body but somehow stayed very fragmented in their unmet child needs, and im pissed off at it all. maybe its something in me wanting to be efficient about the amount of energy that is being thrown around all over the realms i watch

i want fame… i always rejected ideas of expterise, and “mastery” feels way off too since the things i do are things i love, not have,, 

but i have started to recognize a need to touch many. and to feel honourable and impactfullll. 

i think the era of celebrity worship is over, nd perhaps im going to be part of whats next for fame, something less individualist and isolating and deadly. 

studying, indefinitely what could not be said 

leaded legs

let me lie

one more time

we cant see our coworkers

they rook away our chairs

i went to a party 

with people and their careers

your friends 

i didnt like them much 

my hair still remembers you

floods my face when i walk by all the places you lived

things are changing

what shall we use these stirring sticks for

if you took away all the sugar 

i eat lunch at 4am

how to feel your head (or other body part) when you move your head 

while the waters still cold

I'll try to find the way

the entries to the relief 

it surrounds 

my ex used to put their hands in the roasting oven

you could say ive seen some shit

and they named me lazy 

i wouldn't be there in an emergency

you said you loved me

i said i loved you 

so did you hear Her crow in your dreams?

no, well, i can't be sure, but i do hear Her now

dont eat those berries at the bus stop

where is the friend who can out out the fire on thine head

panting white boys

headed to north on friday

i dont want to know where theyre up to,

seeing them hanging out that passenger window with eyes on me

oh st laurent, its friday 

we were too accepting of the individualism of that relationship

our time had not begun to hold us

we held no humility towards the inter dimensions that beckoned us

which was protective in its destruction. 

which is how we were readied

it wasnt lack

that built these roads

it was desire

it was never

lack of 

resources 

that built my roads 

my papa was a pagan

untouched and held

by the garden he flowers

a strange beekeeper allergic to the work 

[lovelyrotter]

seriously kill yourself

alright [pulls up a chair n sits on it backwards like an awkward but concerned well meaning dad] hey sport was it the stridercest or my political stances that pushed you over this edge? maybe my queerness or plurality? cause if its the first one kiddo i gotta say. i gotta say buckaroo there are some real problems in this world but fake queers kissing aint one of em bud. if it was my political stances or my identity maybe sit outside, breath the fresh air n think on that for a while. cause that aint lookin good bud. i thought i raised you better. what will your other dad think. we dont believe in physical discipline in this house but we do believe in thinking. i know you know this buddy. i know its really really hard not to tell people to kill themselves but you gotta try. you gotta be the good you want to see in this world kiddo i know you can do it. i hope you know that id never tell you to kill yourself because im grown up enough to know that saying shit like that is wrong no matter how you cut it. we already had the dont punch other kids talk right bud? its exactly like that. we just cant say that to other people no matter how angry you get. if i did kill myself you could be held legally accountable no matter your age so if nothing else think of yourself here buddy. ive got people who care about me who will want to know why i did that, and theyd want compensation if they knew you were the final straw dude. its a damn good thing we're strangers and whatever you say means nothing to me. im just over here worried about you bud. hey instead of trying to make the world smaller how about we scrounge up some change and buy some esims. it could even be fun. we could gather all our quarters and toonies and do some good for other people. i bet you dont like being talked to like a child but thats unfortunately just how i see anons who send death threats. youre having a tantrum maybe even after a bad day and i get that yknow man sometimes i have meltdowns too. we're all some kinda neurodivergent on this site. life is hard but you gotta be kind and you gotta take care of yourself. theres a good chance youve been refreshing my page every so often to check if ive replied to you or not. i know this is a thing cause i did that too after sending my first and only anon hate when i was just 14. i didnt tell anyone to kill themselves cause even back then i knew it was wrong, and it felt good for maybe half an hour after i sent it, but then it started to feel bad yknow? it started to feel really bad. but we can do something about the bad feeling. touch something soft maybe squeeze your pet or a stuffed animal and then come back to me and we can all have dinner and maybe watch your favourite movie