#I keep trying so much random shit but nothing pans out

[fishuuu]

I'm not going to explain the gap in my resume I was completing all the side quests before continuing the main story

[hwanghyunjinenthusiast]

I really do get ideas from the most random shit lol.

Heads up: Han Jisung x Fem! Reader, established relationship but it's relatively new, both Jisung and Reader are anxious messes, first time spending the night together, oh no! Reader has nothing to wear other than a skimpy nightgown, dry humping/grinding, cumming while still clothed (both Jisung and Reader), making out, very mild dirty talk and pretty fluffy overall I'd say. This is probably the tamest piece I've written so far.

I will block you if you are a minor and/or have no easily visible indication of your age on your blog if you interact with me in any way.

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The hours seemed to tick by so quickly when you and Jisung were together. He'd come over earlier in the day so the two of you could spend time catching up on your favourite animes together. Him having a rare day off for once. However, both of you hadn't been keeping track of time and before you knew it, it was well into the night.

"You can sleepover, if you want to," you blurt, your mouth taking action completely without your brain's consent. You and Jisung hadn't slept over at each other's places yet. So, this felt like a pretty big step in your relationship. You know it doesn't need to be a big deal but, you can't help the way your heart races as you wait for his response.

"I don't want to inconvenience you..." he trails off. You can feel him tense up a little bit behind you, the arm that wrapped around you while the two of you spooned now feeling more rigid.

"Jisung, you wouldn't be an inconvenience. I wouldn't have offered if I wasn't sure," you respond, soothingly rubbing his forearm. And you meant it. Sure, the offer had clumsily come tumbling out but, you did genuinely feel comfortable with Jisung spending the night.

"I- okay. It is pretty late and I don't want to take any risks trying to head back to the dorms," he finally says, relenting.

"You can take a shower if you want to and use my skincare stuff. There should be a spare toothbrush in the bottom cabinet of my sink too. Just let me know if you need anything," you say, turning to face him. Resisting the urge to press your lips to his unfairly appealing ones. There is a faint blush on his face as he nods at your words, only adding fuel to the fire stirring up inside of you. However, you don't want to make him uncomfortable. The two of you have made out pretty intensely before with some heavy petting and groping thrown in but, you haven't gone much further than that yet. Always weary of potentially crossing any lines. So, you simply watch your boyfriend head to your bathroom affectionately, dutifully ignoring the dull ache between your thighs.

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It's when you're standing in your bathroom after having finished taking a shower and completing your skincare routine that it dawns on you how much you've just fucked up.

Most of your pajamas are currently in your laundry basket waiting to be washed. You've been so occupied with university and finishing off the semester that you've unfortunately allowed your laundry to pile up.

The problem?

All you have to wear is a skimpy, little, red nightgown that barely covers your ass, your breasts almost spill out of and that acts as a second skin with how tightly it clings to you. You can feel the warmth flood your face as you hold the soft, cotton garment in your hands.

You love this nightgown. It's one of your sexiest pieces and does wonders for your confidence but, you weren't exactly planning to wear it the very first night Jisung was sleeping over.

God, it really was going to pan out like you were trying to seduce him, isn't it?

You can't go out there naked either. That's significantly worse. You really should make it a point to remain ontop of chores even during the worst times of the semester.

Taking a deep breath, you slip the familiar gown on. Scrutinising your reflection in your bathroom mirror for a moment. Honestly, you looked pretty good. Skin glowing from the extra care you'd taken tonight, the gown heavily accentuating your breasts and contrasting prettily with your skin tone. Doesn't hurt that you smell great too.

Maybe seducing Jisung wouldn't be the worst idea after all, you muse briefly.

Steeling your resolve, you head for the bathroom door.

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"Hey, so I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything but, I don't think I'd be comfortable sleeping in my sweats. I'll keep my shirt and boxers on if that's okay-"

Jisung's words die on his tongue when he sees you.

He's never seen so much of you all at once and, he's not sure what to do and where it is and isn't okay to look. His brain shutting down and leaving him to flounder.

The nightgown you're wearing just barely reaches the tops of your phenomenal thighs and, fuck, the way it hugs your hips and tits? The blood in Jisung's body is fast moving south.

"That's okay. Sorry, all my other pajamas aren't clean right now so, this is all I had left," you say bashfully and, your shyness just makes Jisung want to kiss you and make you cum on his cock more.

"Uh it's okay. This was pretty spur of the moment. You don't need to um apologise," he stammers out, cringing internally at the shakiness of his voice.

The soft smile you shoot him isn't exactly helping his brain remember how to function.

"Okay. We should probably head to bed though. It's already pretty late. You can just put your sweats on my desk chair," you say, turning to switch off the light. Since you prefer to sleep with your curtains not drawn, there's still enough light from outside for Jisung to navigate his way to your chair without making an even bigger fool out of himself.

His heart is in his throat when he turns back to face your bed and finds you already in it, getting comfortable.

Jisung knows that this is completely normal. Couples sleep over at each other's places. Couples sometimes share beds while one half is wearing a skimpy nightgown that makes her tits look extremely appealing and barely reaches her thighs. Totally nothing to be stressed about. Totally.

"Jisung? Everything okay?" Your question and the slight concern in your voice snap him out of his thoughts. Jisung feels disgusted with himself. Here you are offering him your bed for the night because you were worried about him going home so late and he thanks you with what? Fantasising about having sex with you? He feels no better than some hormonal teenager.

"Yeah, sorry. Just got distracted. Be there in a second," he says hurriedly, anxious steps carrying him to the unoccupied side of your bed and he slips under the blanket.

You're both silent for some time. The air feeling tense and unbearable awkward. Jisung is making sure to stay as close to the edge as possible. Keeping a good amount of distance between your body and his. He's got this. He's just going to go to sleep. No problem.

"J-Jisung,"

"Yeah?"

"Can we- would you- would you be okay with cuddling?" You ask after a beat, voice sounding small and shy.

Maybe Jisung does not have this.

Don't get him wrong, Jisung loves cuddling with you. It's easily in his top 5 favourite activities of all time. However, cuddling with you right has his face warming up and his hands sweating. God, how was he going to get through this?

"Sure, I'd love to," and Jisung does mean that, nerves and all.

You shift to move closer to him, wrapping an arm around his waist and shifting your leg to rest it over one of his own. This isn't an unusual position for the two of you to find yourselves in but, Jisung hesitates to put his hands on you. However, he doesn't want to give you any reason to worry or catch a glimpse into his overthinking brain so he tentatively grasps your thigh.

"I'm glad we got to spend the day together. I've really missed spending time with you," you mutter quietly, nuzzling into his neck and squeezing him just the slightest bit tighter.

Jisung is half convinced this is all just a scheme to make his heart combust.

"Me too. I've missed you a fucked tonne too," he says, giving your thigh an affectionate squeeze in return. Trying his utmost to ignore your breaths against his neck.

"Is it okay if I kiss you?" You ask, fingers drawing lazy patterns on the fabric of your shirt. You studiously avoid Jisung's gaze as you wait for his response.

Well fuck. What's Jisung going to do? Say no? Of course not.

"S-sure," he whispers, hoping against hope you don't see the blush he knows is colouring his face.

His breath hitches when your hand comes up to cup his face, gently turning him towards you. You press your lips against his own softly, pressing tentative kisses to his mouth and Jisung happily reciprocates. However, beginning to feel a little bit...impatient, he decides to deepen the kiss.

Very quickly the two of you find yourselves making out intensely. Heat and desire coiling dangerously in Jisung's gut with ever moan and whine you let out against his lips. He's not sure what spurs him on, maybe it's the months of unaddressed want but, he rolls you onto your back. Coming to rest between your thighs and looking down at your startled face.

A cool bucket of dread is dumped on his previously, heated want and he moves to get off of you.

"Sorry. I didn't- I didn't mean to go too far. Fuck, I'm really sorry-"

"Hey woah Jisung, it's fine. I was just a little surprised is all. I'm...okay with going further if you want to too,"

Your words act as match to reignite the embers of desire in his system. Rather than answering you verbally, Jisung chooses to instead return to his previous position and press a bruising kiss to your lips. His hands moving to grip both of your thighs tightly and, wrap them around his waist as he begins to grind his erection against you through your respective layers.

The dam has broken.

You seem to be getting off to this just as much as he is if the volume and frequency of your mewls and moans are anything to go by. Your own hands fisting the back of his shirt while you two grind against each other. Kisses turning sloppy and uncoordinated as you both finally allow yourselves to let go.

"Fuck, you sound so pretty. I've wanted to have you like this for fucking ages," he says against your mouth, pressing a surprisingly soft kiss to the corner of your mouth before moving to your neck.

"M-Me too. Wanted you so bad too, Sungie," the admission coupled with your pet name for him makes him grind against you particularly hard. He's more than certain he's found your clit and plans to use that knowledge to his advantage. The high pitched keen you let out pushes Jisung to repeat the movement. Over and over and over again until he feels your wetness leaking onto his boxers.

"You're so fucking hot. Are you gonna cum just from some grinding, baby?" He asks inbetween pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses against your neck. Paying special attention to the spots that gain him shudders and deeper fingernail scratches on his back through the fabric of his shirt.

"S-Sungie, don't tease," you pout and, fuck are you cute. To be fair, Jisung isn't fairing any better. His cock is probably the hardest it's ever been in his life and his boxers are sticky with his pre-cum. He doesn't have much room to talk but, you don't need to know that.

"You get so cute and shy when I tease you though," he says with a grin, grazing his teeth on your pulse. The way you moan and arch against makes his hips move against yours faster, pressing his own noises of pleasure into your neck.

Knowing you're enjoying this as much as he is, both from your sounds and the wetness he can feel even through two layers, is quickly hurdling him towards climax. Feeling your ridiculously soft tits and hardened nipples isn't particularly helpful either. Jisung makes a mental note to bury his face in them until he can't breathe for next time when you two aren't so desperate and needy.

Right now all he's too focused on how good you feel like this.

When Jisung cums, he's disappointed but, not exactly surprised. He could feel it building for some time but, he hoped his body didn't hate him enough to cum just from some grinding and dry humping. The way he whines against you and shudders in your arms is likely a dead give away that he's come too. However, before he can throw a pity party for himself and spiral into self-deprecation, he notices your moans have gotten louder.

Pulling back to look directly at your face, he's greeted with perhaps the most erotic image he's ever seen. Your eyes are shut and your mouth is shaped into a blissful O. He also realises that your thighs have clamped around him and your grip on his shirt is even harsher than before. However, it's the noticeable gush of wetness against his boxers that finally clues Jisung into what's happened.

You came.

Well, if he hadn't cum moments ago, this probably would've done it.

All he can do is stare at you in awe while you both attempt to catch your breaths, your eyes still shut as you come back down from wherever you ascended to.

"You came?" He asks, still a little stunned by the whole ordeal.

You slowly crack your eyes open to meet his own and he resists the violent urge that arises to kiss you when he sees how dazed you are.

"Y-Yeah, you were just so hot when you came that I think my body just kind of snapped,"

"You didn't think that was...pathetic?"

Your eyes soften at his words, "Of course not, Jisung. I'd never think you were pathetic for that. It's the opposite actually. I think it's really hot. I mean, I did eventually cum because I realised you did," you say with a lazy smile, all warm and affectionate and completely sincere.

This time Jisung does kiss you, albeit not heatedly.

"As much as I'm enjoying this, my panties are starting to stick to me in a very not fun way and I imagine your boxers aren't fairing any better."

[beef-fajitas]

i just finished watching the ninjago pilot (which somehow, id never watched before??) and as i was watching it, i put down my fav parts and my reactions :3

its a pretty long post if youre on mobile so ill put everything under the cut

"its called four weapons, not for browsing. either buy something, or go peddle your insults somewhere else" KAI.

ONE OF THE SKELETON HEADS POPPING OFF ITS BODY AND THEN BITING KAIS ANKLES IM DYING

random small detail i noticed, the shop has a landline? i wonder if it still works and if so, who they would even call-

"ouaugh. so failed." master wu is kais biggest hater rn and im loving it

HELP KAI USING HIS TOOTHBRUSH TO FIGHT OF THE REST OF THE NINJA IS SO FUNNY

ummm the way cole interrupts jay trashing kai when they all finally talk? and kai sassing him back??

"wait a minute. im still black" cole 😭

wu: jay is blue, master of lightning jay: heh, thats not all im the master of. i do a little inventing, i dabble in model building, touch of cooking, a little poetry. cole: more like mouth of lightning

kai letting out like a little laugh when wu announces cole?? and then "nice to meet ya, kid. i got your back. and for the record, there aint nothing in this world im afraid of." jhisdiaugivdsahiojoi they make me soooo ibogyuvfwBIQORYBEGFHIUirgyhiiobpyfuhogiuybpty 😔👉🏳️‍🌈

jay: gasp we're saving a girl? 😳 is she hot? 😏 cole: jayy 😒 jay: i- i just wanna know w-what we're getting ourselves into… 😟 does she like blue? 🤨 kai: back. off. 😡 wu: 🧍‍♂️

cole being the front of the horse carriage theyre all pulling??? symbolic who 🤭

"do not use the weapon. for its power-" "yeah yeah yeah, its too much for us mortals. alright guys, lets chop sockey this lemonade stand"

the random skeleton. grunting? groaning? ambience 😭

"ohahahahaoh! i found something!" "ughh thats another rock, you bonehead!" "but its shaped like a donut! i wonder if it tastes like one…" random skeletons u will always b so funny to me ⭐️

OMG AT THE TIMESTAMP 17:28 JAY WHISPERS TO KAI BUT IDK IF THE SOUND QUALITY IS JUST SHIT OR WHATEVER, BUT IT DOES NOT SOUND LIKE JAYS REGULAR VA. IT LWKY SOUNDS DEMONIC

"hey before you race off again, you need to remember. we're a team." "yeah, whatever" kai honey, cole is trying his best. pls reciprocate just a little bit. :(

coles little whimper when he comes face to face samukai 😭😭

jay making sound effects as hes fighting all the skeletons <333

omg jay is the first to figure out spinjitzu aaaaa!! i always wondered abt that ngl

oh. oh thats interesting. we get a look inside jays tornado. whats interesting is that hes moving at his normal speed (maybe a tiny bit slower? not rlly noticeable tho) but all the skeletons around him are basically turtle slow/not really moving at all. but hes also holding a conversation at normal speed with the ninja outside of his tornado? and theyre not even doing spinjitzu? ugh sjhjqhyturw;qkjkhtvgiulqbor i NEED to know how that works right NEEEOOOWWWW

"i sense you do not stand a chance 😏🤨" zane that was so smooth??? and for what??? 😍

cole flexing and saying "ha, guess they dont want another serving of these babies" while the camera pans to jay and kai just. absolutely hating on him. plasma being hater bfs is SO canon 😘

"no, kai, sensei told us not to!" "then you better keep your mouth shut." kai that was so rude wtf 😟 for once its not actually jays fault my dude

kai and cole high fiving after getting out of there :3

"i told you not to use the scythe!" "he did it-" "i warned him not to, sensei-" jay and cole both stepping away from kai and pointing at him 😭

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IN CONCLUSION: kai is a dickhead, jay is a fuckboy, zane has weirdo rizz, and cole is perfect <3 (/hj cole is actually the mom friend)

[insideliascrazyhead]

High & Low Couple Headcanons

Todoroki,Shibaman and Tsuji

-Overprotective as fuck

-patching up after fights comes with extra scolding about don´t get yourself hurt unspoken: don´t make me worry like that

-Todoroki trying to pretend not to be totally fond of Shibaman and Tsuji´s typical little behaviors that everyone has that would piss others off but not your loved ones cause they´re used to it

-Todoroki smiles.A lot more.

-He also loves it when Shibaman and Tsuji get a Ichigo Milk scolding

-When they´re not at Oya they´re usually at Shibaman´s since his sister isn´t home a lot

-They all met his sister though and Todoroki is her favorite

-and he loves it there,it´s a lot more home-y than his own

-domestic as fuck

-try to get into each others interests

-Todoroki going on a concert with them

-Shiba and Tsuji reading one of Todoroki´s books,failing miserably to understand that complicated shit and ask if there´s a movie for it instead

-especially during date night,where they switch up what they do

-shockingly stumbling across Murayama in the early morning on his way home form Cobra

Tsukasa and Fujio

-Fujio´s mom loves Tsukasa

-two domestic bitches

calling each other on face time speaking until fall asleep

-trying to be romantic then laugh about it

-god Tsukasa loves when Madoka scolds Fujio

-movie night dates

-dates in the amusement park

-clingy and adorable

-protective

-love language are probably gifts and quality time

-cuddles all the time

-inseperable

-bickering like old married couples

-soo many nicknames from Fujio

-patching up each others injuries after every fight

-probably adopted Jamuo as their child

-cooking dates until Fujio cut or burns something and get´s banned from the kitchen so he sits on the counter as emotional support and even tried cheering Tsukasa on once,who just shoved some food into Fujio´s mouth

Yasushi and Shidaken

-they´re normally at Shidaken´s since he lives alone

-horror movie nights even tho Shidaken´s doesn´t necessarily like them and nearly vomits sometimes

-gross food and candy combinations,also dare each other to eat it

-sneaking around thinking they´re good at keeping it a secret

-teasing like crazy

-any romantic couple things,yeah matching brain damadge

-lovingly insult each other

-kicking each others ass on occasion

-Shidaken loves when Yasushi goes crazy on some random thugs

-Shidaken bickering constantly with Kiyoshi

-always eat takeout,they tried to cook once.The pan caught fire and they started fighting and screaming,not knowing what the fuck to do.If odajima wouldn´t have come by that day,the flat would´ve burned down.Dumbasses still fighting while being open flame grilled

-Yasushi probably drowns in Shidakens clothes so he hits him with the sweater paws,always when he least expects it.

-The most agressive mother henning ever

-he met Shidaken´s mother,she thinks Yasushi´s a total sweetheart -You can behave?Yeah you can go eat me.Maybe later.Yasushi violently choking on nothing.

-Probably say fuck you instead of I love you

-You hate this guy.Nah we hate this guy.That kinda loyality.Now it´s on sight for the two.

-When Yasushi fell in love he thought the fluttering in his stomach is the flu.

Cobra and Murayama

-Murayama shamelessly flirting with Cobra and freezing like a deer in the headlights when Cobra flirts back

-road trips with the motorcycles together

-will probably get married on a roadtrip down the route 66

-would be the cool childless tequila uncles

-shovel talk by Yamato and Noboru get´s interrupted by Naomi who scares the shit out of Murayama

-Seki and Furuya try to intimidate Cobra too

-Kohaku nearly pisses himself laughing meeting Murayama cause of course Cobra falls in love with a guy thats so much like his old self

-Cobra get´s nicknames by Dan:cougar,sugar daddy etc.

-sexual jokes in revenge telling Dan that he´s still single

-mother henning Cobra into eating more,taking care of himself

-Murayama would mature a lot and Cobra would be happier

-wanna hear stories from Mugen and early Sannoh Rengokai

-first time he hears Cobra laugh he probably drops whatever he´s holding

-domestic routine quickly but when Murayama learns about Mugen Cobra he tries to bring him back out.

-Crazy date ideas by Murayama and Cobras weirdly always down

-Murayama tried to out eat Yamato once and nearly died

-also Dan and Tetsu are so happy to get a better chance with woman but still fail

Todoroki and Odajima

-comfortable silence

-fishing dates

-private and reserved in public

-cute couple selfies

-Odajima tries reading books Todoroki is interested in,sleeps in

-ass kicking as date

-they´re actually the best at sneaking around

-Yes,Todoroki sometimes carries a exhausted Odajima like Jinkawa does

-Odajima is cuddly and clingy

Yasu-Kiyo

-screaming instead of talking even tho they´re not fighting

-they all think they´re fighting and threatening each other.No that´s flirting

-crazy overprotectivness

-total ride or die

-violence as love language

-so many hickeys

-make out sessions after fighting other gangs

-think they´re sneaky.they´re not

-inseperable as usually

-move in with each other without noticing

-Jealous as fuck if you come up towards their boyfriend so help you god.Run.

-Possessive like crazy

-“at least this way no one stabs Kiyoshi anymore!“

„Nah.Did you even met this guy?“ „Stabbing each other is probably their foreplay.“

[moonamite]

Random ROR headcanons

Reggie Jacobs:

-I don’t care that she’s canonically a man. She’s a butch to me. And she kisses girls.

-She’s semi nonverbal, preferring to either be silent or make growling/grunting sounds. But in random situations she’ll casually start talking until she doesn’t feel like it anymore.

-According to her MU card, she has a low IQ (30 to be exact), which makes me wonder how she got into ROR. Maybe Johnny was impressed by her wild nature and let her in and is slightly intimidated by her so he’s avoiding confrontation. Thats just a theory.

-Now here comes the personal headcanons.

-Due to her lack of emotional control, lack of communication, and poor school performance in her childhood, her parents tried to get her help (more so because they didn’t want to be known as the family with an unstable kid), but the adults in her life. Basically it didn’t work. And Reggie hated how everyone in her school was either scared of her or hated her.

-So eventually she stopped trying. She decided to become the bully everyone thought she was. Because what’s the point in trying to prove you’re not a bad person when everyone has already decided you’re hopeless?

-She thinks she’s better like this. In control. Free. And she’s pretty much stopped caring about what everybody else thinks.

-Can, will, and has beat a bitch up.

-Arm wrestling champ at parties.

-Eats her food in one bite, plate and everything.

-Will go apeshit if she hears someone mocking her intelligence. It’s a sore spot for her.

-Has, on multiple occasions, gotten too excited at parties/events and ripped her shirt clean off.

-Her tail is sensitive.

Chip Goff:

-Seafood liker. He’ll eat that shit raw.

-Quarterback in the school football team.

-Yes, he smokes weed sometimes.

-Every single morning he lumbers down the stairs, yawning and stretching his arms, wearing nothing BUT his worn out boxers to make himself some cereal, mumbling a sleepy “Mornin’.” To his frat brothers, unaware that they’re all a bunch of fags.

-Probably the only mostly normal member.

-He can breathe fire, but he doesn’t show it off like some other fire-breathers. Sometimes he’ll use it to discreetly cook some snacks.

-He’s pan with no preference at all. A casual guy most of the time.

Chet Alexander:

-Swagless T boy time. (Somebody tell him to wash his binder)

-He has a problem with scratching at his legs, scarring them, picking at them.

-Ironically despite that, he still gets anxious when he has to do his T shot.

-(Human) He’s tried taping his chest a few times.

-(Human) He has ectrodactyly in his right hand, making it look like a crab claw.

-(Human) He wears the eye patch to cover his facial palsy.

-Johnny tried to fix his acne but it just keeps coming back, so he gave up.

-Autistic and gay. Probably has other illnesses too.

-The bed wetting thing is from stress. He’s learned to just take the teasing and insults.

-Getting hit by Johnny isn’t anything new to him. He thinks he deserves it for annoying him, or stepping out of line, or for running his mouth again… Just trying to justify Johnny in his head. Of course he has a breakdown in his room later but hey, he’ll wake up the next morning and forget about it.

-Severely bullied in school as a kid. Definitely the cause of him being so dependent on ROR and specifically Johnny. He knows he’s nobody without ROR. It’s all he has. Johnny is his HERO. He saved him from his pointless life, gave him a purpose, made him someone important. He owes him everything.

-And he was ignored by his parents.

-In ROR, Johnny picks and chooses who hears about what. Ironically enough, Chet is the one who gets to know the least.

-Chet’s room is surprisingly void of personality… It’s just a bunch of ROR stuff.

-He’s aware how pathetic he is, deep down, and that he’s a joke among his peers. He just pushes those thoughts away for most of the day.

That’s all for now. Bye

[alyjojo]

September 🏋🏽‍♂️ 2024 Monthly - Scorpio

Preshuffle: It was a message - there is nothing you can do about the impulsive, fun, immature-ish? energy in someone else that is otherwise practical & totally stable. It’s part of them. Could be dealing with a fire moon/rising.

Meditation: A crouching tiger 🐅 getting ready to pounce on another crouching tiger, very intense, they both attack and start wrestling all over the place - and the scene/camera pans out to see dozens of other tigers. Google: a pack of tigers is called an “ambush.” The two fighting are siblings.

Main energy: 7 Pentacles

What’s going on in September:

Wheel of Fortune rev, Ace of Pentacles, Justice, The Hermit & 7 Swords

This reading is keeping it 💯 I respect that. Ain’t shit happening this month 😆

7 Pentacles is the energy of having just planted a whole field of something, it’s been watered and cared for, now you’re just waiting for it to grow, and the Desert & Planning oracles with The Hermit…you’re going to be spending some time doing solo activities, catching up on shows and sleep - saving your money seems to be a big part of the reason. I do see an opportunity to have fun with friends/family, but there’s a waiting period for that so maybe someone’s birthday is later in the month.

Wheel of Fortune is rev so you’re coming out of a time of difficult cycles and lessons, you had a lot going on and it was hard to just…chill. Sit. Breathe. You can do that now. Geranium shows you as a flower 🌺 in a brand new squishy pot with lots of room to grow, 7 Pentacles is just a period of waiting to grow, you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be. Treat yo’self. Those of you that are trying to date might go out once but I see you largely throwing in the towel this month. All of the fish are poison ☠️🤣 I’m seeing this 7 Swords card where the boy is carrying 7 fishing poles and I lost it, some of you are on dating apps trying to see what’s out there and throwing them right back when you try. BAD FISH 👎 Some of you may have had a bad experience with a Pisces, that’s the only sign showing up repeatedly. You could’ve had to spend a lot on something legal, parking ticket, child support, public intoxication…etc. or needing to spend money on some kind of repair or necessity has left you checking the couch for quarters (does anyone even do that anymore?) Your reading is cracking me up, some of you are naturally very funny with sarcasm, and have no lack for admirers & potential friends. I do see one around at some point, friend, co-worker, or potential partner idk, they could be just falling off the planet & ghosting. Or you are. Could be a bad fish.

Most of you are putting effort into your own self care, peace of mind, tending to your home, kids, family, etc. Some may even be declining an invitation to celebrate and staying in instead. It’s an energy of “I need to wash my hair.” Do people say that anymore? This reading…7 Swords shows avoidance, you’re avoiding everyone. Could be a parent, a spouse, especially an ex-spouse, or friends/coworkers that want to go to happy hour on a random Friday; you will happily decline and enjoy your peace and quiet at home, thank you, it’s the reunion of some old show you’ve binged watched 100 times 🏡

Side story: you may have cut off someone who was sneaky, deceptive, trying to get away with some shit and there’s been a final decision made to separate from that. You or them. Someone could be waiting on the outcome of a divorce or that could be this month and you’re “celebrating” alone, at a new beginning that’s not all that new because you’ve already planted 7 seeds here, its only a matter of time before your next harvest/bounty - financially, I assume. Most of you are quietly strategizing your next move with Planning Phase & 7 Swords, this is intellectual strategy & focus being shown. Like playing chess ♟️

Signs you may be dealing with:

Pisces, Taurus, Libra & Cancer

Oracle: ✨

32 Struggle 🥴

Struggle is a part of life - so much so that you probably know people who seem to constantly attract one struggle after another into their lives. This is their comfort zone. While struggle is natural, it is natural only so far as it lends itself to learning lessons and overcoming inner personal challenges. Beneath every one of these struggles is the gift of enlightenment. The satisfaction of a lesson learned. Use this knowledge as the light at the end of your dark tunnel. What lesson is this struggle teaching you? Alternately, after a brief setback, this situation will start to right itself.

Carried Away 🥰

Let yourself be caught up in the whirlwind of a romantic moment.

Desert of Isolation 🏜️

Traverse the desolate spaces of solitude to uncover reflections and resilient survival.

Planning Phase 🤔

Take a step back and plan the necessary steps to move forward so you may turn your goals into reality.

We enter into September as:

Geranium 🌺:

“This is another beginning.”

What appears to be an end may not be one after all. Often situations that generate our greatest fears turn into remarkable opportunities. It’s time to let go of the past, and trust that whatever is coming is better than what you’ve known to this point. You are ready to begin again. A new opportunity is coming from a place you don’t expect. There is a regeneration of some kind going on. Whatever you were pulled away from in the past was for the purpose of bringing you to a higher place. It’s time for whatever has been dormant to bloom again. Trust there is a higher plan. This is truly an exciting time.

What is to be learned in September:

Topaz 💛

“If I seek peace, I must embrace my fears.”

Topaz speaks: “To be enlightened is to realize that to gain peace, fear in the heart must be faced.” If Topaz has come to you, he is telling you that it is time to stop talking about what you intend on doing. You must just do it. Things happen for us when we take action, which is the only way to break through what is holding us back. The change that is called for here is surrender, which is an action in itself. No great tasks were ever achieved easily. Remember we do a lot to avoid what we feel will hurt us; you must understand that the pain will recede if you face your fears, allowing you to walk through to the other side. Topaz whispers “Pray for guidance and you will be assisted.” Do not despair, for if Topaz has come to you, relief awaits. By facing your fears, peace and enlightenment will be your reward. That is the gift. All you need to do is ask.

Topaz may be a lucky color 💛

[kyrodo]

I hate misrepresentation. I hate it when people disrespect another's identity. Whether it's what they say, how they wish to express or identify themselves, whatever. Even if it's an enemy, you don't do that. In the same argument I understand that one of the first things people do when they don't agree with someone or don't like someone, is these little betrayals. Going for words versus what people meant. Picking apart context instead of respecting what people mean to express. Avoiding respect, avoiding taking people seriously, avoiding meaningful responses towards the person they do not wish to acknowledge. People avoid standing on the same level with the people they dislike, even when the ideals they fight for contradict the very behavior they engage in.

Because hate takes priority over one's ideals, over one's morals, over maintaining any level of integrity or tact. All that matters is any little way to offend or dismiss the enemy in front of them. All that matters is hate and any little way to make that known to the enemy.

People that are willing to make that sacrifice just to get back at someone, I will never be able to get along with. I will never want to be friends with.

You showed me that sometimes it doesn't matter how agreeable you are, how well you can process what people mean to say, how cohesive you are, how willing someone is to relent when spoken to with the right channels. There are people that can and will shit all over them regardless. Because hate is the end of understanding. Hate is the end of respect, of common sense, of even common decency. It is the willingness to destroy someone even when the reasons do not line up. Because you've stopped listening, you've stopped caring, and the facts of the matter cease to matter.

How many times did I say I would've left and kept to myself. I lurked and lurked sure, and I would have trouble hiding it, but given time I would have been gone, I would have moved on. It would be one thing if I had kept at it for years. It was months. Rhyme, justifiable reasons, probable cause, all of that is completely lost on you. And that's what gets me the most. You didn't want the conflict to end, you wanted someone to hate. You wasted no effort making sure I couldn't leave.

I would point out all the most random things to try to keep things from ending as an act of desperation wishing there was still hope that things would go well between us. And quickly devolve into dis journals when things didn't pan out the way I'd hoped. But I never came after you. The one who crossed that line was you. The who was setting all these romantic flags, and lying to my face the instant we share any actual words with each other was you. I was angry, sad, scared of what might happen if we got together, miserable, and I wasted no effort showing that. But every time I tried to trust you, you showed me that I couldn't. I deleted my entire social media history out of misery, as an act of self-destruction and instead you took it as me trying to hide shit from you. But you knew long before we shared our first words my actions initially had nothing to do with you. And you kept attacking me from all the wrong angles. Take everything in the most negative way possible just to feed your friends a target.

Who did I fall in love with? It was the idea of you. An idea that was clearly misplaced. I don't know what I saw in you, but I was so incredibly wrong about you. Someone like you should never have been able to leave a stain on my heart. I know I was self-destructive, cause normally I would never want someone like you.

Normally I value myself too much. I value myself enough to be angry whenever my mom says I sound or look sick even when there's no actual visual indication that I am. I value myself enough to no move back home whenever she pushes me to. I value myself enough get pissed off when people mistreat me like you do. I value myself enough to be afraid to join the military and die. I value myself enough that I give a shit when people are being mean to me. I'm not like Lupy who constantly berates himself over every little thing. I value myself enough that instead of doing anything against myself physically I'll push those thoughts onto the internet. There are so many layers I'd have to get through before I would actually start to hurt myself for real.

Because I care. No matter how hard I try not to I care. No matter how hard I try to relieve myself of the last lines of hope I can't remove that last bit of me who sees the future and wonders what it contains for me. And that is what sets me apart from other people who get depressed. Even when I thought all the good times of my life had come and gone and I would never have friends again, I stayed.

You never seem to know what to say. At least I already had someone who does.

[imjustabeanie]

hello! hope your day is going well :)! i would like to ask for a romantic hazbin hotel matchup please! i am AFAB gender-fluid masculine leaning and im pan and polyamorus (i am fine with monogamous relationships) and i use all pronouns! i am fine with any character of any gender and i am fine with multiple characters. 

I am tall, around 6ft and i have a chubby build. i have some scars from self harm, but i’m mentally healthy now. 

i don’t really have a type for the kind of people i like, i’m very open. i have a very strong sense of justice/right and wrong and i try my best to do what’s right. i am often selfless but that contradicts how i act/behave, i act very riled up and reckless but i do truly care for others. i have schizophrenia so that often affects how i see things and act. i have a lot of hallucinations and delusions but i’m usually quite self aware. i have a hard time accepting reality for what it is, i need someone to help ground me and be ok with being here. i am also autistic, i have a lot of hyperfixations and special interests, but my favorites are toy collecting, specifically stuff like my little pony and littlest pet shop and stuff like that and i also really like clowns, they make me very happy. i like doing things that remind me of my childhood. i really like talking with friends and such, i can talk for HOURS about so much shit, i like having someone to match my energy. i love rambling about my favorite things and interests but i am also very willing to listen to others! i have been told i have very good input and advice in nearly all situations, i have a lot of clarity when it comes to how i view things. my MBTI is ISTP, but i’ve been told i often act like a ENTP. i really like keeping myself busy with a bunch of different fun things to do, if i do nothing for too long i get anxious and depressed, i need frequent mental stimulation. i really like drawing and writing and i’ve been getting into making music. 

i dress really comfy and i look like i just rolled out of bed always 😭 my favorite things to wear are worn out oversized hoodies and shirts with characters and stuff on them and comfy pj pants with cute designs and characters on them. i don’t take the best care of myself physically but i think i’ve been getting better. my room is SUPER fucking messy, like so messy every step you take you hear a crinkling of a water bottle and keep tripping on random items 😭 i need someone to help motivate me to clean it lmao.

i am often very chaotic but i mean well, i’m very energetic at times and i love joking about things like eating people, i kind of like being threatening. 

i love showing people i care by doing things for them and just spending time with them, i like being in their presence. my favorite acts to receive are gifts and acts of service, it makes me very happy!

i don’t really understand how other people work, kind of like i’m an outsider, i like studying them and overall being around them.

i LOVE sleeping, i can sleep 12+ hours easy, it’s my favorite part of the day JSJSJDJF

thank you :3!!

Your Hazbin Hotel match is....Vaggie and Charlie!

You and Charlie have so much in common, you two always encourage each other. And just like Charlie you need a Vaggie to ground you to earth (hell?) Fun fact, all people I match with Charlie had be hesitating with Vaggie and vice versa.

Your love language is something both of them need. Charlie love language is words and acts of service while Vaggie love language is acts of service. You three always help out each other and do your best so the other two are happy. This creates a healthy and fun dynamic. It even has its own funny moments where one of you try to plan a surprise only to see her lover (s) doing the same. It's a goofy yet loving relationship. Vaggie, despite her rough and serious character completely melts when you and Charlie are nearby. She's your scary dog privilege (Charlie is actually the dangerous one but shhh) which is nice with how reckless you and Charlie can be.

A common trait in the three of you is your sense of justice. I mean...you know the plot of hazbin hotel so it's a glaring fact here. You always consult with each other before making a decision.The girls are your safe space, they always make sure you're happy and comfortable in every situation. Each night you three cuddle and talk about your day. You and Charlie often engage in nostalgic conversations and compare your childhood under the loving gaze of Vaggie.

Hope you liked it! Sorry for the long wait.

[automatismoateo]

How do I respectfully tell Christian friends to fuck off and stop sending me religious images/videos/etc? via /r/atheism

How do I respectfully tell Christian friends to fuck off and stop sending me religious images/videos/etc? I met this girl a couple years ago when I was working at a bar in a touristy town. We hit it off, and she is legitimately a great person. She's energetic, thoughtful, and really adds life to a room. However, she's also very, very, VERY Christian. I was brought up Roman Catholic. I went to private Catholic middle school and high school until I had to move across the country. I learned a LOT, not just about different sects of Christianity, but other religions aswell. I learned a lot of history and the impacts of religion on the wider world a la missionary work and the entirety of imperialism. I also have seen the mass corruption and fuckery of the catholic church ALL THROUGHOUT HISTORY, the weaponization of faith, and the increase in vitriol towards non-religious folks or anyone who doesn't identify the same as practicing Christians. When I left Catholic high school and transferred to a public high school, things were much different for me. I wasn't bombarded with Christian propaganda and prayers all the time like I was before. I wasn't constantly reminded I'm a microcosmic nothing and that I was a sinner for being born. I felt so much more like myself. I've had a lot of other shit happen in my life regarding religion, and I won't bore you, but the point of all of this is to say that I've spent a LOT of time trying to figure out why and how I identify in regards to beliefs, and I've landed on being completely atheist because to me, if this life is the only one I have, I'd be better off living it to the fullest and being completely in control. Plus, if there IS an afterlife or heaven or whatever the fuck, if I just live my life like a good fuckin person it'll all pan out. Which brings us to this post. I've talked to her at length about my opinions on religion and asked her to not bring it up with me, and she'll routinely kinda ignore it or throw random God shit into conversations. I don't hate that God has helped her or made her feel more secure, and I honestly understand how she was brought into the headspace she's in now with it. What I do care about is her disrespecting the boundary I clearly set out for her. I've mentioned in the past that it makes me uncomfortable when I feel like she's trying to convert me, and that it will never work. I know in her mind she's just trying to be God's messenger or whatever, but it's still incredibly frustrating. I'm thinking about giving her an ultimatum and saying to keep that stuff out of our conversations, but I also worry about her taking that the wrong way. I want to try and maintain the friendship, but the consistent disregard to how I feel is kinda bothering me. I know what I have to do honestly, just need to rant and see if anyone else has similar experiences. Anyways, thanks for reading and have an excellent day! Submitted October 02, 2023 at 03:39PM by underscorecarl (From Reddit https://ift.tt/z8ZuLvT)

[k1ngdom-of-thieves]

Can you do the dorm leaders + Lilia with a S/O who says random things when spaced out and has random "weapons"? (For example, during their hangout they just space out and randomly say "Skin rug." or whatever pops up in their mind and keep a potato peeler and point it at anyone if they say anything about their partner)

I’m so sorry but I couldn’t fit Lilia into this prompt, but please feel free to send in another ask for him!!

Dorm Leaders with a s/o that creates random weapons!

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle has never been more confused about a person in his life. For a guy who’s entire life is based on rules, your apparent lack of them was nothing short of bewildering.

There was a time when you walked in on Floyd “teasing” Riddle. It’s straight up bullying. You appeared behind the both of them and whispered “grilled salmon”. Next thing both of the boys knew, you had a lighter in your hand!!

Riddle was absolutely mortified. How could you have such a thing on campus?? IN THE LIBRARY?? He’s glad that you cared about him enough to try to fight on his behalf, he just wished you didn’t do it inside.

Your random weapons are definitely something he has to get used to, but he loves you enough to try. You’re gonna have to give him some time though.

“Is it really necessary for you to have a hammer when I’m trying to feed the flamingos? I appreciate that you care, but if you hold it in your left hand, you’d be violating rule 423.”

Leona Kingscholar

Leona really didn’t mind your random weapons. If they didn’t do something to interrupt his naps, he didn’t have any reason to dislike them.

Most people aren’t dumb enough to try and threaten the housewarden of Savanaclaw, but the few that do are rarely prepared for going against his s/o first. Especially when they’re holding a wooden paddle.

At this point, Leona just kicks back and watches the underclassmen shit themselves. He knows you probably won’t end up hitting them but you don’t have to if they already ran away.

He’d be kinda confused on where and how you get these things onto campus, but usually not enough to ask you about it.

“Listen, I’m all for you wanting to “protect my honor”, but do you need to bring medieval weapons to watch us play spell drive?”

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul isn’t nearly as confused as some of the other dorm leaders. After years of dealing with Floyd and Jade, there isn’t much that surprises him anymore.

Although he wishes that you wouldn’t stand behind his potential clients with a frying pan when he’s trying to make a deal. He will admit that you’d be great security alongside the Leeches.

The Monstro Lounge gets a significant increase in signed contracts after Azul and you started dating. He’s very thankful for your “assistance” even if you were just standing there and takes you out to various dinner dates as a way of thanking you.

Octavinelle basically becomes the scariest place to be for those outside of the dorm. For everyone in it, seeing you with random weapons of destruction is just part of a normal day.

“As much as I love your contributions to my business, I have to ask that you don’t bring a spear to our dinner.”

Kalim Al Asim

Kalim thinks that’s the coolest shit in the world. You can just say a phrase and an object just comes out of your sleeve?? You’re like the great fairy that helped the poor stepdaughter!

Even after he realizes that it’s not magic, he still thinks it’s cool. Jamil on the other hand, doesn’t. I

He thinks that it’s great how the two closest people in his life are also the best bodyguards in the world!! How could a guy possibly ask for more than that?

“Hey, can you teach me how to pull weapons out of my sleeves? Oh wait, my dorm uniform doesn’t have sleeves. Well maybe you could teach me when I have my school uniform!”

Vil Schoenheit

Vil appreciates your dedication to keeping him safe, but he really doesn’t think it’s necessary. He has Rook as a flamboyant guard dog after all.

One time during the Halloween season the magicam monsters tried to grab Vil to take a picture with him. Little did they know that almost turned ended up with them losing their lives.

All they heard was someone whisper “monster chopper” and that already sent shivers down their spine. One thing led to another and then they were being chased by an axe-wielding vampire. Epel thought you were so badass

That was honestly the highlight of that year’s Halloween for most of the Pomefiore students, Vil included. Although he did give you some pointers to hold the axe a little more elegantly next time.

“Thank you for driving those terrible monsters off. I don’t think they would have let me go without a fight.”

Idia Shroud

Idia was probably terrified the first few times you did that. He visibly jumps when you randomly pull out Crowley’s whip to threaten some Savanaclaw students. How did you even get that

After a while, he just accepts it as part of his new norm. It wasn’t that difficult seeing that Ortho basically does the same thing as you but with military grade weapons.

He does wish that you wouldn’t make a scene with him right there. He already gets nervous walking around school, and now you’ve got EVERYONE looking at him.

Ortho appreciates your devotion to the special cause. Protecting Idia. Sometimes you two team up to make sure no one can bother him while he’s out buying manga.

“O-ortho? Y-y/n? why is everyone looking at us?? I told you guys to not harass people in my name when I’m out buying the limited edition copy of the Legend of Ganon.”

Malleus Draconia

Malleus actually finds your little quirk amusing. He has no shortage of guards and most people wouldn’t dare attacking him in the first place, so your protectiveness of him is quite odd.

He appreciates that you actually wait until a situation is most likely to turn into a fight before threatening someone. A couple of his guards are the “argue first, question second” type of people. cough Sebek cough

He does wonder where you get the weapons from. At first, he was under the impression that the words you said “summoned” them but he quickly found them to be unrelated.

He’s honestly really flattered that you protect him not out of a sense of duty, but because you genuinely care for him. Of course he has the majority of Disomnia keeping him safe but you were one of the only people to do so out of love.

“My darling, you can put away the potato masher. I’m fairly sure that the imbeciles started running after you said “brain crush”.”

[bad268]

Peter Pan Fluff Alphabet

Fandom: Once Upon A Time

Requested: Yes, by @maisygd I used @snk-warriors fluff alphabet (I think that’s the right credit)

Warnings: Language

W.C. 1,567

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

~~(^Google/Entertainment Weekly)

Activities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them? 

He likes to spar with his s/o. Anywhere from practicing sword skills to playful matches against one another to sharpen skills. I also think you guys would play music together.

Beauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them? 

He would be the guy to like your eyes. Any colour, any shape, and size-he loves them. I can see him pulling stupid pick up lines like being lost in your eyes one you’re in an established relationship.

Comfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.? 

He would be clueless. He’s never dealt with any of the lost boys feeling upset or having panic attacks, so he freaks out as well. When he gets his bearings, he’s by your side. Holding you or rambling to you, whichever you're more comfortable with. Once you’ve calmed down, cuddles for days. This man is not letting you go for a while. Also, he’s going to find out what causes your mood and if he can help it, he’ll avoid the scenario.

Dreams - How do they picture their future with their s/o? 

Obviously, you’re still on Neverland. He rules the place, so he’d picture you taking on some authority and running it alongside him. He might think of marriage, but nothing on Neverland is really “legal,” so you guys can just say you’re married eventually.

Equal - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive? 

In some situations, he’s extremely dominant and possessive. Specifically around the lost boys, pirates, basically anyone. However, whenever you two are alone, he lets you take the lead. Man needs a break every once and a while.

Fight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting? 

He probably doesn’t fight much unless it’s a pirate or something consigning your safety. I think he’s a hothead, so it would escalate quickly. However, it wouldn’t last long just because you’re his weakness.

Gratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

He’s not one to say it out loud, but you take care of the stuff he doesn’t want to in regards to the lost boys. He also knows everything you do on the island because 1) he knows everything that happens on Neverland and 2) the lost boys always talk about how much you help them. (Y/N) helped me learn this. (Y/N) helped me learn that. (Y/N) wrapped my injury. (Y/N) showed me how to do this. etc.

Honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything? 

Peter is naturally a secretive person! I feel like it would take time, but eventually, his s/o would break down his walls and they would share everything. From random thoughts to new games to chores that some lost boy didn’t do.

Inspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems? 

I am willing to bet that Peter’s s/o would convince him not to take Henry’s heart. His s/o has a lot of power over his decisions and they know it. Peter would probably let his s/o control some of his actions like punishments for the lost boys, and he would probably listen to their plans to defeat Hook.

Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it? 

Of course, he does! Not only are you on an isolated island surrounded by a bunch of hormonal teenagers, but Peter is also a possessive little shit. If any of the lost boys even look at you in a way he feels threatened by, Peter will make them do chores to keep them as far away from you as possible.

Kiss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like? 

He'd be awkward during your first kiss. He would play it off all confident and cocky because he’s the leader of Neverland. However, behind closed doors, he is clueless. He is not experienced with intimacy, so you guys learn together. After some time, and a lot of practice, he is an amazing kisser.

Love Confession - How would they confess to their s/o? 

He is not one to confess. His s/o probably showed up and was like “Hmm, I like your face!” Most likely, he was in denial or something because he is so used to running the island with newbies saying the same thing. He thought his s/o was lying until they’ve been in Neverland for months, constantly telling him stupid pick-up lines. Then, AND ONLY THEN, does he confess.

Marriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like? 

Neverland is a place without real rules, so marriage is not exactly needed to say that you two have been together for x years and want to spend the rest of your lives together. If you wanted to get married, he would set something up for a wedding to be as legal as it can be on Neverland. He would either propose elaborately in front of all of the lost boys during a fire or lazily after a cuddle session in his treehouse; there is no in between. 

Nicknames - What do they call their s/o? 

He’s basic. In the presence of other lost boys, he will call you babe, his lost person (idfk), shortened versions of your name, or names that tease you. In private, he’d be mushy and call you his love, baby, sweetheart, and other affectionate names.

On Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings? 

He plays it off around newcomers and the pirates. However, all of the lost boys that have been on the island for more than a few months know how smitten he was with you. He is usually hard on the boys when they mess something up, but whenever you’re around, he doesn’t want to scare you, so he doesn’t punish them as harshly. 

PDA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Depends on who’s around. He has no problem with talking about you and bragging in front of the Lost Boys, but if the “heroes” or pirates show up, he shows no intimate connections to you. Also, he has no problem kissing you with the Lost Boys around especially during the campfire.

Quirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship. 

The fact that he hears and knows everything that goes on in Neverland comes in handy whenever something happens to you or you need him. He is able to be by your side in a second in the event that you are hurt, have a question for him, or if you need to warn him. This also works when someone else says something about you and he can punish them without your knowledge; no one will speak badly about the leaders of Neverland.

Romance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

He is both cliche and creative. He doesn’t have much experience with being in a relationship, so he pulls some cliche moves by accident. However, since he has magic, he uses that to be a little creative. As for how romantic he is, Peter is inexperienced, so he is learning, but he tries to show you he loves you through small actions. 

Support - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them? 

Anytime you need him, he’s there. Anything you need, he’s got you. He believes in anything you believe, and he is there to help you every step of the way. Want to get better at archery? He’s here to help you. Want to practice climbing trees? He’s at the base in case you fall. Want to learn to sword fight? He already got the swords to teach you.

Thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

Oh, hell yeah. He’s not one to stick to a routine, so he’s always changing things up. Even if they don’t work, you guys can say you tried it. If they do work out, you just got another activity to do! You guys are on an island with no rules (and in a relationship with the leader, no less), so you don’t want to be too predictable.

Understanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic? 

He has a feeling when you are upset. It’s not the fact that he knows everything that goes on in Neverland; he just knows. Could be the fact that you guys have been together for x long, you’re the only one who sees past his walls, or that he’s actually an empath. No one will ever know. Once he knows you’re upset, he is teleporting to you, pronto. Nothing is more important than you.

Value - How important is the relationship to them? What is it worth in comparison to other things in their life?

Your relationship is the most important thing to him. He may put out a cocky bitchy exterior, but in the end, you are the only one who knows his weaknesses. If it came down to his magic or you, he’d save you in a heartbeat. He would not even think about it. His only thoughts would be that you are in trouble and you are his number 1 priority.

Wild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

Peter’s love language is quality time and you cannot tell me otherwise. He runs an entire island practically by himself, fights against pirates trying to kill him, all while trying to find the heart of the truest believer. He is responsible for so much that just spending time with his s/o calms him down tremendously. He likes spending time with you whether it is sitting by the fire playing music, walking down the beach, or practicing archery skills. 

XOXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

In privacy. He is a private person with a lot of enemies, so he won’t show his feelings in the open. However, once it is just the two of you, he is the most affectionate person ever. You cannot get him off you when you are alone. He just wants to chill out after running a group of rambunctious boys all day, and what better way to relax than to cuddle your s/o?

Yearning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

He knows everything that happens on Neverland, so he’s never really missing you. He literally can hear you talking, so it’s almost like he is still with you. If he is really missing your presence, he’ll just teleport to you. It’s not hard for him. 

Zeal - Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

He’d kill for you, no doubt about that. If one of the lost boys got handsy, oops, they fell into the ocean and got killed by the mermaids. Pirate says shit about you; Peter accidentally hit him with Dreamshade and caused him to fall off a cliff. He uses his powers to hear everything the boys say about you, and if he doesn't like it, they disappear.

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A Misunderstanding

PAIRING: Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader

GENRE: Angst | Hurt/Comfort | Reverse Comfort

WARNINGS: a lot of crying from both you and kuroo | cursing | mentions of sex | cheating (kind of? youll know when reading) | angst | mentions of drinking/being drunk | nothing is suggestive!! oh ya yall are married btw

WORD COUNT: 3k

A/N: ok ik this is long but this idea came from literally nowhere but i decided to write it thank you @combat-wombatus for helping me you helped put ideas in my brain<333 now i wasnt originally going for a happy ending but im really bad at angst so enjoy the shitty ending :)

“Please, Y/n, you know I didn't mean it,” he pleaded, his large hands desperately grabbing at your form while you push him away, your breaking sobs making his heart shatter. “Please, baby, don’t leave me,” he begs, falling on his knees in front of your trembling body, not being able to tear his eyes off of your heartbroken ones. He needed you to stay. He needed to show you that he isn’t that guy and that he would do anything for you. It was a one time thing. He wasn’t even sober. It wasn’t him. It was the alcohol. He wasn’t thinking straight. Please forgive him, please, please, please.

But you couldn’t. No matter how hard or how much you loved him and wanted to, the pain that ripped at your heart every time you looked at him was too much to bear. So you didn’t. You turn your blurry, glassy eyes away from him as he grabs your hand and forces it into his; your lips quivering and knees shaking. You couldn’t keep the betrayal and agony inside, whining and weeping at him, your knees giving out before your legs slam against the floor, your head near the carpet as you try and keep your affliction at bay.

“Y/n, please,” he whines, tears streaming down his pale cheeks; his admission of his unfaithfulness drained the color from his face. “Please forgive me, I need you, I love you so much.”

“W-” you sniffle, not knowing what to say. You knew you didn’t have to say anything at all, that you didn’t owe him any words, but you just...you just needed to know. “Why,” your voice quivered and cracked, your throat sore, “why did you,” you take a long breath, grabbing your chest to try and stop the heartache, the sudden cramp that formed where it used to be filled with warmth and love, “do this to me? With her?” You look up at him once with wide, searchful eyes as you ponder the reasons and look for the answers in his empty pupils.

“I wasn’t thinking straight, baby, I didn’t know what I was doing, please,” his voice stammers, trying to get you to understand that he really didn’t know what he was doing. “I would never do this to you, I-” “But you did.” Your tone is no longer sad and confused, but angry and fed up. His head backing up quickly, not expecting the response. “You made a promise, Tetsurou, remember?” You glare at him with menacing eyes as you hold up the very finger he kissed and placed the ring on on your wedding day. The beautiful diamond ring that had his initials carved in the interior and little gorgeous jewels that made the walls sparkle once hit with the hot sun was no more; the dark, gloomy piece of rock and metal meaning nothing but lies and mistrust.

“No, Y/n, please. Don’t do this to me,” he adjures guiltily.

“Don’t do this to you?” Your voice laced with deadly venom, standing and backing up, wiping your mouth with your hand in annoyance, placing it on your hip. “You did this to me! You did this to us! You went out! You got drunk! You fucked someone else! And not even a random girl! No! You just had to fuck your ex!” Your voice cracked again before you inhaled sharply and covered up your struggle.

“Y/n, I didn’t know what I was doing!”

“And that’s an excuse?? What, so now you can go fuck whoever you want and say ‘I didn’t know what I was doing!’” you mimic, “so you can get away with it every time?”

He didn’t answer. He looked at the ground, understanding exactly where you came from.

“Hm? Are you gonna answer me, or sit there like a coward?”

He could tell fully well you were just saying this because you were hurt. You didn’t mean any of it. You loved him. No matter what, you will always love him. Trusting him was out of the box for a while, maybe forever. But he can’t lose you. He knew you were soulmates- he knew you were made for each other. There was a reason you guys made it this far and only had big problems now. He needed to find that reason and use it for himself to win you back. He needed you back.

“I’m sorry,” he apologizes, your dramatic hand gestures coming to a halt at his words, your figure coming to a stand still as you wait for him to finish. “You don't deserve this. You don’t deserve me. Please know that it was a mistake and that I’ll never do it again ever, ever, ever,” he repeats, wanting it to sound as sincere as he means. “Just please give me a chance to make this up to you, please don’t leave me by myself without you,” he sobs out, putting his head in his hands.

You knew you shouldn’t feel bad for him. But god-fucking-dammit are you feeling bad for him. You knew you still loved him, you knew he still loved you- that much was obvious. You couldn’t see him for a while, no. Could you guys work it out? Maybe stitch the wound? Wait until the scar is barely visible anymore? Would that even work?

“Tetsurou,” a single, hot tear dripping down your face as you point to the ground. “I don’t know if I can ever trust you again.”

“I know, I know, just please give me a chance to help fix this!” He cries at your feet, his body bundled in a ball of self hatred and guilt. “I can do it, baby. I can help things go back to normal.”

“I don’t think they ever will be normal again.”

He whines, trying to negotiate with you as much as he can. “Let me fix us. Let me give you my everything again, let me show you that I’m all yours and no one else's, please,” he moans in anticipation for rejection, knowing the chances of you agreeing were next to zero.

The next few hours are silent. Him alone in the bedroom. Crouching on the floor as he ponders your possible answer. You work in the kitchen, making food to satisfy your appetite. He could hear your sniffles from the bedroom and picture you wiping your tears as you carry the pots on the stove. God, he was the biggest piece of shit ever known. What the fuck went through his mind when he was fucking his ex? He only remembers some of it, them waking up in bed together after, only wearing undergarments underneath the sheets and him holding her waist as if she were you. He thought they had ended on good terms, knowing that they were better as friends. He rushed out the door, not being able to stay in the same room without getting sick. He knew what he had to do.

He opens the door to the living room, a slight creak gaining your attention as you stir the sauce in the pan. Your eyes are puffy, your lip still trembling as you try to turn away from him. He only takes about two steps forward before he stops, trying to find the words he wants to say.

“Listen, I know you said you needed time, and I’m not rushing you at all whatsoever. I want to give you all the time in the world to think this over. If you need, I can go to Kou’s house and stay there for a while. He won’t mind. I just want to give you the space you deserve.”

You nod in response, your head still facing away before he whispers an “I love you” before he slips out of the apartment.

~.~.~.~

The next few days were tortue. Not being able to sleep in the same bed he would sleep in with you, not being able to watch the same tv shows, not being able to even be in his presence at least once a day like you used to melted a hole of despair inside you: eating away at your emptiness, taking away the numbness that you so desperately needed right now. The feeling came back- the one that you tried shutting out three hours ago. It crept up at you, flipping your stomach and weighing your lungs down to the floor, your throat sore and dry. Your eyes wet with a blurry wall as your tears build up once again, missing your cheeks as you crouch down looking at the floor, falling on the tile. The droplets containing your anguish splatter on the ground, your raggedy whimpers echoing throughout the vacant apartment, making it all the more obvious he wasn’t there.

Knock knock knock

Was that the door?

Your wide, unbelieving eyes turned to the wooden door frame; the knocks getting louder and faster. You quickly stand up and try to collect yourself, preparing to have a long talk with Tetsurou. You grab the handle, turning it- the door opening with a tiny creak.

Oh.

“Hi! Kuroo left his jacket at the party the other day, is he here?”

Oh, that bitch.

“No. He’s not.” You deadpan, not finding her cheery, happy expression amusing.

“Oh no! Uh, well, here, can you give this back to him for me?”

“Stop smiling at me like you aren’t part of the reason he’s gone.” You snark, glaring at her with sharp eyes as she backs up, confused.

“W-what?”

“You heard me. Don’t act fucking clueless.”

“Excuse me? Who are you to talk to m-”

“Oh, cut the shit,” you roll your eyes, “I know you slept with Tetsurou, you don’t need put on whatever the fuck this is,” you gesture at her.

“What the hell are you talking about? What are you, fucking crazy?” Your eyes narrow in confusion, your disgusted scowl lessening at her words.

“Right. You probably don’t remember because you were blacked out,” you add sarcastically. “He told me what you guys did. Now you know. So, I would love it if you would just leave.”

“What are you- Me and Kuroo didn’t do shit last night. I drank like two beers and was hanging out with another girl the entire time,” she explains, looking offended. Your face loosens into an expression she couldn’t read. “He blacked out early and passed out on the couch while I was busy talking with the other girl.”

“Huh?” You whisper, your disoriented thoughts not aligning to a proper conclusion.

“I didn’t go to bed until like,” she thought back, “I don’t know, three in the morning? There were people passed out on the floor so I decided to take the guest bedroom with her. I was still awake when Kuroo came into the room, I’m guessing because he thought it was yours, based off of how he kept mumbling your name and shit,” she exhales, “he grabbed onto me once he got in and just clung.” You glower at her, huffing. She sees this, sighing before continuing, “Calm down, remember nothing happened. Remember that girl? She ended falling off the bed because I was scooting away from his clingy ass.” You look at her blankly, trying to fit the pieces together. “She ended up leaving the party completely,” she mumbled in embarrassment before you speak up.

“Then why did he tell me you guys had sex?” You mutter quietly, although assuming she heard since her head backed up while she quickly scoffs.

“I swear to God, that man. Listen.” You look up into her eyes- her genuine eyes. “Me and Kuroo didn’t do a single thing. I didn’t do anything to him and he didn’t do anything to me. I’ll have a conversation with him later because he is an absolute dumbass,” she breathed.

What the fuck?? You were just supposed to believe her?

“How am I supposed to believe that?”

“Me and him ended a long time ago. I don’t like him like that and I haven’t for a while. And seeing he was bragging about you the entire time at the party, he’s over me, too. Besides, I’m not even into guys that much anymore anyways,” she grinned and winked at you. The shock and realization hit you like a truck. She wasn’t even- oh my God. She chuckled at your expression; you ran away from her to the counter to get your phone, quickly unlocking it and tapping on Tetsurou’s contact.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” you mumble over and over. To tap the call button, listening to it ring as you bring your phone up to your ear, hearing him pick up the phone almost immediately after.

“Y/n? Are you okay?” He sounded worried. It’s only been about a week, he had hoped that you weren’t going to leave him.

“Get over here, right now, Tetsurou.” Your voice made it seem like it was urgent, so he quickly picked up his jacket from the couch, and you could hear the jingling of his keys as he grabbed them and opened the door, almost slamming it shut once he left.

~.~.~.~

“Y/n?” He asked at the open front door, wondering why it wasn’t closed. “Y/n, you have to be careful and close the door, we have them for a reason, you know,” he said as he walked in. Even after being at the line of a break-up, he still cares for your well-being. He didn’t even do anything wrong and he was still caring for you as a loved one should. He always did everything to make you feel comfortable and safe, so once he knew that he had slept with his ex he was completely devastated to his core. He didn’t want to do this to you, but you had the right to know.

“Tetsu.” You called. Already back to nicknames? This is good, right?

“Yes? Y/n?” He was scared, to say the least, feeling awkward and not knowing what to do. He walked scarcely towards your figure sitting on the couch, not caring to drop his keys and jacket on the counter. He had a feeling this might go wrong.

“We need to talk.” Shit. This is exactly what he didn’t want to hear. Hearing those words he couldn’t help but think that you were going to make him pack his stuff and go. “So, I talked with your ex.” You speak slowly, not wanting your words to come out wrong. You don’t want him to take any of this in a bad way at all. Yet his eyes widen drastically, his heartbeat racing and his nerves pricking him. “You are just one big dummy, aren’t you?”

What? What are you talking about?

“What?”

“You didn’t sleep with her. She told me everything that happened that night. She’s not even into guys anymore. Tetsu-”

This couldn’t be happening. Not only did he accuse himself of cheating, he accused himself of cheating with his ex, and that he cheated with his ex at a party, while you two are married. And then it turns out it wasn’t true? What the hell was wrong with him? He jeopardized your entire relationship because he was too drunk to know what was going on.

“Wait, what?” He yells, angrily sitting down on the couch, “so you’re telling me-” you nodded and hummed an ‘mhm’ in response. His hands find their way to his hair, pulling at the roots and scratching his scalp, his low grunts of pain and fury seeping out of his throat as he frustratingly comprehends what he just did.

You rush over to him, grabbing his wrists and pushing them down to his lap as fast as you can, making his eyes find their way to your blown out pupils. You can see the hot tears prickle down his cheek as he frowns at you, completely and utterly defeated.

“Tetsu, I don’t want you to hurt yourself, it’s okay,” you reassure, giving him a happy smile. He wanted to smile back, but he couldn’t control the broken sob that escaped him. “Hey, hey,” you try to grab his attention as he pulls his head down, crying. “It’s okay, baby, it’ll be okay.” You wrap your arms around his head, protecting him as you softly coo and ‘shh’ him quietly in his ear. ‘I’m sorry’ kept coming out of his mouth as he clinged to you, not being able to help his want to be closer to you. The realization that he just almost broke your heart completely and he had worried about divorce for this shit made him want to just rip his scalp out. He was so stupid. So, so so, stupid. “Tetsu, look at me, please. Look at me,” you whisper, bringing your hand to his chin, dragging it up so you could catch sight of his hazel irises. His eyes red and puffy, his cheeks wet and his eyes droopy, you couldn’t do anything but frown at the sight. He hated himself right now, not wanting to face the embarrassment and the humiliation of the situation.

“You don’t deserve me, I’m so sorry,” he whimpered in your arms, gripping them tighter and tighter for comfort- you knowing that he needed it right now. You had already pulled him into your chest, feeling his wet tears soak your shirt, your hands rubbing his back and your fingers gently grazing his throbbing scalp.

“It’s okay, I forgive you, Tetsu, you did the right thing by telling me you did it instead of hiding it from me, and then it turns out you didn’t do it at all.” Your cheeks start to feel hot, and you don’t even realize your sniffles until you could feel a dam break at your water line. You couldn’t stop them, the tears of relief. You didn’t want to stop them. You were glad that they were her, glad that they were for him, glad they were because you knew the truth, glad because you knew you two would be okay.

You looked back at your ring, watching it bloom like a flower in the spring, the meaning coming back to your marriage. It wasn’t just metal and rock anymore, it was a gorgeous promise.

“I love you, Tetsurou. Don’t forget that. You’re staying with me, alright?” you whisper into his hairline.

“Thank you,” he cries.

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cockwarming hc's [nsfw]

hello friends! mac is back with another hc <3 the boys and their cockwarming styles <3

boys: bokuto, nishinoya, mattsun <3

requests are open!

warnings: puppy!reader in some, dom vibes in all, overstimulation in Mattsun's, dacryphilia in Mattsun's, Mattsun's just super mean, fem!reader

nsfw under the cut!

b. koutaro

bokuto loves to cockwarm, he is the cockwarming king. he just absolutely adores the intimacy and closeness of cockwarming

bokuto loves the little stutters when he shifts unintentionally, the way you squirm a little from the closeness. he especially loves when you're clinging to him while he's working, and you seem so small in his lap

for bokuto, having his sweet girl so close to him, so warm and tight around him, he feels comforted.

everyone thinks bokuto's too impatient for this sort of thing, but if it means he gets to be this close to his puppy, he would do it til the end of time.

"hey, pretty girl," he beams as your little footsteps make their way into the room. he grins sweetly at you, brows furrowing slightly to mimick your own frown. you huff, circling his desk to stand beside him, towering only slightly over your gentle giant. he looks at you knowingly, patting his lap. before you can have a seat he stops you, shuffling his hand under his sweatpants for a few moments before revealing his semi-hard cock. you blush at him, and he just grins mischeviously. you sigh, sliding down your dampening panties to leave your cunny bare under the shirt you stole from him. bokuto sticks his pointer and index fingers into his mouth, holding eye contact with you as he dampens his fingers for you. you rub your thighs together as the aching in your heat continued to grow with every second. your eyes flickered to his prominent member, pink tip oozing precum just from the thought of being inside your velvety walls. a sigh left your lips the moment his damp fingers met your puffy folds, sliding between them to redistribute your wetness. bokuto groaned softly at the feeling of your warmth, resolving on taking his time. you huffed at him once more, rocking your hips to graze your clit along his fingers, and he looks up at your scoldingly. "aw come on, pretty girl. behave." he isn't harsh when he says them, but they encourage you not to push him any further. his hand retracts from your cunny, and he immediately pulls you into his lap, chest to chest. you sink onto his heat slowly, his hands gripping your waist to deter you from bouncing on instinct. the groan he lets out, soft and whiny, makes your cunny throb, and he lets out a soft whimper. your face buries in his neck as he continues watching his volleyball tapes, blush slowly rising to his cheeks. "if you stay really still, daddy might reward you, hm?" he has a smirk in his voice, and you nod eagerly.

n. yu

okay so i am team small body nice dick so i firmly believe that noya is packin' a little heat

anyway, nishinoya gives me switch energy with a dom lean because he's small and wants to feel bigger

that being said, baby probably uses cockwarming as a way to make his pretty baby beg for him

he is not dicking you down unless you are on the verge of losing your marbles, and that's just that

it would probably be an ego thing, like you had made him feel small or something while you were out and he was just pretending it was fine until you're ready to get to action and he's just sitting there vibin'

"aw puppy, don't be so shy, come sit," he's patting his lap, dick in hand as he keeps his eyes fixed on the television. he tries to look disinterested, and that nearly makes you drop to your knees for him. you sigh, standing over him with a slight blush on your cheeks. he glances up at you, hand moving to swipe over his swollen tip before nodding toward his cock once more. you let out a whine, straddling his waist with your chest facing him, sinking onto his dick. he bites his lip at the sensation, almost forgetting about the end goal. nishinoya grins mischievously at you before sitting back against the sofa and directing his attention away from you again. the lack of stimulation puts you on edge as your walls stretch to get accustomed to his girth. yu's eyes purposefully catch yours before trailing down your body to where his cock disappears inside you, and despite his cock twitching, he shrugs in disinterest. you whimper at him, pawing at his chest as he directs his attention to the television again, pretending to be captivated by the replay of a random volleyball game. he ignores your whimpers, but with every slight movement, his hands get tighter on your waist. you work yourself up to grind against him, desperately seeking friction for your throbbing clit, and he allows two rolls of your hips before reaching between you and smacking your needy clit. "stop it, pup," he's stern despite the choked out whimpers he lets slip. your brows furrow in annoyance as you get comfortable in his lap, allowing your chest to press against his and your head to rest on his shoulder. "take your punishment like the good girl you are, and I'll be extra nice to your pretty cunny, okay?" you nod into his neck, sighing in relief. even after being a brat, you were still his precious girl.

m. issei

cockwarming is a punishment with issei, and there is nothing you can do to change his mind

this man is very into overstimulating his bratty girl, and what better way than to make her sit completely still on his cock and abuse her clit?

genuinely couldn't care less if you cry (well he would prefer it honestly)

half the battle is sinking onto his monster cock. the other half is getting through the night without crying

you relent on your tears to disobey him, but it eventually comes out.

would cum inside you by your second orgasm, but that doesn't stop him from torturing you endlessly

usually says things like "stop holding it, just give in" [i am writing a separate headcannon on forced orgasms with the boys→ yikes]

your chest heaved as you sat in issei's lap, legs spread with his cock deeply seated in your tight, throbbing cunt. your cheeks were warm with embarrassment and overstim, eyes closing lazily as he retracted his fingers from your clit. your walls squeezed him like a vice, eliciting swears from under his breath. he peppered kisses along your neck and jawline, pulling your back against his chest as he peered at you through the mirror in front of you. "i'm not done, silly girl," he smirked at you, right hand disappearing behind him. you squeezed your eyes tight, fighting tears from your third consecutive orgasm by his fingers on your clit alone. you whimpered, pawing at his left hand on your hip, aching to be set free. "oh puppy~" your eyes flutter open to see a shit-eating grin on issei's face, and you immediately let out a whimper. your eyes pan to his right hand, seeing your wretched vibrator he'd confiscated from you weeks ago. immediately your cunny tightened around him, and he let out a cheeky grunt. "awh, my little one is so-" he presses the vibe against your clit, starting on a lower speed. "close-" he kicks up the vibe's speed, "to breaking~". you let out an involuntary moan, soft and desperate as your back arches against his chest. you feel your high coming, the coil within you moments from snapping. still you relent, squeezing your eyes shut to fight the tears he so painfully needed. issei grunts in your ear as your cunny milks him, convulsing walls pushing him over the edge. he paints your walls with his cum, letting out a deep huff as he thrusts involuntary, earning another desperate whimper from you. "s'too much, daddy~" you whined, gripping his arm as he pressed the vibe deeper into your heat. "i know, baby, but you know what I want," his words were slick as they went straight to your heat, nearly propelling you past the point of no return. his left hand wrapped around your throat, as his lips met the shell of your ear, breath fanning over your skin. "you're so pretty when you cry, puppy," he groaned in your ear as he astutely caught the single tear you let slip accidentally. losing all resolve as your orgasm washed over you, you convulsed in his grasp, tears flowing softly as he pressed the vibe further into your swollen nub, erupting quiet sobs from you as your hands took purchase on his working arm, trying desperately to pull him away. "one more," he whimpered, your weeping pussy driving him closer to overstimulation.

[xanadontit]

We’re leaving for FIL’s ranch on Saturday and will be there for about a week in a push to get as much shit off the property as possible.

As you may recall, Grifter has predictably gone MIA in terms of helping, and SIL is “too sad” to come up so it’s on E to get stuff done. Granted it’s technically his responsibility to manage the assets but these jerks could come help drive stuff to Goodwill or throw stuff in a dumpster. But no. Although SIL said she might be willing to come up over Thanksgiving. Uh, no? I mean she’s welcome to go up there on her own but I cannot think of a more depressing holiday than being in that place. 

E and I have had many heated discussions about how to get going; his dad was a bit of a hoarder and again: it’s a ranch. There’s a drum of oil. There’s tractors in various levels of working order. It’s not just some pots and pans and clothes. Oh and his dad liked to stash cash (and guns) in random spots so you literally have to open each drawer carefully and peel through each layer of crap. Great fun. I get that just grabbing and tossing isn’t realistic, but E’s approach is to just sort of move piles of stuff, or focus on one little corner. We gotta Kondo this shit, to a degree. E has been reluctant and understandably overwhelmed by the volume of stuff and insisted he could do this his way. 

He’s taken a few solo trips because I knew if I went up there we would argue and I’d be in this shitty trailer on a hot ranch and it wouldn’t be helpful in any way. And guess what? Nothing of much significance has been accomplished. After the last trip E came home and told me he’s ready to try my way. A family friend also offered to help with clearing and some repairs if E was willing to sell him some of the equipment at a discount. Perfect. A dumpster is being delivered Monday. On Tuesday we are ordering a head stone for his dad’s grave. My parents have offered use of their truck to take what is able to be donated to Goodwill. My plan is to dump what’s in obvious disrepair or junk, and donate what we can. If we can move some of the paint and smaller volume chemicals that would be great. Also going to try to figure out how to get a drum of oil moved since E has convinced himself it is impossible. Maybe! Or maybe we can try trying. 

All this to say, I’m glad I didn’t go with E and fight and get nowhere. I feel guilty in some ways for not going with him for emotional support or company at least, but I know I wouldn’t be able to keep my mouth shut. And I think being forced to face that his way wasn’t the most efficient and maybe we can try this my way in his own time has allowed E to still feel in control but not burdened. I’m not thrilled about this but it’ll feel good to make some progress. 

I’m still pissed as hell at his so-called family for abdicating all responsibility and saying they would help after a wedding and a grandchild and then reneging. But I’m more annoyed at myself for being surprised. 

[ray-ray-writings]

Defending Family-Technoblade, Wilbur Soot, and Tommyinnit

This is a Brother!Technoblade & Brother!Wilbur Soot &Brother!Tommyinnit x gn!reader. This is not in the dreamsmp but it is in the SBI AU where Philza is the father of Wilbur, Technoblade, Tommy and in this imagine, Y/N! In this, Y/N is younger than Wilbur and Techno but older than Tommy

When Y/N hears the school bully talking shit about their family… Well it’s no surprise when that bully gets hit. 

Y/N’s POV

“Y/N! Wake up!” The annoying voice of my even more annoying brother sounded as a pillow smacked me in the face waking me from my sleep. My eyes shot open and I made contact with Tommy’s blue eyes, “Ow Tommy! What the hell?!?” I exclaimed, sitting myself up, rubbing the bridge of my nose trying to ease the throbbing pain. Tommy simply threw his head back and cackled before bolting out of the room. 

I let out a sigh before throwing the blankets off of me before getting out of bed to get ready for the day. It didn’t take long. I stripped off my PJs and threw on a random outfit before making my way to the bathroom to do my business. As I was brushing my hair, Tommy pounded on the door, “HURRY UP Y/N! I need in there!” He yelled from the other side of the door. I rolled my eyes and yelled back, “You should have thought of that before you woke me up! You can wait!” Tommy continued to knock on the door, annoying me even further. 

Finally, once I was done, I swung the door open causing Tommy to stumble forward. I smirked as he caught himself and looked at me in annoyance, “Finally!” He let out, walking further in while I walked out. “Shut up,” I responded, the door slamming closed behind me. 

I made my way downstairs to the kitchen where I found my father over the stove and my two other brothers sitting at the kitchen island waiting for my dad to finish making breakfast. “Good morning,” I beamed, sitting on the stool in between Wilbur and Techno causing everyone to turn to me for a moment. Dadza grinned at me before going back to his skillet, “Morning honey, how’d you sleep?” “I slept fine. I would have preferred a different wake up call though,” I answered, rolling my eyes at the thought. My older brothers both let out laughs as Dadza sighed, “What did he do this time?” Dadza questioned, turning around, bringing the pan with him. “He smacked my face with a pillow and yelled at me… Nothing new, but still not something preferred.” Dadza nodded as he scooped eggs from the skillet onto the plate before me. He then proceeded to turn and also place a pancake and a couple slices of bacon on my plate as well. “Thank you,” I thanked sincerely, picking up my fork and knife, digging in. “Anytime kiddo.” 

As the three of us ate, footsteps bounded down the stairs behind. “Morning,” Tommy called, sitting on the open stool next to Wilbur. “Morning,” the three responded. Dadza moved quickly and filled Tommy’s plate with breakfast before moving to fill his own. “Sleep well Tommy?” He asked, sitting on the one stool that sat across from us. “Yep! Had an amazing dream where I married a hot woman and then I woke up and smacked Y/N in the face to wake them up. Pretty Pogchamp morning,” Tommy babbled, his mouth full of eggs as he spoke. Dadza made a face of disgust, “Please don’t speak with your mouth full Tommy. And please stop smacking your sibling in the face to wake them up, you know they hate it.” “Oh I know they hate it. That’s why I keep doing it,” Tommy announced, smirking at me from the other side of our brother. “If Wilbur wasn’t here right now, I’d smack you,” I hissed, glaring at my little brother. “But he is and so you can’t do anything,” Tommy teased, sticking his tongue out at me. I looked up to Wilbur, my eyes pleading at him to do something. Wilbur got the message and raised his hand and smacked the back of Tommy’s head, causing him to yelp. “Hey!” “You asked for it!” 

“Kids! Kids! Please, can we just have a calm morning for once?” our dad slightly pleaded. I let out a deep breath and nodded, “Anything for you dad,” I muttered before shoving more pancake into my mouth. Tommy huffed, but also went back to his breakfast. “Now that that’s over, what are you doing today?” Techno questioned, looking to our father. Philza smiled at the change of topic, “Well there are a few new clients at work that I have been in charge of so I’ll mostly be pretty busy all day. I’ll be home in time for dinner though, do you guys want me to pick something up or can you handle it.” Before Tommy or I could ask for pizza, Techno and Wilbur spoke up at the same time, “We can handle it.” I couldn’t help but huff and slightly pout. I really wanted pizza. 

I didn’t have time to dwell on it though because an alarm went off causing the four of us kids to jump into action. The alarm was set in order to get us out of the house because if we didn’t leave at that specific time, we would be late for school. Techno and Wilbur no longer went to high school, they both graduated three years ago. But the two still took us to school everyday so Dadza wouldn’t have to worry about it. Wilbur was the only one that could drive, and as much as he hates to admit it, Techno hates being left alone so he always came along. 

The four of us finished the food on our plates, placing them in the sink. “Bye Dadza,” I chimed, giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek before heading to the door. I could hear the other three doing the same before they joined me by the door. I slipped on my back pack, Tommy doing the same, before exiting the house and piling into Wilbur’s car. The ride to school consisted of Wilbur, Tommy, and I screaming along to whatever music was playing, and Techno pretending to be annoyed by the three of us. 

“Alright. Get out,” Wilbur demanded, putting the car in park outside the front of the high school. “Thank you Will. Bye Tech! Love you both!” I chimed before getting out of the car. “Bye Y/N, love you too” They responded before I shut the door. Tommy echoed what I had said, getting the same response before he closed his door as well. Wilbur drove away leaving Tommy and I standing there. “Come on Tommathy” I stated before walking toward the entrance of the school. “Don’t call me that” Tommy demanded, but followed close behind me. I threw my head back in laughter and shook my head. “I’ll do what I please thank you.” 

Once we were inside, Tommy and I went separate ways. He went to his locker to meet up with his best friend, Tubbo and I went to mine meeting up with my best friend, Sapnap. Sapnap and I became best friends due to our brothers. Dream and George were pretty good friends with Wilbur and Techno and when they went places Dadza sometimes forced them to take me with them so he could take care of Tommy. Dream and George would in turn bring their younger brother, Sapnap, so that we would stay out of their way. We grew very close through all the hang out time and it was like I had yet another brother. 

“Hey dork,” I greeted my best friend as I opened my locker. “Hey loser. Have a good night?” He greeted back, leaning against the locker next to me. I hummed and nodded at his question, “Yeah, it was pretty good. Did you get the math homework done?” I asked, closing my locker and turning to him. A panicked look over took his face, “We had math homework?” I couldn’t help but laugh at my best friend’s forgetfulness. “Yes we did. And lucky for you I did it… Yes you can copy it.” I answered his unasked question. Sapnap immediately relaxed. A chuckle escaped his lips as he slung an arm around my shoulder, “You’re the best.” “Yeah, yeah.” 

Together the two of us made our way to our first class, but a familiar voice caused me to stop in my tracks, “Come on man. Just give it back!” It was Tommy. Sapnap gave me a confused look as I turned around and marched toward the sound of my brother’s voice. My blood began to boil at the sight in front of me. There, in front of my brother, stood Chad, the school bully. In his hand was one of Tommy’s most prized possessions, his music disc. That was the last thing that our mom gave to him before she passed. He loved it so dearly and was very careful with it. Why was it here and why the hell does Chad have it? 

“Oh what? You gonna cry about it? Cry like you did when your mommy died?” Chad taunted, holding the disc close to his chest. It didn’t take a detective to tell that Tommy’s eyes were welling with tears. “Please, just give it back,” Tommy practically begged, holding his hand out. “Oh I’ll give it back alright. I’ll give it back in pieces.” Chad brought the disc out and put both hands on it. Before he could begin to bend it, I snapped. “HEY!” I shouted, stomping up to the three boys, Sapnap following behind me. Chad stopped what he was doing, surprised at the new voice, but the smirk returned to his face once he recognized who it was. “Well, looky at what we have here,” He taunted. Paying no mind to his taunt, “Give me the music disc. Now.” I demanded, glaring at the boy. Chad simply threw his head back and laughed, “No, I don’t think I will.” 

“You’re a jerk Chad,” Sapnap spoke up, momentarily distracting the bully, allowing me to rip the disc from Chad’s hands. “Hey!” He let out, his head whipping back to me. “Here Tommy,” I spoke gently, handing the possession back to its rightful owner. Tommy carefully took it before wrapping it back up and sliding it carefully in his book bag. “Thanks Y/N” Tommy thanked quietly. “Anytime Tommy. Let’s go boys,” I demanded before slightly pushing Tommy and Tubbo so they would walk in front of me. 

“That’s right! Run away! Just like your father did when things got tough!” Chad called from behind us. His words caused me to stop in my tracks. “What did you just say?” I hissed over my shoulder. Chad simply smirked and crossed his arms, “You heard me, your father’s a coward. So are your other brothers. Wilbur and Techno? Yeah they’re freaks and you’re just like them,” He responded smugly. I felt a tug on my arm. I looked back in front of me and found Tommy standing there with an extremely worried look on his face. “Come on Y/N. It’s not worth it.” I let out a deep breath before nodding and taking a few steps forward once more. 

As I was walking, a force shoved me from behind causing me to stumble, “That’s right, walk away.” For the third time today, I stopped walking. A smirk covered my face as I slid my backpack off of my back. I mean hey, he started it by pushing me. “What? Did I make you upset? What are you-” I didn’t let Chad finish. 

In one swift motion, I turned on my heel and punched Chad in the face as hard as I could. Chad stumbled back in utter shock, his hand coming up to cover his nose. When he pulled his hand back, it was covered in blood. “You punched me!” He shouted incredulously. “You punched me in the face!” “And I’ll do it again!” In one quick moment, we both rushed forward at each other. Punches were being thrown left and right. A few landed on me, but I didn’t care. The only thing I cared about was defending my family. 

At one point, I stomped on Chad’s toes causing him to lose balance and I pushed him to the ground on his back. I dropped on top of him, straddling his chest and just began wailing on him. “Y/N! Y/N stop! You’ve got him! Stop!” Someone yelled from behind me. I didn’t care to listen to them, the sight of Chad helpless under me too much to pass up. As I wound up for another punch, my arm was being pinned to my side and I was pulled off of the bully. “Let me go!” I screeched, trying so hard to wiggle out of the person’s arms. They turned me around to face them and grabbed my shoulders, shaking me slightly. “Y/N!” It was Sapnap, “It’s over. You knocked him out. It’s done!” His words finally hit me and I stopped fighting in his arms. 

I looked over at Chad and noticed his eyes were closed and his face was bloody and beaten. I looked down at my hands and found them also covered in blood and my knuckles were busted and would surely bruise. I also knew from the feeling that my face was also covered in blood. I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh at what had just happened. Sapnap looked at me like I was actually crazy. I gave him a little shrug, “Oops.” “Y/N MINECRAFT! TO THE OFFICE NOW!” 

So there I found myself sitting in the principal’s office, holding an ice pack to my knuckles. Tommy, Tubbo, Sapnap had given their testimony as to what had happened to the principal before they were sent back to class. Chad was still laid up in the nurse’s office. He was waiting there until his parents could come. They had informed me they had to call my parents as well. I begged them not to call my dad, I knew today was a big important day for his business. The secretary, who knew me very well and knew I was a good kid, agreed and instead called my big brothers to come pick me up. That almost made me more nervous than if my father were to pick me up. 

It didn’t take long for Wilbur and Techno to show up. Neither of them looked at me when they walked in, which caused a pit to form in my stomach. The principal gave them a very brief description as to what had happened, just that I had got in a physical fight and was suspended for today and the next two days. “Let’s go,” Wilbur muttered as he passed me, walking out the door, Techno following behind him. I scrambled up quickly, wishing the secretary goodbye before following my brother’s out the door. 

The car ride back home was deadly silent. The radio wasn’t even on. Wilbur and Techno didn’t talk to me or each other the entire ride. Wilbur pulled into our driveway, parked, and killed the engine. He remained in his seat though, and didn't make a move to get out of the car, causing me to remain seated as well. “This isn’t like you, Y/N. What the hell happened?” Wilbur asked quietly, not turning to look at me. “He took Tommy’s disc,” I murmured quietly. “What? Speak up,” Wilbur demanded, looking at me through the rear-view mirror. “He took Tommy’s disc!” I spilled, getting it off my chest. “He took Tommy’s disc and wouldn’t give it back. So I got it back and then when we were walking away, he made fun of dad and you two and Tommy pulled me along, but then Chad shoved me so I turned around and punched him. When he continued to come at me, I fought him. I knocked him out. But he deserved it. He can’t just make fun of you and Techno and dad and Tommy and get away with it and-” “Y/N!” Techno interjected, cutting me off. “Yeah?” I asked, kind of breathless. “He took Tommy’s disc? And then made fun of our family? And proceeded to shove you?” Techno questioned, making sure he understood the story. I nodded, “Yeah”

There was a brief moment of silence before Techno broke out in a laugh, causing Wilbur to grin. “Well good on you then!” Techno cheered, belly laughing. “You’re not mad?” I questioned, still a bit hesitant. Wilbur let out a sigh and shook his head no, “I was at first… Well maybe not. I think I was more surprised than anything. We’ve never had that problem with you and it shocked me to the core to get that phone call. If anything I thought it would be Tommy first.” We all had a laugh about that. “But hearing you did that to defend us. Our family. How could I be mad at that?” 

Wilbur took off his seatbelt and got out of the car, causing Techno and I to do the same. As I got out, Wilbur scooped me up in a big hug. Techno quickly made his way around the car and joined our hug. “I’m so proud of you for defending yourself and your family. Although, next time I would prefer it if you did it without the violence,” Wilbur claimed, pressing a soft kiss to the top of my head. “I wouldn’t. The more violence the better!” Techno chimed in. Giggles escaped my lips at that, of course he would say something like that. “I think I’ll try and lay low for a while. Although now everyone knows not to mess with Y/N Minecraft!” The other two joined in my laughter. “Come on Y/N. Let’s get you cleaned and bandaged up and then we’ll go for ice cream.” Wilbur said, pulling away from the hug and dragging me toward the house. I raised my eyebrow as we got inside, “It’s 8 in the morning?” Wilbur shook his head and rolled his eyes as he sat me down in the kitchen, Techno leaving to get the first aid kit. “There is never a wrong time for ice cream”

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When you stop, I stop | Calum Hood | Mature

Pairing: Calum Hood x Reader (established relationships)

Warning: smut, talk about sex, oral (f recieving), fingering

Word count: 1,615 words

Finals week is hell. There was nothing worse than the stress of finals, especially now. You were finally going to graduate and be a practicing psychologist. You’ve dreamed of this for years. You were sure you wouldn’t have made it through if it wasn’t for the support of your loving boyfriend, Calum, who you met as a freshman. He had eventually dropped out of college, more focused on his music, which was doing well. He always supported your dreams though, helping you when you pulled all-nighters, listening to you practice presentations, bringing you food while you studied, and especially pulling you away when you’ve been studying for too long. You were just finishing your paper as Calum came in through the door of your shared apartment after being at the studio writing all day.

“I’m home baby,” Calum calls from the front door before walking in further to see you sitting on the floor by the coffee table, “What are you working on?”

“Just perfecting my thesis.” You answered typing away at the computer and glancing between the screen and a textbook, “How was the studio?”

“Really good, we finally wrote that bridge for that song we’ve been w

“Baby,” Calum comes up behind you, crouching down to be eye level and placing hands on your shoulders, “How long have you been working?”

“What time is it?”

“It’s after 9,” He answers, his hands rubbing your shoulders, “Have you eaten today?”

“I haven’t had time,” You pick up the textbook, “I’ve been working on this all day.”

“Baby you know you have to eat,” Calum’s hands stop, “Get up we’re going to the kitchen to get you something to eat.” He moves to stand in front of you, holding a hand out for you.

“Not now Cal,” You whined, “I have so much work to do still.”

Calum stops and narrows his eyes, “Baby your paper isn’t due for another week and you’ve had it done for months. You need to get up and eat.”

“I’ll eat later.”

“It’s important for you to eat, come on.”

You sigh before getting up and keeping the textbook tucked under your arm, “Fine.” You agree, knowing Calum wouldn’t let this go. You take his hand and he pulls you down the hall to the kitchen.

“What do you want to eat baby?” Calum spins around on his heels, “I can make you something or order you something.”

You think for a minute and think, “Can you make me your special grilled cheese?” You ask, shifting your weight, dropping his hand. Calum smiles, he isn’t much of a cook but he could sure make an amazing grilled cheese with whatever else he could find in the kitchen. It was different every time but made with love by Calum so that’s all that mattered to you.

“Of course,” He leans in and kisses your forehead before pulling back, hands finding your hips, “You sit here,” He backed you into the counter and helped lift you onto the counter, “I’ll make your sandwich.”

“Thank you, Cal.” You smile, leaning your head back on the cabinet, you open the book and begin to thumb through those pages. You occasionally peek out the corner of your eyes at Calum who is moving about the kitchen. He was gathering random items from around the kitchen to make dinner. You watched him put the pan on the stove and buttering a slice of bread for the pan. He pulled out a second pan and tossed some bacon in.

“You look so pretty when you’re pretending to read that book,” Calum teases, moving away from the food and in front of you, “You know I can always tell when you’re looking at me.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” You roll your eyes, “I’m reading.” You pull the book up in front of your eyes as Calum’s hands rest on your knees, parting your legs to stand between them.

His hand came to the top of the book, pushing it down, “Don’t lie to me, baby.” His other hand shuts the book and sets it on the counter beside you. “I was reading that.”

“You can read later,” He leans in, his lips ghosting over yours, “I have something else in mind.” Calum connects your lips eagerly. You respond as the kiss heats up, your hands clasped around his neck and his hands trace shapes on your thighs.

You pull away slightly, “I thought it was important that I eat.” You tease, pulling your hands to rest on top of his hands.

“It is important to eat,” His hand slides up your thigh hitting the edge of your shorts, “I want to eat something else.” He whispers, lips against yours while pulling the edge of your shorts down a bit.

You pull away, both of your hands finding his chest, “That was the worst possible thing you could have said to me at this moment.” You playfully push him back.

Calum rolls his eyes, “Shut up,” One of his hands comes up to your chin, gripping tightly, “Do you want me to eat you out of not?” His demeanor changes completely as the other hand moves to the waistband. His hand slips into the pants and past your underwear, his finger traces over your clit lightly. You let out a whimper as he gains speed, “Words baby.” He tuts, letting go of your chin.

“Please…” You beg, hands coming to rest on his shoulders.

“Of course I will baby,” He grins, pulling his hand away from you and kneeling to be eye level with your cunt, “I know how hard you’re working. You deserve this don’t you baby?”

“Please Calum…” You whined again.

“Alright, you do deserve it.” He grins, pulling your shorts down slowly and you wiggle your hips to help him get them off. He gets your shorts and underwear off, hands finding your knees, pushing your legs farther apart. He leans in so that his breath hit your dripping cunt making you shiver slightly, “Actually baby,” He looks up, “Since you wanted to read so bad,” One of Calum’s hands move over to the textbook on the counter, he picks it up and thrusts it into your hands, “How about you read for me.”

“What Calum?” You ask.

“Read to me,” He answers, hands gripping your thighs again, “And when you stop, I stop.” He leans in again and your breath hitches.

He leans forward, licking a stripe up your cunt, “Better start reading.” He tuts before leaning back in.

You flip back to the page you were reading and try to find the spot. You have one hand holding the textbook open and the other tangled in his hair, “In 2006, Dr. Weinschenk conducted a study-” Your reading is cut off by Calum’s lips attaching to your clit, “Oh god.” You threw your head back as he sucked on your clit, one hand tracing up your thigh coming to your core, “More Calum.” You begged.

He pulled away, “When you stop, I stop.”

You turn back to the book with a shaky voice, “Conducted a study amongst 10,000 college students-” You pause for a moment as two of his fingers plunge into your core, “O-of many different ages, genders and um…” You pause to catch your breath as Calum continues to swirl his tongue around your clit and fingers thrust in and out. You continue to struggle while trying to read, knowing he’ll stop and never let you finish if you don’t try.

“What’s that baby?” He pulls away for a second to ask with a cocky grin on his face.

“Genders and races about how-” You pause to let out a loud moan as he curls his fingers, “How stressed they are regularly-” You’re cut off by Calum’s pace quickening again, “Holy shit Calum,” You gasp as he sucks on your clit harsher than before, “Basis during a semester.”

“You are doing so well,” Calum says as he pulls away and his freehand leaves your thigh, “How about you put that book down and focus cumming on my tongue? You like that idea baby?”

You nod desperately, “Please Calum…” You set the book down again, both hands finding his hair, “Please make me cum.” You beg, looking down, making eye contact with your boyfriend. He smirks before diving back in. He sucks on your clit while curling his fingers against your g spot. It wasn’t long until you felt the knot in your stomach growing. Your grip on his curls tightened. You tugged as his curls, earning a moan from him and the vibrations sent you over the edge, “Shit Calum.” You whined, your head hitting the cabinet behind you and your fingers coming out of his hair.

He pulled back and took his fingers out, “You did so well baby.” He laughs, sticking his fingers in his mouth.

You chuckled for a minute, “What the fuck was that about?”

“What?” Calum looks surprised.

“Reading my textbook to you while you had your head between my legs?” You laughed again.

“I don’t know,” Calum shrugs, pulling back, “I just thought of it. Did you not like it?” He seems concerned.

“No,” You pause, “It just took me by surprise.”

Calum steps back, picking up your pants from where he tossed them on the floor, “Here you go,” He laughs, tossing them at you, “Let me finish making your sandwich.” Calum says as he goes back to making the sandwich as if nothing had happened. It made you laugh but you were grateful for Calum during these stressful times, he was goofy and always knew how to make you feel better.