#I’m feeling better and I’m not stressed about it any more bc I trust him

[theloveinc]

Idk that he should be yellin tho 🥺

It was so WEIRD he literally yelled!!!!!!! And I’ve never experienced that from a therapist before.

I’m just hoping that moving forward he has a better idea of what to do to help me (and I’m able to open my mind to more positive thinking so that it doesn’t happen again lmfao). I kinda assumed that talking about my fears of punishment would stop him from … being harsh, but I guess maybe I need that too.

[fatespalm]

solemn vow to never be complacent or meek around things i feel strongly about again — to at least start the conversation even if i don’t have the words to talk back exactly to a poisonous idea — in kind, to pick up the thread if someone else does the same — tired of letting evil shit unfold —

[moonstruckme]

Hi gorgeous! I love ur writing!! Here's a lil blurb request for either Sirius or Remus! It's not smut but more like the lead up/conversation beforehand. Like May be a super inexperienced reader and she's nervous af bc she knows he has way more experience than her and she's worried about being good enough for him or worried about disappointing him and he's just so sweet and reassuring and is just happy she trusts him

Thank you for requesting my love!

cw: mature themes (and immature jokes), no smut

Sirius Black x fem!reader ♡ 667 words

“You’re not gonna suck, baby.” Sirius is laughing at you, which isn’t really the response you were hoping for. You’re so embarrassed it’s making your palms sweat. 

“Or,” he reconsiders, “you could, of course, but there’s no pressure to.” 

You blow out a frustrated breath. “Can you please just take me…” you trail off, realizing you’re about to hand your boyfriend another joke. By the gleam in Sirius’ eyes, he realizes it too. “Can we please not joke around for a minute?” 

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry.” He smooths his face into something approaching sobriety. “We can.” 

You’re not sure how he can be so much more comfortable than you right now. Sirius is sitting across from you on the bed, criss-cross applesauce in only his boxers. You at least have on pajamas, and yet this conversation is making you feel more naked than he is. 

He asks in a gentler tone, “What is it that you’re worried about, sweetheart? We don’t have to do anything before you’re ready.” 

“It’s not that I don’t feel ready,” you sigh. “I want to, I just…I want you to like it.” 

Sirius barks out a laugh. “Well, I don’t think we’re in any danger there.” 

“You know what I mean.” You shrink away from him a bit, drawing into yourself. “I don’t know what to do. I don’t want it to be disappointing.” 

“Baby. Hey.” Sirius scoots closer to you. He ducks his head, catching your gaze and holding on tight. “It doesn’t matter how much experience you have. It could never be disappointing.” 

“How do you know?” 

“Because it’s you,” he says, emphatic, like it’s obvious. “I always love being with you, it doesn’t matter what we’re doing. And I know sex is going to be the same.” He leans in close like he’s going to tell you a secret. “Sweetheart, you could slap my ass and spit on me and I’d just be thrilled you were there.” 

You fight to keep a straight face, furrowing your brows. “So…I shouldn’t do those things?” 

“I’m actually not sure.” Sirius sits up, shrugging. “I could be into it, I’ve never tried. Point is, you can do whatever you want.” 

“I don’t know what I want,” you tell him, though you are, admittedly, a bit less worried now. “I don’t want to just lie there, I don’t think, but I don’t know what else I’m supposed to do.” 

“There’s nothing you’re supposed to do, babydoll.” He gives you a little smile and reaches for your hand. When you give it to him, he holds it in his lap, thumbs tracing the lines of your palm soothingly. “It’s okay not to have a plan going into things. That’s how it usually happens, no matter how many times you’ve done it. You just feel it out and go with the flow.” 

You chew your lip. Sirius is looking at you so kindly, his expression warm and open and his touch caring as he starts to draw a slow path up the inside of your wrist. You don’t want to keep arguing with him. Maybe that’s why your voice comes out so small. 

“But what if I can’t?” 

“You can.” There’s no hesitation in Sirius, no uncertainty. “You really don’t need to worry about it. Your body will react if you let it, and whatever happens, I’ll be there to talk you through it, yeah?” 

You exhale. “That actually makes me feel a lot better,” you admit. 

Sirius smiles. “I’m glad,” he says, lifting your hand to give your finger a teasing nibble. “Hey, we’re not doing this until you decide you feel like it, so don’t stress, okay? I’ll make sure you have a good time when we do.” 

Blood rushes to your cheeks. “How’re you gonna do that?” 

Your boyfriend’s eyes gleam. “You wanna find out? I can give you a preview, if you like.” 

You don’t have to answer before he’s crawling up on top of you, your giggles lost into his mouth.

[baphometsss]

On Solas's romantic history

Okay. I know what the consensus is. That he’s way too smooth in Inquisition to be inexperienced but... (and I’m fully prepared to get shat on for this lmao don’t kill me)

When he kisses Lavellan, that doesn’t read to me like he’s super suave and seductive. It reads more like—endeared by them trying to run away after kissing him, then being so surprised by how good the kiss felt, that he grabs Lavellan, kisses them again, pulls back with a surprised look on his face, and then goes in for more. It’s touch-starved, desperate, hungry. It’s not really all that smooth because he’s literally bending them over backwards lmao like Solas can you chill maybe

He is very smooth when flirting with Lavellan, but he's also an absolute gobshite who's spent thousands of years sassing the hell out of wannabe gods so that's not a surprise. He's witty af and enjoys some back and forth.

Solas is a very lonely man. He keeps everyone at arm’s length because he’s seen what getting close to people can do to him. His biggest fear is dying alone, and he almost gives into that because it’s what he believes he deserves for all he’s done. His life has been so stressful for so long that he's almost totally unable to consider anything else but his battles. He even says explicitly that he's tired.

That doesn’t make me think of someone who was out there in Ancient Elvhenan sleeping around all those years. No doubt he considered it, but he likely didn't pursue much with anyone physical; he enjoyed spending as much time as possible in the Fade. (The banter with Blackwall doesn't count to me personally since Solas himself thinks the whole idea is preposterous, which speaks for itself really.) Especially after being a slave/servant to Mythal seems to have voided him of his agency for some time. Then he led a rebellion and fought for thousands of years against brutal tyrants. Any one of the people he was close to could’ve been trying to kill him. Lavellan, however, has no reason to do so, so he can flirt with them freely. In all that time, it seems as though the only people he allowed to get close to the real him were Felassan and Mythal. I don’t think he slept with either, because the relationship was familial. Felassan was also loyal to Mythal, but didn’t burn his vallaslin off. (Is this a right hand/left hand of the Divine parallel again? Two brothers and their mother? Idk, I need to think about that one). For creatures with bodies made from the blood of Titans, they don’t have blood families. They would’ve had to forge their own, which is what Solas did with Mythal and Felassan.

And then there’s his ‘it has been a long time’. Most have taken this to mean that it’s been a long time since he’s been intimate with someone, but given what we know now and that he spent thousands of years in the Fade while his body was in uthenera… I wonder if he’s actually saying-- ‘it has been a long time since I lived in a body’-- ie. ‘it has been a long time since I felt physical drives, a long time since I have felt so physically real’. To me, this makes a lot more sense than the ‘he’s thousands of years old he can’t possibly be a virgin/inexperienced’ take bc like... My friends. It probably didn’t feel like thousands of years to him bc he’s essentially always existed. Time is different for spirits. It’s not like he’s gonna go: ‘well I’m nearly 4000y/o, better lose my v-card’. Time is no object when you are a timeless being. Then, given the path his life took, it wouldn’t make a lot of sense for him to be that experienced given how hard it is for him to trust.

I also personally headcanon him as heavily demisexual/demiromantic too. His true nature is so non-physical that the idea of him being very promiscuous or something just doesn’t fit his character. He needs a mental connection, to feel something, before sharing much of himself, or allowing himself the vulnerability intimacy brings, something he clearly feels with Lavellan based on how shaken up by it he is.

And it’s also canon that Solas has never been in love before meeting Lavellan. So. If he went however many millennia without falling in love, it’s also possible he went without intimacy for a long time too.

To be clear I’m not trying to say that this is the correct conclusion. My opinion has just changed a little since Veilguard (I used to think he was being smooth etc bc he's old af/v experienced, but with confirmation of former spirit Solas it’s changed my perspective somewhat)

Also:

‘Things have always been easier for me in the Fade’

‘I am not often thrown by things that happen in dreams’ my man is shooketh guys SHOOKETH

[necrotic-nephilim]

Even if they’re similar ages Jason hanging around stephs house just being awkward yet casual but bc I’m Jason headed he would do something *nice* and Steph, the best, is like okay buuuut it doesn’t matter that you’re being kind to my mom while she’a obliterated (and Steph feels protective but also embarrassed of her but Jason was kind) because you’re still doing bad things and working for a bad guy. I’m just rolling around in it like the feeling of going to someone’s house and being left there with someone you don’t know who lives there

(based on this post) YES YES you get it, i think it makes it so fun! bc Steph's primary concern is her mother, and she's also almost sensitive about her living situation and who her father is. she'd be so stressed about a stranger around who could judge and scrutinize all the little details she can't control. especially bc, she's not going to trust *anyone* who works with or for her dad. while other ppl may see him as an almost dismissable threat, she's been up close and personal with all his crimes so she doesn't like when others diminish him. so for Jason viewing Cluemaster as a "lower villain" to compromise his morals for, is almost insulting to Steph. at first. she doesn't care about his sob story (even if she does deeply relate) or the logical reasoning he has for this. she's angry he's associating with her dad in the first place. and now she has to deal with him in her house constantly, "protecting" her as if she can't do so herself. (even more so, the humiliation that her dad felt the need to hire someone but didn't put enough effort into hiring someone *actually* dangerous, bc is she supposed to believe this scrawny teenage street kid is her new bodyguard? he's practically her age.) her whole life is cracked open for a stranger working for her dad. i think it could be a fun "enemies to lovers" sort of vibe, where it takes a good while of forced proximity before Steph really starts to understand Jason.

esp bc Jason rarely feels like explaining himself, he's closed off and doesn't think he owes strangers explanations for why he does what he does. i think it'd be fun if it would be a very slow, awkward relationship that has a deep foundation of mistrust and hatred for a while. neither of them enjoy this forced vulnerability and sure Jason's not doing the questionable stuff like punching cops or moving weapons now, but somehow this almost feels uncomfortably worse bc it's more personal. he actually has to exist around people he can't fight his way out of being around. he knows he's invading. it feels better morally but it's not something he's enjoying to any capacity, esp when he feels like Steph has her points in hating him. and everytime he's forced to actually protect her from real danger, it's that fun sort of cliche of "oh shit i care A Lot More about the idea of you getting hurt then i thought i did, wtf is up with that" and i think that's how they'd finally bond, through those shaky moments where their lives get threatened and Steph sees how far Jason will go to save her.

[mortal-sarah]

please tell me about your regency AU bc I think about MethasJJ every time I hear the Pride and Prejudice soundtrack 😭

Yay thank you so much for asking! Okay now that I have to write this all out I’m a little self-conscious about properly conveying all the thoughts in my head! So bear with me please as this may get rambly, but basically the au follows both MethasJJ and OabWan. And MethasJJ is more Lizzie x Mr Darcy vibes/inspired and OabWan is a little more Bridgerton/almost tropey

Wan is a distant cousin of JJ’s family and after his parents died he was taken in by them as a ward. And if JJ is the Lizzie then Wan is kinda both his Charlotte and his Bennet family. Like they’re each other’s closest companion but Wan (much like in tldhlb) has a habit of getting in embarrassing situations and he’s kind of made a name for himself in the ton as being not up to society’s standards, some people feel he drags JJ’s reputation down by association.

There’s an incident at a ball where Wan trips and ruins the food table which is being set up/was cooked and prepared by none other than Oab who is working as a chef for the family that is hosting. Wan and Oab have a little fight, people gossip even more about Wan, and JJ gets all protective and drags him out of there. Oab also gets fired by the family because they blame him for the embarrassment the whole scene caused, even though it arguably embarrassed him and Wan more. From then on Wan stops being invited to balls and JJ refuses to go as well in solidarity and just because he’s protective and annoyed with the way polite society treats Wan.

Soon after this event Methas, who is of course a rich business man from a family with lots of money, moves into a property his family owns in the same area and one day he sees some asshole harassing and making fun of Wan and JJ on the street and JJ is just telling this man off and Methas steps in to be their charming knight in shining armor and JJ is like “I’ve got this handled” and is very not impressed by Methas which kind of throws him because people are usually fawning over him because he’s rich and handsome.

Methas finds himself unable to stay away from JJ and wanting to know more about him and as he spends a little more time with him he learns about the way the ton feels about Wan. He realizes this stresses out JJ so he comes up with a plan. They’ll bring in a rich handsome man to very publicly court Wan and everyone will be jealous and start to think better of him because he can get such a catch. The problem is that Methas doesn’t really have any friends or people he could trust to do this favor for him. But, he did one time screw over this family and the ward of the family still owes him a debt so he calls that man up. And that man is of course a recently unemployed Oab. Basically Oab has a similar backstory to his one in the show but instead of an apprentice to his master he was a ward taken in by their family and when Methas forced them into ruin with his cruel business practices Oab offered to take on the debt to try to help the family that helped him.

Methas pitches his brilliant plan to Wan and JJ who are like okay I guess? If you think it will work. And so Methas throws a ball to introduce the new couple to society. When Wan and Oab meet again they’re like “YOU!” But they both agree to go along with the fake-dating plan because they both feel stuck, Wan feels bad for being a burden to JJ and Oab has a debt to pay. So they pretend Oab is a rich Lord or something that Methas knows from university.

The plan miraculously starts to work. People look at Wan more favorably because of this perceived advantageous match. No one really recognizes Oab as the chef from the party because rich people never look at the help. But the father of the family who threw the party where the incident went down does recognize him after a while so Methas pays him off to not say anything. By this point JJ and Methas have started to have some banter and some of the disagreements like the ones they do in the show and Methas kind of uses this to be like “see money can buy anyone’s silence, people with money have the most power”.

I also kinda want Kluea to be here. Maybe he and Wan met in a shop one day and bonded and he is poor but he starts to become a rival for Wan’s hand and it makes the society even more interested in Wan because oohh he has two people trying to court him.

Oab and Wan start to very genuinely fall for each other and of course because they are disgraces to polite society they get a little hot and heavy (maybe in a hedge maze or something fun like that). Wan starts to feel like this all may work but he does reject Kluea when he tries to officially ask to court him and some nosy people listen in and it becomes a very public thing. Wan still feels good about things with him and Oab but! Then the guy who knows Oab isn’t a lord that Methas paid off decides to reveal Oab’s true identity. Oab and Wan are disgraced and their reputations once again come crashing down.

JJ is pissed. Oab has skipped town, Wan has basically locked himself in his room crying over losing Oab, and Methas is facing little to no repercussions or judgment for his role in all this because people inherently respect him more because of his money. JJ goes to confront Methas about the plan failing and frankly making things worse and Methas is all like “you’re over-reacting it will all be fine! In fact I have an idea that can fix this all: marry me!” And JJ is all what?? And Methas is like if you become my husband then Wan will technically be my family and people will respect him because of my good standing. And JJ just goes off on him, a la Lizzie’s rejection speech to Darcy after he proposes. He’s like “I don’t care about reputation or those stupid things, I never did! I just care that my brother and best friend was in love and now he’s heartbroken! I don’t want your money or your good standing or your protection! I just want my family to be happy! Against my better judgement I was starting to fall in love with you Methas but now I can see that you never cared about helping Wan or me. All you care about is money and the power you think you have over people.” He brings up that even though paying that guy off failed to keep him quiet Methas was still right in a roundabout way because people have left Methas alone about his involvement in the whole scandal because of his money and place in society. JJ is all “I guess you were right about how money conquers all and since that’s how you see the world I’m out”

So JJ leaves Methas heartbroken and he and Wan leave town to go stay with JJ’s parents (in my mind JJ’s parents went on like essentially a vacation to somewhere but liked it there so much that they ended up buying property there and living there mostly full time). Methas wallows for a few weeks realizing he fucked up. Eventually he decides to take action to get his man so the first course of action is to find Oab and 1 cancel his debt, and 2 convince him not to give up on his love for Wan just because of what happened. Then he and Oab go to where JJ and Wan are staying to both apologize and reconcile. Wan and Oab talk things out and realize they love each other and they only need each other and don’t care about what others think. Methas apologizes to JJ for all the problems his actions caused and actually articulates to JJ what he likes about him and that he has been in love with him for sometime now. JJ hesitantly forgives him and they all spend some time at JJ’s parents’ and Methas of course charms the hell out of JJ’s mother.

In the end JJ decides to sell the family home where he and Wan were formerly living and moves in with Methas into his summer home. I imagine it somewhere like Bath, where it’s a town that’s popular at certain times in the season for like courting but it has an off-season where it’s just a quiet little town. Methas spent most of his childhood summers here so he’s got some feelings about it because his family still died tragically in this au but they all agree they need to not move back to the society that judged them and treated them so harshly. Oab and Wan want to open a restaurant together and so Methas very graciously buys them a property that they make their home/restaurant. The restaurant becomes a well-loved staple of the town and both couples are very happy. Eventually Methas proposes to JJ very romantically in the beautiful gardens of their new home and he accepts. And they all live happily ever after!

Whew! That was a lot! I realize that there maybe wasn’t a huge focus on MethasJJ but in my mind while Wan and Oab are kind of the main conflict, Methas and JJ are very much the narrators who are having conversations with each other as all this goes down around them and are the perspective through which we see the story. Oab and Wan’s story kind of serves their story in a way if that makes any sense?

[myymi]

Hi!!

I don't know if this has been asked before but I couldn't find it on your blog, so here I go

(Also if it has been already asked or for any reason, feel free to not answer this, lol)

A few knuckles & tails hcs you'd like to share? Because I am reading your knuckles n tails fics and... Reading them is not enough I need these in my blood...

They're.... brothers... *crying* they are brothers your honor

Oh and, thank you so much for blessing us with your latest fic, I was screaming about protective knuckles!! (this is a compliment)

Anyway, as I said, feel free to ignore this, and I hope you have a great day!!

-💛

heyy!!

nope, no one’s asked for just knuckles&tails hcs, but i’m more than happy to share the ones i have!

they’re both really big history nerds, so they’ll tell each other different stuff they know. knuckles abt the ancient echidnas and tails about anything he can dig up

tails will come drop off books at least every other week for knuckles to read (sometimes they’ll read together, but usually that’s only if it’s a subject tails REALLY likes)

if it’s a cloudless night and they’re both free, tails will fly up to angel island so they can stargaze together :]

knuckles taught tails how to punch properly n other shit. while he doesn’t want tails to have to do that, he understands anything can happen and he wants his baby brother to be safe <3

they explore together !! they’re the perfect duo for it, they can reach any crevice they wish to (also helps tails practice with carrying knuckles around, he learns the best way to hold him and other smart stuff idk)

they both get SO stressed when they’re out with sonic bc his dumbass is convinced he can’t take fall damage (‘make sure to keep an eye on the idiot who can’t fly’ ‘can’t i just build him shoes to make him fly?’ ‘If he’ll take them, go for it’)

tails gave knuckles a ton of pointers on how to land better when having to drop from higher points to avoid causing too much pain

tails is one of the few people knuckles trusts to be alone with the master emerald

knuckles just.. picks tails up whenever he feels like it. no warnings either, he’s just snatched up fr

they both like napping in sunbeams :] there have been many instances where sonic’s found them snoozing next to the master emerald, tails curled up on knuckles’ chest and them both snoring away

knuckles usually just lives off of whatever fruit he picks, but he does make an effort to cook for tails when he visits <3

tails makes a lot of reinforced technology for knuckles so he doesn’t have to worry about accidentally breaking anything (he did once and he felt SO bad)

during infinite’s attack, before tails ran off, he went to knuckles for comfort <3 knuckles was also the main person who looked after/checked on him

knuckles actually adores tails, because he’s such a sweet kind, not to mention incredibly smart AND he’s strong enough to carry him and sonic like oanrowineg he’s so impressed with this kid and he makes sure tails understands that (which, bless his heart, he’s so confused as to why the guardian of the master emerald likes him so much)

whenever knuckles learned of tails’s past, he literally almost went to west side to beat up tails’s bullies because how DARE they put this child through all of that

when they were younger, and tails was still a little insecure abt his extra tail, knuckles would go out his way to make positive comments abt it oiebfowbe (‘that is a wonderful advantage you have. truly a gift’ ‘i would love to have an ability such as yours. you’re a blessing to this world’)

tails taught knuckles how to spindash

when tails got tired after aa long adventure, knuckles would carry him so he could sleep as they made their way back home

knuckles had tails tell him EVERYTHING about the fake chaos emerald he made because that’s so?? how did you manage that tiny child, tell me

they both have pretty severe abandonment issues :( but they help each other get through it <3

that’s all i have off the top of my head! but of course, you can always ask for more!! 💛✨🌼

[andvys]

andy i knew you’d linger is a chef’s kiss masterpiece the way the angst hits so good and leaves us thirsting for more i can’t wait to see what you’ve planned

i’ve seen a lot of turmoil whether reader should be w steve or eddie bc of reasons a, b, c but i wanna know who you think reader should end up w like in your heart if you were in reader’s shoes who would you choose bc honestly as much as i love steve and love to see him grovel working his way back i’d go for eddie bc reader feels so at home w him like they can be their complete self no stress and have been the happiest they’ve been in a long time

but i’m also a sucker for a good comeback story and if i saw steve realizing what he lost and really making changes to be better for reader and himself it’d be so hard not to fall back into things

either way i love what you’re doing keep up the good work you gorgeous person you 🫶🏻

oh my god you are so sweet! i appreciate your kind words and i’m so happy you like this story and my writing so much! 🥹🫶🏻

to answer your question (and this is not because I’m and Eddie girl, I would’ve answered it this way as well, if it was about other characters) I’d rather have her end up with Eddie (fun fact, he was never supposed to be in this story, it was a spontaneous decision) (and again, i’m not saying this because I’m an Eddie girl). It’s just that, he gives her the things that she wanted from Steve, all these years. And, he asks for nothing in return, he just does them for her because he wants to do them for her and he doesn’t expect her to do anything for him! He adores her, he protects her, he is there for her, he supports her and even shows up at games, just for her! He never wronged her in any way, he is just the sweetest guy ever and I love their chemistry (which happened naturally while I was writing it). Would I have labeled this as a love triangle from the start, then she would’ve ended up with Eddie.

As for Steve, he will do and be better, he will say goodbye to his King Steve antiques. He will grovel and he will try to make it up to her, he will learn and he will become the Steve that we know now, the one that we love. But it’s gonna be difficult for him to get her trust back after all the things he had done to her.

Realistically speaking, he fucked up too much. He abandoned her, knowing that her dad left her. He broke every promise he ever made. He told her that he wasn’t in love with her anymore and that their whole relationship was a lie, he cheated emotionally and got together with a different girl just two days after he had dumped her. That is bad enough but there is so much that happened during their relationship too.

He was only eighteen and he was a really insecure and weak guy and he won’t be the same later on but getting her trust back in the future, won’t be easy at all.

The ending is still very much open but I’m just going with the flow right now and trying to figure out how they should end up together

[lucysweatslove]

Almost done with my first week of med school proper. We haven’t gotten into much of the science but touched on a lot of more of the social factors. Obviously one week (albeit multiple hours a day) isn’t long enough to get all the way into social factors like medical racism and anti-racism, identity and intersectionality, social determinants of health, etc, it’s nice that my school opens up with it to really set the tone.

Last night I spent some time talking to a friend who is a peds resident who went through the program at my school (on a different campus) who used disability services. His advice was basically to fight for what you need at every step, because nobody else will advocate for your inclusion and DRS when he was going through clerkships had like no idea how to accommodate his physical disability. He has some good experiences and some shitty ones. Anyway, I felt better about applying after that. The worst they can do is say no, that accommodation is unreasonable, and then not have a suitable alternative. I’m fortunate enough that I don’t think my disabilities would keep me from filling technical standards, so I shouldn’t be kicked out, I would just have a harder time which is exactly where I’m at anyway.

The MS3 (third year student, started doing the clinical stuff recently-ish) that is doing a longitudinal clinic experience at my rural site was in town today and stopped by our lecture hall during my lunch break to say hi and chat. That was really nice. I told him a little about the experience I had with the Dean, and he was supportive of “whatever [I] want to do” (really stressed it’s a personal choice)- and when I said that I WANT to stay but feel pressured to quit, he was all “then FIGHT it, they’re looking for that.” He also said the docs have asked about how I was doing… idk. He is such a nice guy and easy to talk to and somebody I actually feel safe with (very rare I feel safe telling somebody IRL about any of my psych history). I just have such a hard time trusting that the docs there actually cared for me at all. Not that I expect them to actively hate me (hate takes energy; if you don’t care for somebody and are far too busy it makes most sense I think to just not give them any of your mind). But it’s easier for me to think that they’re asking how I’m doing/transitioning into med school proper out of like, a perceived duty due to their position. I have had some bad experiences of “forced kindness,” so while I don’t anticipate any hostile/negative intentions, I also have a hard time believing there are outwardly positive intentions towards me. Like “I’m asking because I genuinely care” seems less plausible than “I’m asking because it’s part of my job.”

Anyway, MS3 recommended I do NOT email but text the primary preceptor about finding a time to call, which has me anxious for other reasons (phone calls are the literal devil if I need to do anything as Me instead of as like, Customer Service Me, you know?). But I will also respect that- like after he said that it made more sense to me because she gave me her # and then also later said that emails get missed so easily because they get bombarded with emails. 🤦🏻‍♀️ I need to text her still, just got busy and need to get over my fear of bothering people.

Oh and I was busy because I actually applied for disability services and accommodations. Yay! I sent in my assessment documents and an application, and they said they will be reaching out to set up a meeting soon. Something I found interesting is that I’ve mentioned accommodations in passing to a few people - one in relation to neurodivergence and clerkships, they didn’t gaf which is totally fine, and the other was that MS3 (just asking if he every used it, he said no). I don’t know entirely what I picked up from them and don’t want to read TOO much into it bc neurodivergence. But I wonder how much of those answers is somehow related to stigma in med Ed. My opinion is very much “fight ableism” in the sense that like, a quarter of people have a disability of some sort and can use legal measures to protect against discrimination and get us a little closer to equity. And it’s not just for me either- I really really do want to fight the systemic BS. And that’s part of why I’m so curious about their motivations for NOT seeking services. If they really feel like there is nothing they need to accommodate and like they don’t have a disability, that is GREAT for them and I won’t tell them how to experience any diagnosis or difference from normative experiences. I’m just unsure if there’s some judgment on my end for seeking it, or maybe if there’s some internalized ableism, or if they were just heavily dissuaded BECAUSE of ableism, idk.

I do feel fortunate to have people around me that care and want to help, though.

[nickeverdeen]

Hiii! I was wondering if you could do a Harry Potter match for me if it’s not too much trouble ☺️ if you can I’d like a male character and my pronouns are she/her 

Description: 

I’m Kinda tall (5’11) and has shoulder length curly black hair and brown eyes.

I have glasses but I don’t wear them all the time (they work w some fits and they don’t work w others- yet I’m still insecure abt them)

I have brown skin (like milk chocolate shade) and my body type is kinda hourglass leaning to pear shape- anyway~

I’m a Gemini and an ISFP, and I’m straight 

I’m pretty much that burnt out gifted kid who dreads school yet still gets A’s and B’s bc they don’t wanna disappoint their family, but I really love anything that’s creative 

Drawing, making edits, writing, crafting, decorating. Love it all. My aesthetic is a mix between cottagecore and dark academia

Im very indecisive and hate conflict-

(The idea of someone hating me scares me) 

I’m a total introvert and loves staying at home lazing around but if I’m with someone I really like and trust I’ll go pretty much anywhere with them bc I know I won’t regret it :)

small groups >>> large ones

I’m pretty quiet at first (I’m more of a “ew, I hate ppl introvert then a “I’m scared of ppl introvert”) but that just leads ppl to thinking I’m shy but then become surprised when I have things to say and talk about. I’m actually more sarcastic than you think

Yet I never talk about my self.

I struggled (and still struggle) with self esteem issues from time to time, but it’s gotten better :)

I’m a go w the flow type of girl. I don’t get stressed over much, and I don’t really yell or raise my voice over anything- but I do laugh a lot.

If you can make me laugh- like TRULY laugh, ima be stuck to u like glue <3 

Bottom line: if you’re goofy w a sense of humor? Ima like u :D

Ppl say I’m comforting and easy to be real around which makes me feel good 😌

I like skincare and anything of that sort, so I’m always the one using face masks and creams all the time. I love mystery books and movies, basically anything where I have to figure out who did what.  Love dogs, flowers, art, music, and theme parks as well :) 

(Omg sorry if this is so long!)

Your Harry Potter match is…

Ron Weasley

Sometimes teases you or plays with your hair

Someone has some stupid things to say about your glasses? Nah you gotta hold him back

Reassures you that you look good in your glasses

Suprised that you get all As and Bs

Girl, please help him with his homework or studies for exams if you can

Dates at Three Broomsticks

Ron is very gentle and protective with you

The trio likes you

If you’ll let him watch Netflix, he’ll make movie dates

Feeling down? Jokes and your favourite movies plus cuddles are on

Ron loves it when you talk about yourself and interests

Stands up for you if someone’s rude to you, be sure of that

Makes jokes to cheer you up

Complimets 24/7

Istg he’d really try to buy you some creams, but he’d probably end up getting something completely else

Ron would have to ask Hermione or Ginny for help about it, though

Which would end up him getting teased by Fred and George

He’d be on the other hand be able to buy you flowers

Be prepared, Molly loves you

You’re part of their family, no buts or ifs

Ron is ESFP and Sagittarius, if that’s in any way important

He’s the golden retriever in your relationship, no arguments

Ron also dislikes arguments, especially with you

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[lectergrahams]

i rlly can’t stop thinking about bad things. getting to a point idk if they’re just fears, where i’m nitpicking or making things up, or if something is fr not working

i hate feeling like ed is never happy to see me but…. am i expecting something that’s just like. not rlly a thing in actual relationships?? am i being naive wanting that when it’s not actually practical

like…i haven’t seen him since friday morning and today i rlly felt like he just doesn’t care that i’m back and maybe would’ve rather not had me come back? yesterday he said he was looking for it but today doesn’t seem that way at all. it was impossible to talk to him earlier bc he just clearly wasn’t paying attention to anything i said and i feel like that happens so often. have i played myself being in a relationship this long not knowing how it would be to see each other this often? have i wasted my youth lmao

all the practical reasons aside, am i staying more because i’m afraid of being alone in general but esp at this age? i don’t rlly have anything going for me that would give a new partner any reason to want me. but i don’t wanna be single forever, and i don’t wanna worry about it, especially if i’m just delusional fantasizing about something better.

i feel like i’m disengaged too and idk if that’s a protection method, if i’m actually causing problems bc i’m distracting myself too much / worrying about stuff like this too much, or if the connection is just like… not here. but i jsut feel like i have so many endless things to talk about with my friends, and can be so comfortable in silence with them. but with him, i am always always questioning what’s going on and if i’m doing the wrong thing

and if we were to break up how the duck would i EVER be able to trust someone else like. if you could be with someone for 6 years and things end, how do you start dating someone new and trust that maybe they’ll still treat you like they do in the beginning 5 years down the line

just stressed lmao

[moonstruckme]

hi! i love ur work! i was wondering if you could do a poly!marauders or just remus taking care of r when they're stressed abt school. like maybe reader doesn't sleep bc they're studying and they're just trying to get r to sleep or to take a rest but they're stubborn like "i have to learn this, i'll go to sleep as soon as i finish studying"

Thanks so much sweetheart!

Remus Lupin x fem!reader ♡ 623 words

When Remus wakes in the early hours of the morning, you’re still not in bed. He forces himself up, padding down the hall to where a light is still on over the kitchen table.

You’re lying there like a puppet that’s had its strings cut, one hand still on the trackpad of your laptop and a tiny puddle of drool spreading on the table from where your face rests against the wood. 

You look like you’re deep in slumber, but as soon as Remus’s fingertips brush your shoulder you jolt awake. 

“I’m up,” you say, seemingly to yourself or perhaps some omniscient judge of your work ethic. 

Remus flattens his palm on your upper back. He thinks he can actually feel the strained muscles around your neck from being slumped over the way you had. “This isn’t a very comfortable place to doze off, dove.” 

“I just—” You blink forcefully, giving your head a little shake as if to reinvigorate yourself. It doesn’t look like it makes your eyelids weigh any less. “Just took a power nap. I’m good now.” 

Remus takes your hand, moving it out of the way so he can close your laptop. You seem hardly able to track his movements, eyebrows pinching when you hear the click of it shutting. 

“It’s late,” he says. “Time for bed.” 

“Not yet.” You’re shaking your head again. “I will soon, I just have to finish studying first.” 

“You’ve studied all you can.” Remus tugs your hand gently, trying to encourage you to your feet. “You won’t be able to retain anything more when you’re this tired.” 

You stay stubbornly in your chair. “I just need some more coffee.” 

“The only thing you need right now,” he says firmly, pulling you up and away from the kitchen table, “is your pillow.” 

He starts leading you toward the bedroom, and you’re not resisting him anymore but Remus can see the uncertainty on your face. You’ve been worrying about this test for weeks; Remus doubts you’ll ever feel like you’ve studied enough for it, but he feels bad worsening your nerves by making you stop. 

“Darling, you’ve got circles under your eyes so dark I could mistake you for a raccoon,” he says softly, smoothing his thumb over the back of your hand. “You’ll do much better on your exam if you’re well rested, trust me.” 

You sigh, too exhausted even for anxiety, and lean your head on his shoulder. “Okay,” you say dully. “Thanks, Rem.” 

He kisses your head in response. It’s lucky that you’d changed into your pajamas before beginning your study session, because all you have to do is get right into bed. You set your phone on your nightstand, and Remus reaches across you to take it. 

“What’re you doing?” you ask, voice already soft and slightly slurred as you let your head sink into your pillow. 

Remus taps at your screen, squinting in the blue light. “Shh, go to sleep.” 

“Remus.” You sound more alert, and he holds up a hand to fend you off as you reach for the device. “Stop it.” 

“No, I’m turning off your alarms so you can get some real rest.” You whine as he finishes, shutting your phone off with a click and setting it on his nightstand where you can’t tamper with it. “No more power naps, dove. I won’t let you miss your class, alright? Go to sleep.” 

You make a huffing sound, but fatigue softens it into a sigh. “Fine.” You shuffle closer to him under the covers, seeking his warmth. “G’night.” 

Remus wraps a hand around your middle, tugging you the rest of the way to him and pressing a kiss to the nape of your neck. “Goodnight, sweetheart.”

[unholyxvoid]

that’s sweet of you to say! i’m just some guy at the end of the day though, i’m not going anything special. but i am glad it means something to you. <3

that’s makes sense! for us having pdid, it’s funny that we have 100+ headmates. we have some who are on the nonverbal spectrum, but none who don’t use words at all. i think it would be really frustrating for us, because i, maw, get super frustrated when i go nonverbal from overstimulation and such. i think it’s best we don’t have nonverbal headmates, but i also can’t control it if we ever do. also funny story that when i was in the questioning phase of if we had vessel or not, that i thought bite would be nonverbal? it’s really funny it turned to be the opposite lol. brain really said switcheroo.

i wish you luck with the new headmate though, it’s stressful to find out about new additions. let me know if you need help or anything. i turned on post notifications for you guys if that isn’t weird? i just thought it was better than to keep checking for answered asks, you know? so i’ll see if you post anything about me or something.

yeah, me too! would be fun and a nice bonding experience. i don’t know if i actually know anyone with pdid. i think my ex had pdid but we obviously don’t talk anymore as they are my ex, and even then i was new to discovering our system compared to now. therefore i didn’t really think too much of us possibly having the same back then.

i think the whole darkness thing makes sense for us overall as a collective. because our headspace is exactly as you’ve described yours. it’s just a black fuckin void of nothingness that is shaped but you can’t tell it’s shaped since it’s just pitch black. if this makes sense! we’ve always had a complicated way of trying to get it across. i think black hole makes sense for me though with bpd, like feeling like i’m just a thing like that. i dunno! weird stuff. it’s also funny to me for us that the further i figure out stuff about myself as the main fronter, that our system is very leaning towards aroace and nonhuman. we’ve had an influx of nonhuman headmates recently since i’ve realized i’m more nonhuman than i thought before. it’s been a weird one!

and, too, i would like to figure out more ways that i am nonhuman but i have no idea how to go about that as just a whole of itself. i can describe one way i’ve figured out something for me if that’s of any interest to you.

that’s okay! we also do that, it was just an offer that you can take at any time, and an open invitation to do so, you know? just an established thing! no worries about it at all if you never think of anything. promise.

that’s also okay!!! don’t apologize for things like that, i get it. we’ve been really dissociated for the past few days, so i understand. i hope it gets better soon.

-maw 🪽

just some guy in my asks giving me supply by sending me asks to be fair so like . keep em coming yk lmao /nf

damn post notifications on for us ? youre making me blush /hj do what you gotta man stalk me if you must , trust me i will not complain , youre feeding me well

we dont personally know anyone with pdid i think (im very sorry if we do and just forgor) but our mates have did and theyre actually the first system we ever had contact with , so a lot of what we know and stuff comes from them , but again they have did not pdid so while theyre still very helpful its not like we can really compare our experiences too much

i honestly dont know how many there are . there could be way more than im aware of but i can only really count what i know so i say theres only a few since i only know of a few . the nonverbal thing gets somewhat frustrating for me too especially since i want to talk to iv , but thats honestly less of a problem than him not being around is bc sometimes he just . is gone for a while . and im left wondering if he ever even existed :/

well if you do realize part of darkness then hello me spawn good to know youre one of mine :) and i agree its sometimes a little difficult to explain exactly how we work as well especially with the void being my core being and everything else stemming from that , weve tried making posts about it but i feel like none of them are 100% exactly what id like to convey . and id definitely like to know more about how youve figured things out

[animeomegas]

Can you trust this BNHA boy to give your child the birds and the bees talk?

Midoriya: His hands are shaking, the pup’s hands are shaking, there’s enough blushing that neither can stand because all the blood is in their heads. But he gets through it. Probably made flash cards. Neither can read them because they’re both about to pass out. He gives the pup the flash cards to read alone later. Asks ‘do you have any questions?’ like he’s being held at gunpoint. It gets done though. 

Rating: Turn off your heating because the blushing will heat the house for you/10

...

Denki: Actively volunteers to do it. The pup is rolling their eyes bc they know what’s coming. Gets a little too into the social parts of the talk and not enough into the biological parts. Stresses that he made loads of bad decisions on this topic when he was their age, so they shouldn’t be ashamed to come to him for help. Asks ‘have you got any questions?’ like it’s a challenge. 

Rating: Doesn’t know what a fallopian tube is, but surprisingly insightful on some deep topics/10

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Aizawa: Will only agree to do it if it’s time sensitive and you’re not there, or if the pup specifically requests him for some unknown reason. Better with younger pups who just need a biology lesson. Worse with the older ones. If the pup only takes one thing away from the conversation it’ll be ‘contraception, protection, contraception, protection’ because he says it like 25 times. Directs ‘have you got any questions?’ towards the other parent. 

Rating: No personal anecdotes/stories under any circumstance/10

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Iida: Buys a textbook a month in advance and reads the whole thing first. Makes a lesson plan. Does not occur to him that a teenage pup might be putting the information into use fairly soon. Has a ‘when you’re at least 26 and married’ vibe, but only because that’s how he viewed sex and is baffled to find other people disagree. Waaayyy better with younger pups, but waits too long for that to be a useful skill. Asks ‘have you got any questions?’ and is baffled by the questions that follow.

Rating: ‘Yes dad, I’m definitely a virgin 🙄’/10

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Kirishima: Buys snacks for the talk for some reason. Injects a whole load of talk about consent and respect for others and oneself. Is surprisingly good at figuring out the pup’s existing knowledge and not patronising them. Probably the best at it from the people so far. Asks ‘have you got any questions?’ with enough sincerity to encourage the pup to actually ask their questions. 

Rating: ‘Hey champ, I was your age once, I understand what you’re feeling, let’s hug it out’/10

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Tamaki: Why are you doing this to him? What if the pup asks about his sex life? Or about something weird they’ve seen on he internet? What if he doesn’t know how to answer??? Walks to the living room to have the talk like he’s walking to his death. Wants to be there for his pup, but would really rather you sat there with him and led the talk. Asks ‘have you got any questions?’ without breathing.

Rating: Crying, screaming, throwing up/10

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Dabi: Too much detail, too little detail, never finds the balance. Keeps going to share personal anecdotes before realising how inappropriate they are and aborting half way. Focuses on how to beat the shit out of someone who won’t take no for an answer. Is surprised by how stressed he feels afterwards and has to take some time for himself. Asks ‘have you got any questions?’ very blasé like, but has some triggers that he won’t deal with and will send them to the other parent.  

Rating: ‘Aiming for the crotch is temping because of the setting, but aiming for the throat does more damage, so do that’/10

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All Might: Feels confident going in, has all that confidence stripped away the second his pup uses one (1) slang term he doesn't understand. The kind of talk that ends up being more informative for him than the pup. He ages 20 years and dies instantly if any of the following topics are broached: kinks, already being sexually active, any sex acts other than penetrative missionary for baby making, etc. Doesn’t ask ‘have you got any questions?’ because he has more questions than the pup could ever possibly have. 

Rating: Kids these days (baffled)/10

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[leahblackk]

I have not sent in a request jn like 6 years but okay -

something maybe a lil big angsty but like spencer is being over the top sarcastic with reader. maybe they’re in an argument over his job or something some argument and Spencer is just being very rude and sarcastic to the point where reader can’t tell if it’s a joke or not, and in the midst of their argument spencer is called away on a case, and comes home to see reader has left. (if u wanna fluff it up at the end he can apologize profusely and they can cuddle it out but up to you leah bc your mind is genius)

Hurtful words

(Not my gif)

Summary: a little blurb by my local amazing ideas giver, Alex. Let’s all say thank you Alex for this idea.

Couple: Spencer Reid x fem!reader

Warnings: Spencer being a little shit. And mentions of being injured because of gunshot. And many mistakes I’m sorry :)

Oh my god yes! I feel like I haven’t done a blurb in years. Your blurb ideas are the ones that keep me going. And you are the genius!! Your ideas are extremely amazing and I’m happy I can make them true <3

Spencer Reid.

What a mystery that man was.

Y/n met Spencer as a sweet young man with glasses and cute jumpers. A man who didn't catch certain social things. He didn’t understood sarcasm in certain occasions or indirect messages or double intentions. Of course, he knew what it was, but he didn’t know how to act with it or how to use it.

Until he learned how to be passive-aggressive.

The first time Y/n ever saw Spencer being passive-aggressive with someone was with JJ when the Lauren/Emily thing happened. Spencer, of course, was very mad about it. JJ was his best friend, the person he most trusted besides his girlfriend. He couldn’t understand why he couldn’t know. It wasn’t like he was going to tell anyone! He had the right to know that his friend whom he loved so much wasn’t buried five feet underground! He cried on his girlfriend floor for hours, and when he was too embarrassed by her looking at him, he went to JJ’s house. She saw him, she saw him crying his eyes out for her and she didn’t say a damn thing! Of course he was going to be mad.

Y/n never thought she had to worry about him being like that with her.

Spencer always has been a sweet man. But he isn’t when he’s under stress, mad or sad. The pressure over him made his IQ of 187 slashed to 63. He couldn’t think straight. And Spencer never worried about him being like that with his girlfriend. He didn’t had any reasons to be. She was all nice to him and cared about him.

But now, things changed while they were fighting in their shared apartment.

Y/n has been injured on a case after being reckless, or that was the way his boyfriend thought, but to be honest she saved a life, even if that got her hurt. She didn’t care. She would do it again. And that petrified Spencer.

Even if her doctor told her she could go back to the field. Spencer wasn’t going to have any of it. That was why they were fighting. Neither of them liked to deal with strong emotions. He wanted to say he didn’t want her to be there because he was scared he was going to lose her. He couldn’t lose her. She was his everything. His glue putting him together when the world tried to bring him down and shatter his heart. She was the thing that keeps him going. But instead of saying that, he was treating her badly and Y/n on her side wasn’t going to have any of it.

“Why can’t you understand, Spencer? I’m not a child. I can perfectly take care of myself.” She said putting her clothes on her go-bag while Spencer took them out.

He chuckled, “Perfectly take care of yourself? Yeah of course I believe you. When did you take care of yourself? When you put yourself in front of the unsub and he shot you? Yeah, Y/n, that’s taking care of yourself.”

She frowned.

That hurt.

“Excuse Spencer but you’re not no one to tell me what to do.”

“I’m your boyfriend!” He said, hurt.

“And? That doesn’t give you any right to tell me what to do. I’m a grown-up, Reid. If you didn’t notice. I’m not a child you can take care of.”

“Sometimes I think you are, you know?” He then looked at her, “You act worse than a child sometimes. Being so reckless and putting yourself in danger.”

“Like you haven’t done that yourself either.”

“I have! But I knew what I was doing. You weren’t thinking!”

“When is gonna be the day you understand you can’t tell me what to do?”

“When you stop being so reckless and actually take care of yourself,” He crossed his arms over his chest, “But apparently that’s not happening.”

She sighed with anger and looked at him. Throwing a shirt over his face and going downstairs to the kitchen to drink water and calm herself. Spencer followed her and entered the kitchen taking a glass of water as well.

She didn’t even look at him. He wanted her looking at him. He wanted to feel those eyes on him even if they were full of anger.

So he made it in the wrong way.

“And you said you’re not a child,” he murmured referring to her throwing the shirt on his face.

“What was that?” She turned around and look at him.

“You perfectly heard it, Y/n.”

“I can’t believe you’re the one calling me a child. Look at you,” she moved her hands up and down in front of him to make a point, “I’m going to that case you like it or not.”

“I wouldn’t risk the team to be with you on the case. They might end it up injured with your recklessness.”

Silence.

The words Spencer throw made echo in both lovers ears.

Reid bit his bottom lip regretting the words as soon as they came out of his mouth. Trying to take them back but the damage was already done.

Y/n looked at him without any emotion. Until her eyes start to burn and the tears came out. She lifted her hand with anger and wiped them off feeling her cheeks getting warmer and warmer.

Spencer looked at her and his heart ached. Why did he said that? She was a great agent. He was just scared of losing her and if by telling her that stuff, she would stay home safe, he would do it. But he regretted it now. He regretted it so much.

She chuckled without any humour and licked her bottom lip, tears coming down her face again.

But she let them now. Too tired.

Spencer’s first instinct was to step forward to her, but she stayed back putting her hands in front of him, to stop him.

She didn’t want to be touched by him.

He looked down.

He spends his life touching her. Loving her and worshipping her body. Touching her soft skin with soft moves, carefully not wanting to break her as she was a porcelain doll. But now, she didn’t want to be touched by him.

And Spencer understood.

He did.

It was all his fault at the end of the day. He made her stayed back when he wanted to pull her in. It was his fault. “I don’t want you to touch me,” she murmured and passed him taking her arms close to her so they wouldn’t brush his skin.

Spencer’s tears came down now.

I don’t want you to touch me.

She didn’t want him to touch her.

But all he wanted to do was touch her and let her know he didn’t mean those words. How could he? She was perfect in everything she did, her job included. Mostly her job.

Spencer didn’t notice how much time had passed while he stood frozen in the middle of their kitchen until he felt his phone buzzed. He took it out of his pocket. It was Morgan.

Hey Spencer. I know you love your girlfriend so much but we have to hurry! People are dying you know? Not everything is vanilla and roses like you two.

Spencer chuckled. Only if he knew.

He went upstairs with careful moves while he pressed his palms together trying to stop the trembling. He mostly did.

All her clothes were now in the closet, her go-bag as well. She wasn’t going to the case. It wasn’t a surprise. He knew he would achieve what he wanted after saying that. But now it didn’t felt right.

He moved closer to where she was. On their shared bed. He sat down. He was about to open his mouth to say something but she did it first. “Please don’t say anything. You have said enough and I think your thoughts are very clear,” her voice sounds broken. And was all his fault, “Just go. Tell the team I haven’t made full recovery yet.”

He nodded even if she couldn’t see him because she was hiding under the blankets.

What Spencer didn’t notice was the way after saying those words, her hands end it up on her mouth trying the sobs not to come out. She knew if Spencer heard those he would stay with her, even if they just argued. It was Spencer at the end of the day.

He would do anything for her.

Spencer full of guilty took his go-bag and walked directly to the door, looking at her once more.

He wanted to ask.

He needed to know.

You’re gonna be here when I come back?

You’re gonna still be here when I come back?

But the words never left his mouth. They got stuck on his throat. The pain and the tears as well. He needs to say he still loved her. That no matter what he still loved her. He loves her.

He-

He loves her.

But he couldn’t. So he turned around, and left.

When the front door closed Y/n finally let the sobs out.

…

The young doctor tried to avoid all the questions on why he was so grumpy and distracted.

The answer to those questions was “I just had a huge fight with the love of my life and I’m worried she leaves while I’m here. Even if she have every right to I’m still scared because she’s the only thing that keeps me going.”

But of course, he didn’t said it.

He just dismissed everything saying he didn’t have good sleep which didn’t make things better because later on, he was going to be teased by Emily and Morgan.

And when the case was finally closed, he ran to the closest flower shop to buy her favourite flowers and then he went to her favourite restaurant to get her favourite food to then ran to the metro all the way to their shared apartment.

He tried to manage to open the door with all the things in his hand but he couldn’t so he put his satchel and the flowers on the wooden floor, and he was about to put the food as well but then he thought about the germs even if the food was protected, so he put it above his satchel and he was finally able to open the door.

The lights were off which wasn’t weird of her. She wasn’t a lover of the lights of the apartment, always reminding Spencer that they needed to change them as they were too bright, but they never had time to do so, but that was exactly what Spencer was going to do tomorrow.

He then took off his shoes and put them next to the others, but her shoes weren’t there which was weird but he didn’t think too much about it. Maybe she forgot to take them off.

Spencer, then, open the door, even more, to put all the things inside of the house. He put his satchel on the little table next to the shoes and his keys as well.

Her keys weren’t there.

Spencer’s heart stopped.

Her keys weren’t there.

He breathed in and out softly trying to calm his desperate heart beating faster and faster on his chest wanting to get out. He put his palms together trying to stop the trembling but this time was impossible.

He took the flowers with him and went upstairs closing the front door behind him and he open the door of their shared bedroom.

She wasn’t there.

She-

She wasn’t there.

Where did she go?

Did she leave?

No.

No.

“No,” Spencer whispered the tears coming down his eyes.

She wouldn’t. Even if she was mad. She wouldn’t do that as everyone else did without any more explanation than a letter or a note.

A letter.

He needed to find the letter.

He searched on their bed and the tables beside their side of the bed. He didn’t look in their closet or bathroom because she wouldn’t leave that there.

Spencer went downstairs to the kitchen looking for the letter on the dining table and outside of the refrigerator. But there was none.

He, then walked to the living room looking and moving things making a mess.

He needed to read the letter.

She must have left a letter.

Everyone else left a letter.

And the door open but he didn’t heard it because of his desperation and the sound of his heartbeat making echo in his hears

He needed to find the letter.

He turned around and she saw her. Standing there with a sundress and her hair tied. She looked beautiful. She always looked beautiful, but she had a frown on her face looking with confusion at her surroundings, the mess he just made and then back to Spencer repeatedly.

And then he understood he needed to explain himself. “I-I,” he looked down and closed his eyes full of tears for a few seconds. She saw the trembling on his hands. She made a step forward from instinct but then she stopped as she remembers what happened between them. He looked up at her. He couldn’t get the words out of his mouth but she waited for him to talk, patiently while he tried to find the correct words. “I came here right away. Well not right away because I went first to the flower shop and then to your favourite restaurant,” he rambled looking at her. She didn’t stop him. She didn’t have any intention to stop him. Instead, she listens carefully. She always listens, “you weren’t at home and I’ve been nervous all these past days because I thought you would leave, and you had every right to and then I came back here and you weren’t and I looked for a-a note or letter.”

Her heart shattered.

People that left his life always left a note or a letter. She remembers when he told her that.

“I didn’t leave,” he nodded. She didn’t. She stayed. “Penelope called me and she needed help with something and then she asked me if I knew why you were acting so weird and I talked to her for a while and I didn’t realize how late it was. I’m sorry.”

He shocked his head. Stepping forward to her. “You don’t have to apologize. I’m the one who needs to apologize. I shouldn’t have treated you so badly and I want you to understand that I didn’t mean a single word because you are so great and so amazing in everything you do. I would never mean those words,” now was her turn to nodded, “I just said that because after you being injured, I didn’t want you to hurt yourself or even get killed. I’m selfish, yeah I know that. But you’re my everything, Y/n. Without you, I don’t know what will I do, you’re the only one who keeps me together and the one who brings light to my darkness. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” he took her hands looking for permission first, “I said those things because I knew you would stay home, but I didn’t mean them I swear I didn’t.”

She nodded again and hugged him. He sobbed while he hugged her as his life depends on it. “I know. It’s okay love. I won't leave you I promise,” she sobbed too. “I love you.”

“I love you more, so so much.”

And they held each other while they sobbed and repeat those three little words back and forth.

They were home now.

They were okay now.

[shingia]

hopefullyy this inspires u to write,,, can i request hc's of the boys getting jealous seeing their s/o work well with another person on a team/club? like good chemistry with a dance partner for example! (u can choose who u write but can it include iwa!!) <33

✗ HQ BOYS GETTING JEALOUS SEEING YOU WORK WELL WITH ANOTHER PERSON ✗

a/n : kdjfkdjdkdj i love this request omg ty ! i did half hc/half scenarios bc i thought the request fitted this format <3

-> iwaizumi, osamu, kuroo, suna, tsukishima

-> warnings : kuroo’s a bit suggestive (tbh i don’t know about the rest. it’s just... kinda hot? (tsukki’s only fluff tho<3))

-> reblogs are >>>>

— IWAIZUMI

• iwa’s jealousy was practically non existent until he actually saw you interact with your partner

• don’t get me wrong, he absolutely loves your smile - but he especially loves to be the one who caused it

• he tends to get physically very protective of you, so expect his arm to stay wrapped around your shoulders most of the time. because to him it’s the easiest way to show the world (but especially your partner) that you’re his

• he also not-so-subtly offers you to wear his clothes on days when you have practice. and he secretly hopes that someone will ask you who they belong to...

« it’s cold outside. you should wear this ». iwa’s low and unannounced voice makes you turn around in surprise. leaned against the bathroom’s doorframe, he’s holding your favorite jacket in his hand - the one with his name written on the back, and you suspect that this might not be a coincidence... with a chuckle, you agree to put it on, noticing the proud spark in his eyes. « you know, i’m pretty sure everyone already knows i’m dating you » you tease him with a wink, all while also admiring the way his name takes up the whole width of your back. « oh yeah ? » he asks, a smirk tugging at his lips as he leans forward to rest his hands on the sink behind you. trapped between his outstretched arms, you watch his smirk grow just a little bit bigger as he lets out, very quietly, « well this is just a reminder... it better be the last ». his green eyes locked with yours could almost make you forget about his arm snaking around your waist at a painfully slow pace. almost.

— OSAMU

• look, he’s very happy for you. no doubt about it. but he’s so used to see people fawn over his brother that he can’t help but get a little protective from time to time

• since gifts are his #1 love language, he might buy you a workout-friendly piece of jewelry that you can wear during your practice

• he also insists on dropping you off and picking you up as often as his busy schedule allows it. especially since he learned that your partner was willing to give you a ride home...

• it’s not that he doesn’t trust you, obviously. he just doesn’t trust them yet

• and that’s why his kisses - and pda in general - are a bit more « intense » than usual

leg bouncing up and down, osamu is (very) anxiously for your conversation with your teammate to end. because after watching the entirety of your practice, he needs a little reminder that you two also have incredible chemistry together... a better one, even. so as soon as he sees you wave your teammate goodbye, he stands up straight, arms open just wide enough to welcome you against his chest. but instead of the chaste kiss you expected to get, you’re actually greeted by his left hand grabbing your sides while his right meets your lower back. disconcerted, you don’t even have time to say a word that his mouth crashes onto yours so eagerly that you have to lean back a few inches. « wh-what was that for ? » you pant as soon as his warm lips have left yours. « nothing. i love ya, that’s all » he smiles innocently, glad that you didn’t notice the cocky look he just gave your teammate who witnessed everything from afar... exactly as planned.

— KUROO

• passive agressive™️

• he would insist on properly meeting your partner but oh god they better brace themselves,,,

• because kuroo’s the kind of boyfriend that will shake their hand hard enough to make them yelp, all while having an angelic smile plastered on his face

• oh and you can forget being called by your name : he’s going to demonstrate the entire variety of nicknames he has for you. he might even come up with new ones just because he’s feeling « inspired »

• every single thing he says to your partner has to be a reminder that you two are dating. like « oh yeah they told me about this yesterday.. during our date ». just to make sure that there’s no misunderstanding.

« well... speak of the devil », kuroo hears you chuckle, your voice almost drowned out by his heavy breathing. he’s obviously planing on apologizing for being late... but not now. there’s something he wants to do first. still very aware of your partner’s presence right in front of you, he decides to securely yet eagerly wrap his arms around your waist before spinning you around proudly. « so... you guys were talking about me ? » he asks, glad to know that he’s the reason behind your giggles. « we were, actually » you answer a bit more seriously as he finally puts you down, still keeping both his hands on your waist. « well, i am your boyfriend after all... » he starts, interrupting himself to place a loud peck on your jawline. the only thing you can think is about is how awful this situation must be for your partner... kuroo, on the other hand, doesn’t seem bothered at all, as shown by the way one of his hands discreetly makes its way under the fabric of your t-shirt to rest directly on your skin. « hands off, kuroo » you order him with a slap on the back of his hand. an offended gasp leaves his lips, yet he complies reluctantly, thinking that your partner probably already knows everything that needs to be known about him.

— SUNA

• he doesn’t really mind it... as long as you’re willing to cuddle once you get back from practice. if you’re not, then he’s gonna start to worry

• because cuddling is probably his favorite ‘boyfriend privilege’ and he doesn’t want it to be taken away from him

• his schedule is pretty tight so he might not be able to attend any of your practices, but he asks you to record it as much as you possibly can so that he can watch the videos with you afterwards

• and seeing how smoothly you and your partner move together definitely doesn’t help with his worrying

it’s been thirty minutes now, and suna’s still not done watching the videos you took today. he loves to share these moments with you, snuggled up against each other the bed ; but most importantly, he has someone to keep his eye on... « babe- are you 100% sure that this was part of the choreography? » he suddenly speaks up, his eyes leaving the screen for the first time. you quirk a curious eyebrow, more surprised by his unusually suspicious tone rather than by the question itself. « oh, the hand on my waist ? yes, rin. it was ». at your words, his lips press into a thin line, he’s obviously far from being convinced. but you know your boyfriend well and you’re quick to reassure him : « you know, his hand might have been on my waist but you’re the one laying in my bed right now ». the frown on his face disappears almost immediately - much faster than you would’ve thought, replaced by a much more confident expression as his hands start to gently stroke your sides up and down. « mmh, i guess you’re right.... i mean, at the end of the day, only i get to have ‘all of this’ for myself » he smirks, playfully eyeing you up and down until he can’t resist the temptation of your slightly parted lips anymore.

— TSUKISHIMA

• tsukki’s not jealous, he’s just... well.. cautious. or at least that’s what he tells you

• but, deep down, he knows that simple cautiousness wouldn’t make spend his days and nights stressing about this new partner of yours...

• so, after a few weeks, his impassible facade starts to crumble a little bit. nothing too extreme, but just enough to let your partner know that you’re taken.

• and he knows he doesn’t need to do much : one of his signature scornful looks is more than enough. especially when he’s staring at your partner dead in the eyes while you’re greeting him with a hug and a kiss after your practice

« tsukishima kei, i’m waiting for an explanation ». with a sigh, your boyfriend drops his book on the table, turning his chair around to face you. « i don’t have one, i already told you. you told me to introduce myself, and i did. end of story ». you both know that tsukki did not just ‘introduce himself’ like any other human being would have done. and that’s precisely what you’re trying to make him admit - because your partner looked genuinely scared during practice today. « wha- no, i didn’t look down on him. it’s not my fault he’s so short... » he mumbles under his breath, trying his best to avoid any eye contact with you. but you know that only a slight tilt of his chin upwards is enough to make his eyes lock with yours - and that this is enough to have him admit anything. « you’re jealous, kei. and it’s painfully obvious by the way... » you smirk - but this smirk disappears in a split second as he slowly gets up from his chair, towering over you like he usually does. « ok, maybe i am. but i just wanted to make sure that he knew his place. and especially mine » he finally admits, his lips spreading in a scornful smirk that would be terrifying if his eyes weren’t filled with the infinite tenderness he has always felt for you.

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