#LITERALLY CRIED

[gingeraleluke]

did i request this because my anxiety has been ridiculously aggravated these past few weeks and i don’t want to keep relying on people to comfort me because i don’t wanna be annoying so my only source of comfort has been daydreaming about art donaldson being a soft comforting boyfriend and holding me???

yes yes i did.

do i regret it?

absolutely not this was beautiful.

my number one .ᐟ

Paring; art x reader

Synopsis; You'd always been your own worst enemy. Your anxiety liked to jump out at the worst times yet your ever-doting boyfriend was determined to be there every. single. time.

Even if that meant missing his match.

Requested; anon

Notes; tysm for the request <3 i kinda based this on my own anxiety and the methods I've been taught over the years

Masterlist

“I don’t wanna be annoying.”

“You're not being annoying.”

No matter how many times he says it, you never believe it. How could you not be annoying, especially when you’ve woken him up at 3 a.m. for what must be the third time this week?

Art sighed, pulling you closer to his chest. His hands rubbed over your back in soothing circles as he pressed a kiss to your forehead. “Just follow my breathing, okay?” It was a saying so common that it seemed to fall from his lips without a thought. It was almost like a lifeline of sorts knowing that no matter what you’d always have the steady beat of his heart only a phone call away whenever your own decided to forget how to beat on time and needed reminding.

It was equally a blessing and a curse. A blessing to have someone like Art who would drop everything to come at your beacon call but a curse that you needed him in that way. 

Even now when he should be preparing for another tournament - against which school you can’t remember but then again your only thought right now is being able to focus enough to breathe - he’s here with you tucked around a corner from your class as you try to calm your breathing.

The moment he’d gotten your text.

Please come

Need you

He’d left the court without a second thought and made it to the building in record time. “You’re okay.” He soothed running a thumb over your cheek as he held your gaze. “You’re okay just breathe. In and out.” 

He hated seeing you like this. No matter how many times it happened he’d never shake that feeling of nausea that would swim in his stomach whenever your breath seemed to catch and your eyes grew distant. It made him want to just wrap you in his arms and protect you from anything and everything that left you feeling even slightly anxious.

You were his entire world and it hurt him to know you were your own worst enemy. 

“C’mon.” His hand intertwined with yours as he grabbed your bag. You both walked quietly back to his dorm your heart rate slowly going back to normal as you both walked. 

“Don’t you have practice?” You frowned as he placed your bag on his bed turning to watch as you shut the door. “It’s fine.” He smiled trying to reassure you as he opened his arms. “I can practice later you’re more important right now okay.” He sighed pulling you against his chest.

The practice could wait right now all he cared about was you. 

⋆·˚ ༘ *⋆·˚ ༘ *⋆·˚ ༘ *

Not now, please god not now.

Art had already been so busy the last few days that you’d purposefully tried to leave him alone. He needed to train and you didn’t want to get in the way and worry him more then he already was. 

He’d only left his dorm an hour ago to get ready for the match and you’d been fine. Better then fine actually you’d had a great morning and for a moment you’d thought that maybe you’d go three full days without your anxiety rearing its ugly head.

And then it proved you wrong.

“Art I’m fine.” You could hear his concern down the phone as you sat on his bed, mentally counting your breaths to try and keep some semblance of calm. “You sure? I can come back for a-”

“No. No stay there and just relax okay? I’ll come find you before it starts.” You could almost picture the concern in his eyes as he sighed before relenting. If you said you were fine you were fine, pushing you would only make it worse.

“Okay but call me if you need okay? I love you.”

“I love you too.” You smiled slightly tracing shapes over his covers as you ended the call. The room was starting to feel too small as you sat, the air almost stuffy. Nothing had even happened and yet you could already feel the anxiety building.

The pit in your stomach swirled as your hands grew clammy no matter how many times you wiped them on your jeans.

You were fine.

You had to be fine. 

Taking a breath you stood pacing the small space as you tried to halt the attack. Breathe in for 10 out for 10.

In for 10 out for 10.

“Fuck.” Your voice shook slightly as tears began to prick at your eyes, your chest heaving as you tried to pull in a breath that wasn’t there. 

Your eyes darted around the room as you looked for anything to help but came up empty. You couldn’t call him. You knew the minute you did he’d drop everything and you didn’t want that.

No matter how bad this was - and it was bad by your standards - his match was more important.

Wiping the tears you sat back down closing your eyes as you tried to talk yourself through it.

You were fine.

⋆·˚ ༘ *⋆·˚ ༘ *⋆·˚ ༘ *

The breath he’d been holding since you’d spoken on the phone a few hours ago seemed to finally release as he spotted you in the crowd. His eyes lit up and a bright smile pulled at his lips as he made his way through the crowd towards where you stood, your own eyes lighting up when you noticed him.

“Hey.” He grinned pulling you in for a chaste kiss. “You came.”

“Of course I did.” You laughed but it was strained. Your smile slightly too tight as you fixed the cap over his curls. “You ready?” You asked pulling back ever so slightly. 

“You're shaking.” 

“No, I’m not.”

“Yes, you are I can see your hands.” Art sighed his smile pulling into a frown as he took your hand in his. “Your freezing as well.” 

Your face was still pulled into a tight smile but he saw right through it. The slight draw in your brow and the redness around your eyes gave you away almost immediately. Before you could say anything else he was pulling you through the crowd and behind the bleachers.

You swallowed back the tears which burned at your eyes. It had taken the whole two hours since the phone call for you to calm down even an inch and even now you still felt sluggish in your own body. 

“Art m’fine.” Your voice shook as you closed your eyes. 

“No your not.” He shook his head pushing a strand of hair from your face. “Why didn’t you call me?” You always called! It was bad enough knowing you’d walked from the dorms to the court like this but knowing you’d very possibly been like this since he’d last called you?

His own heart was racing at the thought.

“I didn’t wanna distract you.” His hand was now rubbing over your shoulder as you wiped at your eyes. “I know how much this means to you-”

“The match doesn’t matter.” He shook his head gently, tilting your chin up. Part of you already felt better just being near him, his presence a comfort in itself.

“Nothing matters more than you.” He smiled his eyes filled with warmth as his thumb flicked away a tear. “I’m not playing until I know you're okay. I can’t play knowing you're feeling like this.”

He pulled you closer rubbing a hand over your back. The match would never be more important than you - hell tennis would always come second to you. The fact the thought even crossed your mind was enough to have him debating putting the racket down and pulling you back to his dorm.

“Promise me you're still gonna play.” You whispered tucking your face into the crook of his neck as you breathed in the gentle scent of his aftershave for a moment. Your lungs seemed to work again as you pressed closer, sinking into his body.

“We’re not talking about tennis.” He murmured balancing his chin on your head. “You're all that matters.”

He meant his words, every single one of them. Sure he would play in the tournament but only once he knew you were okay, until then it was the last thing on his mind.

Tennis could never hold a torch to his love for you.

[christopher-the-cube]

Let me get this straight:

- there was no dance number

- barely any good songs

- no mention of the weird Korean ben with the side part

- Sloane and Ray were written off with one (1) line

- sure Ray walked out but why on earth did Sloane disappear if she was there with them in hotel oblivion I guess we’ll never know

- we were told Reggie erased everyone’s memories about Ben’s death but ??? it was physically impossible for him to have erased ghost Ben’s memory. Like, did Ben never discuss that with Klaus? It looks like he didn’t even realize it was Reggie who shot him, did he never ask Klaus how he died? 😭

- they showed us sparrow ben obsessively drawing Jennifer in s3, sort of insinuating he survived the Jennifer incident in the sparrow timeline but he straight up didn’t recognize her at all now? It’s like they were meeting for the first time?

- where did that subway even come from

- um. Five and Lila

- how the hell are their kids alive in the last scene if the siblings never existed

- why the hell are the Swedes and pretty much everyone from the commission there alive at the same time if they were meant to be taken from different time periods and that’s meant to be a true and pure timeline without any time travel whammy

- seriously wasn’t there a scene with an old timey black and white picture of the Swedes they would NOT be there in 2019-2024-whatever-year-it’s-supposed-to-be

- why does grace have a stroller in that last scene whose kid is that

- on that note what’s up with Lila’s family, to me that kind of insinuates all of the 43 WERE born in that timeline but… there’s no mention of any of the children or any of the siblings bio families

- which completely ruins the last plot point of ALL of the marigolds having to be destroyed, please even if the other children weren’t born there they straight up still had a half a jar of marigolds in Diego’s van 😭😭😭

- ALSO what was Abigail’s motivation, am I crazy or did she go like “fuck you reggie for wanting to destroy the world to punish you I am going to destroy the world” ???????

And I’m not even touching the whole Five characterization thing oh my god

[chained-sweater]

i'm so in denial over johnny and dally's deaths that i full on hc (this isn't a joke i'm being 100% serious) that johnny managed to escape the church just before it collapsed bc dallas pulled him out in time. the only serious injury johnny got was a broken arm and he developed asthma due to smoke inhalation. dally only suffered a few small burns on his arm and they didn't leave any scars after they healed.

[sakit-hati]

SO LIKE, I'M BACK AND GOT SOMETHIN TO SHARE

I WATCHED TRANSFORMERS ONE AND IT WAS GOOOOOOOODDDDDDD

*chef kiss*

Like, GODDAMN SO BEAUTIFULL THAT I CRIED AT THE END OF THE MOVIE

THE STORY, THE CHARACTER DRAWN

OMAGAAAAHHH

HOLI MOLI

(that's a plastic bag on my head btw)

Go watch it if you haven't, it's very recommend :)

{[Rate : 9.8]}

Can I get a

#I STAND WITH MEGATRON

?

[weirdagnes]

oh god oh my god i am not made to survive this i cant. pepa and bruno being bestjes then them drifitng apart oh gos

[seokgyuu]

Jeonghan enlistment.... not seeing Jun next month... I am not build for this today

[tadpoles-and-daydreams]

this isn't about witchcraft but I don't even care, I just found out my special interest game is getting an update today in like five hours and somehow I missed that memo???? I was burnt out so I wasn't paying attention and now I'm hearing that we're getting a new main quest, specifically the quest in which the formula is "this one guy shows up, drops the biggest lore bomb, and then leaves."

needless to say I am FROTHING AT THE MOUTH no one's gonna hear from me for like a month on my main (/j) it's all gonna be my alt's sideblog (yes I have three Tumblr blogs, shhh) screaming about this nonstop. because I'm one of those players who doesn't ever actually play the game but will never shut up about the worldbuilding and ✨LORE✨ and we're getting a quest that will, most likely, once again shift the entire perspective of the world a little to the left.

[bollylion]

To all the “Elemental” fans on Tumblr, thank you so much!!! Because of the fan art and glowing reviews you guys gave, I went to see it with my friend and we bawled our eyes out. It was a beautiful homage to the immigrant experience and I definitely see this becoming a new special interest for me.

[luukeskywalker]

finished gideon the ninth today

[the-young-enchanted-monarch]

I cannot possibly describe in words how upset i was after finally finishing good omens S2. They desereved a happy ending. There is no coming back from this IMO. Of course i still gave it the watch time to increase our chances of S3. I may not rewacth for some time, unlike i did for S1. It cut me too deep. Thanks Neil.

[mxoonred]

This is exactly me after seeing Guillermo del toro's Pinocchio

[morbid-mary]

I just got back into Destiny and Cayde 6 is dead??

I don’t even wanna play Destiny anymore rn

[trashnightshade]

The day I learned Philia by Gweezle will probably never be finished is the day I decided to let my depression win tbh

[never-surrender]

I'm ten seconds from putting Emmalyn into the bg3 verse as a durge....

[wolf-grrl]

In and Out Festival in Seattle, Sunday the 13 of August, 2023.

[kuinaoflight]

Since I see a lot of appreciation posts, I wanted to make my own for certain people who have made this fandom amazing for me: you are one of them.

I’ll keep this on anonymous, but I’m someone you write with so I know how amazing you are.

I adore how you portray Kuina. It’s so pure and a perfect mix of the manga and show version of her: a total badass with a heart of gold. I love the chemistry between our muses and the fact that you make me feel so many things whenever you reply, whether it’s to a thread or one of those memes. I love how you stay true to how strong willed Kuina is and you showcase that perfectly. You capture her tragic past perfectly, but at the same time show how far she’s comes in her journey. Your writing is exceptional and you seem like such a lovely person. I can’t wait to write some more with you.

I just want to say thank you for interacting with me. Keep doing what you’re doing. You make my day. ❤️

OOC: I’m…I’m literally speechless reading this and I’ve read it over and over and over again.😭This was completely unexpected and actually moved me to tears. I am just keyboard smashing with my feels right now AKDBIDBDJDBDKDNSKNSLANDKSN

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your kind words. They truly made my entire week.

I can’t wait to write more with you too and honestly thank you for interacting with me.

-Mun💕