Levi and your Sunday Scaries
Levi knows when the Sunday scaries for you have reached its peak in bed. You’re on your phone half an hour after you usually go to bed and Levi can feel the uncomfortable heat coming off of you even though the AC is on the coolest setting. You have your back turned to him and stiffen when he scoots into you, placing a tentative hand on your hip. “Feeling okay?” He asks, his warm breath touching the hairs on the back of your neck. “Mhm.” You respond as you begin to lightly shake your leg, Levi knows you do this as a way to self soothe. “Anxious about work tomorrow?” He doesn’t stop you from shaking your leg but his fingers do start rubbing soft circles on your hip; his way of helping you regulate. “Mhm.” You respond again. Levi doesn’t see you but he knows your eyes are closed with your phone still in hand, just trying to quiet your racing thoughts, if only for a moment. You suddenly shift positions, placing your phone on the bed, and lie on your stomach, your head tucked into the crook of your arm, your leg still shaking. Levi knows you’re not being rude, you’re trying to relax and it really does pain him to see you get like this, to get so worked up about work that you can’t sleep. His hand moves to the small of your back, rubbing circles like before but also patting, as if he’s putting a child to sleep. His motions are slow and deliberate. They’re also comfortable. You focus on how his touch feels. There’s so much love and care, almost as if he’s saying it’s okay, you’re safe, I’m here. And although it doesn’t take away all of the anxiety, and he doesn’t know it but he’s comforting your inner child, the one who comes out when you’re feeling big emotions. He doesn’t stop the physical touch until he can hear your slowed breathing, indicating a sleep state. He smiles to himself, relieved that you’re able to sleep. He’ll rub your back all night if he has to, if it means that you’ll have some peace.
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I suddenly understand why you all scream at me when I throw romantic angst at you in fics because this final half of this season of Bridgerton has me a FUCKING NERVOUS WRECK, I AM LOSING MY GODDAMN MIND
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My Biggest Fears:
(Lego Monkie Kid season 5 release date edition)
It releases on Mother's Day (Nuwa angst)
It releases on the same day as The Dragon Prince season 6
It releases on Father's Day (Pigsy angst)
The Chinese version releases first and we still have to wait at least a month for the English.
It releases after the TikTok ban so we won't have any season 5 edits. (THIS is the worst one)
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little girl dad!aaron fic for y’all tonight 💓
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ok tomorrow I’m gonna go in to work and have a meeting with my managers and if they decide they can’t reconcile with what I am asking, I am going to quit.
my brother literally just died from lung cancer presumably caused by his job and I cannot sit in whatever fucking fumes are coming out of that machine anymore. It’s unreasonable and unsafe and they are going to be facing severe legal action should anything happen
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One thing I really love about weed is how slow it makes everything. How just soft and warm and cozy.
Especially paired with that lazy groping that just... is so casually done that it almost seems commanding. I keep thinking of laying there, just passing the pen between us and shot gunning and being touched, just confident hands skirting around my body, finding which spots have the strongest reaction, exploring which areas they like touching more than others...
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New fic later today, please excuse the crappy writing. I haven't wrote fanfic in awhile, so my witting went brr brr.
Some parts of it may be a tad bit self indulgent as well.
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i was worried about sitting next to strangers on the plane but i’m just next to a guy and a woman, probably married, she’s watching bridgerton, i think i’m safe here
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