#and tumblr is an escape from stress rn

[flustersluts]

as far as I can tell angel-in-your-basement isn't a rape fetishist, they just have a CNC kink!

ahhh i see yeah. ok that makes sense, thx for letting me know. however cld we not send more asks abt this bc i have already had a debate abt cnc on this blog and im not in the headspace for another one rn

[plutoslittlerkive]

Telepathy

Leo/Loke x fem! Reader Smut

Authors Note: Heyyy guys, so like I’m kinda back, I’m really just taking a break from my Tiktok:Princessofmagix (shameless lol) but I find tumblr more comforting rn so I’m here YAY but yeah, here’s a Leo fic because I’m tired of y’all acting like he’s not BAD, he’s so fine like that’s my baby and y’all are sleep👁️👁️ but whatever, more for me ig😴 But anyways here something a lil short, a lil sweet!

Warnings!: Somnophilia, slight manhandling, and the reader cries…(idk Leo’s just HIM fr) but I think that’s it?

(Also mini text is speech through telepathy!)

Enjoy<3

I personally like to believe that my Leo is a sweetheart, he’s so eager to please, haven’t you heard that lions are loyal?

Especially if you allow yourself to be comfortable around him? He’s so grateful, he’d do whatever you ask. Anything to make you happy!

Like he’s such a sweetie and he always wants to know that he’s being good for you PLEASE praise him, he’s a sucker for words of affirmation…aside from physical touch. He can’t stand to be away from you and he definitely has some attachment issues.

If he could he’d be glued to your side! He’d give anything to be able to touch you. Mans will real deal get down on his knees, like his pride and ego are big but his love and desire for you are BIGGER! Like you could wake up to him between your thighs, he has absolutely no shame, you were his craving, and how else could he ease you after a stressful day?

It’s no wonder, the overstimulation damn near suffocated you in your sleep as if you’d been succumbed to paralysis. But what kind of nightmare would turn hell into heaven? You surely felt the heat, it was a warmth that enveloped every fiber of your being but you couldn’t keep up.

He looked up at you satisfied, he loved seeing you like this. Sure you were his master and you held his leash but to see you in such a vulnerable state, how could that ever be the case? He smirked as your thighs trembled around his face, clenching the sheets to try and brace yourself.

It was just too much, but prey never took the lead, and as your eyes finally opened allowing him to see their glossiness, he immediately gripped your hips and buried his face deeper, he had the power now.

“Feels good beautiful?” He asked through telepathy, a new power you incorporated with your spirits to aid in future battles.

Though now you kinda regretted teaching him at all, he just couldn’t behave.

But you wouldn’t play his game, you were exhausted and the pleasure only made you feel dizzy, so you spoke aloud.

“L-leo…wait…p-please~!“ He eased his fingers inside and curled them up, running his tongue soothingly along your clit.

“Wait why?” He questioned innocently in your head. People love to say cats are spoiled and Leo was no exception, he was such a tease and so brutal in these moments where your body craved any kind of release. Your back arched as you took a deep breath.

“Lion I can’t even breathe, please give me a break…” you stressed as you stared down at him pleadingly, lord only knows how long this has been going on.

“How, when I’m being so gentle with you?” Immediately he pulled you back to him when you tried to escape his grasp.

Curling his fingers deeper, he gently pressed down over your abdomen to feel every thrust. You couldn’t stop your thighs from shaking, he knew how torturous this probably was for you but he also knew he wasn’t going to stop, not until he felt like you were satisfied, he just wanted to please you, if you allowed it.

And allow it you did, because realistically you could’ve easily just closed his gate if you wanted him to stop but, of course your body betrayed any sane thoughts you had. It was especially different now because you were in fact EXHAUSTED but it was so hard to say no to him when he only did this because this was his way of taking care of you.

“I can feel you getting tighter babe” You’d be more thankful if he weren’t so sly, he was mocking you, and chuckled hearing your cries slowly excel, until suddenly you started to hold your breath.

“That’s it beautiful…” He spoke to you softly knowing you were about to cum.

The arousal dripped down your thighs as he sucked harshly along your clit and continued to curl his fingers up to meet his other fingers that rested gently on top of your belly.

You squeezed your eyes shut allowing the tears to fall, he played with your body for so long that all over felt tense, you couldn’t find it in yourself to open your mouth, too afraid of the struggled cries that would slip if you did. He further guided you until your mind settled, but you panicked as he proceeded to run his tongue over you.

“Relax Princess I’m almost done.” He cooed as he looked up to you, but you whined at his touch as you realized your body really couldn’t handle anymore, but soon enough he pulled away from you slightly and gently kissed along your thighs lovingly.

As you caught your breath he reached up and stole it back with a kiss, then brought one up to your forehead.

He smiled sweetly and pulled you close to him, kissing all over you, you wanted to thank him but your eyes fell heavy, so you finally spoke to his mind.

“I love you lion, thank you…” it didn’t take much time for you to drift back to sleep.

“I love you more beautiful…sweet dreams”

THE END!

(Thank you for reading! You wanna like and reblog so bad👁️👁️ *Holds up a hypnosis screen*)

Also request something I miss Fairytail sm :(

[babybluebex]

bex how do you feel about the jq news

dreaded getting this question but knew it would happen eventually, and this got long so like tl;dr - i think it's fake, and i don't want to talk about it anymore.

i think it's a fake PR stunt, bc joe and that woman are so fundamentally different that i don't know how they could have organically come together and could avoid conversations that revolve around the bad shit she's done (amongst MANY other things, her blatant hatred and mistreatment of her fans like. the man who cried onstage at a convention bc he was so thankful to have fans. verus. a woman who calls her fans weird and tells them to get a job and is such an asshole to them like. how do you find a middle ground/compromise with a partner on smth like that??)

and also how he's been pictured with a woman publicly like twice in two years, but all the sudden there's pictures out the ass of them together, and he's all PDA on her? it's behavior we've never seen from him before, and it's too weird and different from his typical self that it doesn't feel genuine at all to me (and also he's forever beebopping around london because he lives there and NOBODY ever posts pics of him out and about, but suddenly here's three/four pics in one day?? and people being like "oh it looks like fan pics and not paparazzi pics", like paparazzi can take pictures on phones as easily as regular people on the street can. just sayin.)

also also the story breaking on DEUXMOI instead of like leaking to a twitter stan account first?? knowing deuxmoi's reputation, the fact the entire thing originated from them stinks to high heaven to me

but again. this is my interpretation of what's going on. i could be wildly off the mark, but it's my own solace to think it's fake, bc the alternative is that joe is giving attention to a white supremacist neo nazi apologist who makes fun of her fans. and i have put so much of my time/money/attention towards him that it would be so disappointing to find out that he's ok with this sort of behavior, to the point where he'll DATE her.

and in all honesty, i'm just exhausted. this is ab to get trauma dump-ish, but my real life is so stressful rn (for many reasons, but two of the biggest factors being my mother being in and out of the hospital for the past few months, along with being treated like shit at a job that i really enjoy and might have to end up quitting this job bc of said mistreatment), and i come online to escape real life stress, and all of this is making me want to bite people. like online has become miserable for me bc i'm so worried ab opening twitter/tumblr and seeing ANOTHER thing ab someone i like doing things that are icky/distressing. like i hate it here rn, i'm so for real.

i'm grateful that many people seem to be in agreement that this is fake and aren't posting the pics/vids here (or if they are, it just hasn't crossed my dash), but like i'm tired of this. a hiatus might be in order until everyone chooses to calm the fuck down and stop doing things that stress me out 😅 online is supposed to be a fun escape, but lately it's been stressing me out to the point where i won't even OPEN my twitter in fear of seeing something that distresses me even more and makes me spiral.

so tl;dr - i think it's fake, and i also don't want to talk about it anymore. here's my thoughts, take them or leave them, but i won't be talking about it/debating anyone on it.

[nerdyneko6373]

guysssss I'm back!! :D

I missed y'all sm I'm so sorry I disappeared for so long-

Long explanation under the cut bc ik you don't want to hear all my yapping after half a year of silence lol. But there's going to be a few changes to how I do things here so here's a quick rundown!

I may not be as active as I used to be so I may not post/reblog everyday.

I still LOVE being tagged in games, chains, and picrews, but I may not get to actually doing it. So if I just heart it, please know I appreciated the thought!! :3

If I don't reblog from you as often as I do others, please please don't take it personally! I can't be everywhere all the time :[

I can't always think of things to say to comfort / support you guys, so I may just heart a vent post as support <3

If you have tagged me in something or messaged me and I haven't responded even though I'm online and posting stuff/reblogging, again, please don't take it personally!! I will get to you eventually. Sometimes I just don't have the mental energy to interact one on one.

This blog has not and will not ever be a political space, my little corner of tumblr is supposed to be a cozy escape from the world and its troubles ^^ So please do not tag me in political posts.

This is all I can think of rn but I will edit later if needed. If ur nosy and wanna know why I disappeared here's the cut!! /lh :]

Hi!! Again, I am so so sorry I went dark for a while there, I really did miss you guys but I definitely I needed to take a break from Tumblr and discord. It's not you guys, not at all, it's just me and my overcomplicated self 😖

What happened was I was becoming too absorbed in my online life and it was starting to interfere with my college work and my other responsibilities. I was also becoming more desensitized to things I don't want to see and I didn't like that. I tend to become obsessed with self-imposed rules and it was making me stressed and overwhelmed just to be online or not to be online.

I try to give each of my mutuals personal attention and support, especially when they're going through something, but a lot of times I don't know how to help you. I'm still trying to figure out things myself, and I really tried but I just can't be responsible for someone else's mental health while inexperienced and going through my own things. And as much as I want to reblog everything from every one of my mutuals, it was becoming more of a obligation that stressed me out when I couldn't accomplish it.

Also, my life has just gotten more busy and it's hard to be online all the time. During my break I was able to take a step back and reset, and it was a good thing for my mental health. I'm more grounded now and have a clearer head, which I'm thankful for!

[hannie-dul-set]

hi again! sorry, ik i just submitted an ask, but the thought crossed my mind - would you ever write dystopian/apocalypse for any group? like has it ever crossed your mind or is it not something you're into writing about? or or do you read that kind of thing as well? i've always been a sucker for the maze runner/all of us are dead kind of thing and i was just wondering bcs i honestly just think you'd devour with the heart-wrenching action-y stuff even though a lot of your works are light-hearted (kinda? not really?) and funny bcs your descriptions of emotion and imagery are crazy (better vocab is escaping me rn but i mean CRAZY) and i honestly think if any dystopian au i read on tumblr were to make me cry it'd be one that comes from you (this is all out of curiosity and nothing more btw and ik i haven't worded this v well so pls feel free to ignore!)

oh, you bet i've written dozens of dystopian/apocalyptic aus in my head before! only....in my head because of a very specific reason HHAAHAH 😭 i'd like to label myself as a mood writer, meaning i only have the ability to write certain genres and moods and i REALLY need to be in a specific headspace to write more serious/emotional scenes in order to pull it off but.........most of the time i'm either feeling silly/stressed/angry/delusional so it's near impossible for me to stay fuelled when writing those kinds of things HAHAHAH 😭.

i do have a few word vomits and ideas in my gdocs (while some are still trapped in my brain, never to see the light of day). one of which was birthed after i bingewatched markiplier's lethal company playthrough for the nth time. it's a txt au, beomgyu-centric (are we surprised!) but like all the rest of my dystopian/apocalypse au ideas, they're likely never going to come to fruition 😔😔.

[zeltqz]

I felt this needed to be sent as an ask. I know it's one of the hardest things to do (writing when your motivation is weighing) but you have to try your best NOT to listen to them (those who keep asking for updates with no consideration of what it's like for the author). Pressure ain't doing nothing but motivating negativity. I know the guilt, I've been there. At the end of the day I gave what I could and the fic ended up being discontinued a month ago. I permanently quit writing because I felt it was so overwhelming and stressful despite being something I absolutely love doing, I just couldn't take knowing people waited for my updates, I was disappointing them and that disappointed me. Talk about depression. Writers depression is very real. So eventually I unpublished my wattpad fics, deleted all my Tumblr fics, and stayed a silent reader, I wrote short poems or small works here and there for my private instagram, just whenever I felt like it. I honestly thought it was permanent. Until a friend of mine started writing which sparked my interest in it again. So I restarted my blog a couple days ago. Gave thought to what it was I wanna write and how I want this blog to be different. Atm I'm barely writing, I started 3 fics last week yet they remain in my drafts untouched with no further progress. But I can honestly say the nonchalance and freedom I have is quite nice, I try to write here and again. Or even if a single sentence or dialogue comes to mind I note it down, that gave life to another sentence and another and another until I put it together and it formed about a decent paragraph.. I'M RAMBLING. I lost track of what I was supposed to say. I don't even know the main point of this story. Forgive me. But seriously, the best advice I can give is to unburden yourself before you drown. Literally. Write what you want when you can, your wips, don't delete them!! I promise you some time later you'll definitely be inspired for them again. And when u do you'll be able to literally write more for it!! I have an idea from 2 yrs ago and it's pretty decent, with some editing it could be even better. So please don't delete them 😭😭 and don't let people push you to update. You can if you can and You can't if you can't!!! I'm here if you need any help 🙏🏻 I noticed that talking about your writing with someone who reciprocates your energy can ignite a full on passionate conversation that will lead to creating quality work!! Like new ideas or even roots to go for old works.. It's a good way to keep the motivation flowing when you're running thin 🤍🤍🤍

this is honestly the sweetest piece of advice soeone ever gave me. its so detailed and relatable too because i used to be a wattpad writer back in 2021 and then ppl kept on asking for update update update and it was so stressful so I just logged out of the account and to this day i havent logged back in 😭😭

as someone who used to be a silent reader i understand the frustration of needing an update. dont get me wrong i understand. i used to feel that exact way because fics were my only source of happiness at one point in my life when everything was shitty. but now im actually writing them, i know why some writers dont want to update so fast because its so much pressure when theres 5-6 ppl in ur inbox asking for update update update

ik how hard it is to finish a story but also how desperate it can get for the readers waiting for said update. which is the reason im constantly trying to keep writing but now i feel like i just cant. im such a perfectionist i dont post anything i dont feel is my best but rn i feel like none of my works are and its making me slack a lot and i feel like if i dont stop feeling this way then i might stop writing as a whole because its making me frustrated

writing genuinely makes me happy bc i feel like its an escape from reality (which i desperately need bc i hate my life) but i cant write good enough which is making me annoyed because i need that reality escape sooooo bad

and the reason i asked yesterday which fics of mine were peoples favourites, most of them were the series that i had deleted from my page because i reread them and hated it so bad. now im rewriting it but with this lack of motivation its one of the hardest things ive had to do in a while

and i barely talk to ppl about my fics because idk i barely recieve comments about them except for PT 2 PLS. like as much as i would LOVE to write part 2 3 4 5 6 7 etc its not motivating enough since i dont have anyone motivating me to write.

ugh this is a lot i dont except anyone to read this but THANKS FOR THE ASK <3

[j2lx]

Major life update... And maybe the end

Hello everyone! You might have noticed my lack of posts and the fact that I haven't written since the year has started, and I'm just here to address that (out of my own will, not because anyone is harassing me don't worry).

So basically the main point is that I've gone back to school after a good two month holiday! And it might just be the start of the year but I have club activities thrice a week, a research programme once a week and just a heck ton of school work to finish on a daily, and weekly, basis. It's notoriously known as the hardest school year, and I can tell you that it's true =") I've basically had to do school work till 11pm (at least) everyday and it really has taken a toll on my body too.

I'm in a sports club, and we have a lot of training... Yeah. Long story short, my body hasn't been very good with handling everything so far, and I've been on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion more than I should have recently. I'm definitely not getting enough sleep, and my physical and mental state is weakening by quite a lot.

Writing used to be my escape from all this stress, and I used to be very very happy when I started to write. But now, with more and more pressure (mostly from myself, please don't blame yourself for this) to write better, I'm feeling burnt out and I just have no motivation to think and explore all the ideas I have. I'm losing interest in jujutsu kaisen too, and I just overall am having an extremely long and horrible writer's block.

Right now, any time I have to myself (which is scarce enough) is spent watching anime, reading manga or gaming (aka time to myself and just time to forget the rest of the world). I seriously can't find the time to write anymore, and I can't keep pushing things (including school stuff and mental health) out of the way to write in general. From fanfic to the stories I was thinking of submitting for a writing programme (that I might not apply for anymore, idk) I just cannot bring myself to touch anything writing related.

So on an even more serious note, I don't want to disappoint anyone with my subpar writing or whatever, so I probably will just be throwing out and posting out the fics I've forced myself to write and finishing whatever requests I have left, before leaving for goodness knows how long. And if it gets to me too much, I might either delete Tumblr just as a way to get rid of this stress, or delete this blog altogether (trust me, I don't want to do it if I can help it).

Yeah so that sums up pretty much everything going on right now, and I really would like to thank everyone for their support (and if you took the time to read through this). Life just isn't easy rn and I hope you understand.

dreamer out 🫡

[hotdogdynamitezzz]

Hey you dont need to apologize for being inactive, we all have lives outside of social media lol. I'm glad you're back tho! I hope things smooth over for you.

Also kinda funny that I just saw an astro account on instagram repost one of your posts and i come on here to see your post first thing on my dash lol

Wait this is so funny as soon as I answered the other ask I thought about checking up on you LMAO and the fact u came to check on me after an Instagram repost LOL help the coincidences are coincidencing.

And thank u omg it's hard not to feel bad but bruh I cannot keep up I am the least business minded person ever who's sadly a commitment phobe. I just wanna have fun and escape from life on tumblr😩 also as soon as I saw this ask there was a wasp in my living room I've been trying to kill for 2 days and it just came out again BUT WENT BACK INTO HIDING and I legit have two electric flyswatters tight beside me because I don't wanna get stunggg😭 I'm so stressed about this wasp rn send help.

So how are u doing LOL

[skiasurveys]

What does the shirt you are wearing look like?   its a grey oversized tshirt that says "All roads lead to rome" lol

What was the last thing that stressed you out or upset you?   school. I have like 9 assignments to do this week.

How do you stay positive with all that life throws at you?   I... don’t.  <- same

What quality do you admire most in other people?   being actually loyal.

What is the highest level of physical pain you have ever been in? rate 1-10   tw// abuse: probably when I got hit by my ex

...same question, but with emotional pain?   -- abuse

What is your most prized possession?   my macbook, it has all my stuff on it lol

Which youtuber do you feel like you could be friends with easily?   i feel like safiya and tyler, and maybe Molly Burke.

Do you like your natural hair color?   its alright. its brown.

Do you think you will dye your hair when you start going gray?   i was thinking this the other day.. maybe.

Are you pale right now, or do you have a tan?   pale

Do you think you look best with a tan?   yeah

What is your favorite app on your phone?   Twitter, Spotify, Tik Tok even tho that app is a curse, and Tumblr

How old were you when you got your first smartphone?   I was 14 I think

Do you ever meditate on Scripture?   sometimes actually

Are you living a life you want to escape from? or do you love your life?   im just living.

When was the last time you felt that life was good?   when i was manic

Do you have one big mistake that you've made that you want to fix?   not anymore. I made mistakes, but it got me to where I needed to be.

Do you wish people would forgive you for your past so you could move on?  yes 

Do you wear green on St. Patrick's day?   no. My dad died on saint pats, so..lmao

Are you Irish at all?   i dont think so

Do you pray to God every day?   sometimes

What are three things you are currently looking forward to doing soon?   sleeping, the last of us episode 9, and working ig

Do you ever dance in the rain?   No.

Have you ever sat on a rooftop?   no, i want to so badly 

Who is that last good musician or band you discovered?   I have no idea.. I think Grandson?

Do you like to watch talent shows like America's Got Talent and X Factor?   i used too but not anymore tbh.

Have you ever tried avocado toast?   yup, and i didnt mind it

Name three items on your wish list right now.  New Ipad for my art, new bed, and maybe a new phone.

Are you more talented musically or artistically or neither?   i guess art

Are you better at English or math?   English.

What were your best subjects in school?   Social Studies/ History and Art

What was your favorite subject in school?   Social or any art class. 

Have you ever visited a teacher at their home?   once when I was in kindergarten and she held a bbq at her house

How many windows are in your bedroom?   One.

Who was your first roommate?   i guess my ex boyfriend

Who was your first best friend (besides a sibling)?   Eden

Do you have a sibling who looks like you?   Not really. I have brown hair, and brown eyes, and my sister has blonde hair and blue eyes lol

Name three women you know who have lost a child.   -- I only know two.

Whose was the last funeral you attended or watched?   My dads like 10 years ago

What types of cancer are in your family, if any?   Breast

Do you have big dreams for your future?   I stopped dreaming.

Do you feel alone?   Yeah, quite terribly.

What is this month's calendar picture?   I dont use a physical one

What is the theme of your wall calendar for this year?   --

Have you ever seen a double rainbow?   Yes.

How old will you be on your next birthday?    27

Which nationalities have you been told you look like? (i.e., Asian, Irish) I got told I looked dominican but I dont see it

Have you ever had an outstanding library fine?   No.

What book are you currently reading? nothing atm

Are you poor/broke right now?   Im broke rn but I get paid soon

Have you ever received any scary, threatening messages on social media?  yeah, I got doxxed once

What is the name of your youtube channel?   I dont make youtube videos but i have a channel ig

How many subscribers do you have on youtube? like 110

Do you wish that life were more fair?   yup

Who was your first kiss?   his name was Brandon

Do you feel you have found your soulmate yet?   Nope.

Are you single or in a relationship?   Single

If you're single, do you want to be, or do you wish you weren't?   I wish I had someone but realistically atm i dont have time for one, and also i need to heal still i think

Ever collected shells at the beach?   i used too omg.

Would you rather paint or carve a pumpkin?   carve

Who are three of your favorite youtubers to watch?   i have so many i watch but i guess atm- CallmeKevin, Kurtis Conner and maybe Markiplier, or Gamegrumps

What year did you graduate high school?   2015

What do you miss about high school?   I think what i miss is life wasnt as stressful as it is now, and i miss seeing friends every day.

What do you miss about college?   Im still in college

What color was your first car?   white

Do you have a car now?   yes

What color was the house you grew up in?   its like a light light teal

Growing up, what floor was your bedroom on?   top floor

What is your birth order in the family?   im oldest

What would your name be if you were the opposite gender?   I think mom said Nathan

What were you almost named?   Jaycee

Does your bedroom have carpet?   Yes.

Best camping experience?   i dont remember much from camping.

What are the top three travel destinations on your bucket list?   Iceland, Italy, and Japan i think

Do you get heartburn?   sometimes, i HATE it

What are three things you are known for in your town?   omg..idk.

What are three things you are known for on social media?   Stan accounts, I run a traumacore account as well on here, and my art i guess

What is your Instagram account name?   --

Have you ever used Snapchat?   Yes, but now I only use for selfies

Did you want to be famous when you were younger?   yes

What show did you most want to be on as a kid?   i didnt rly want to be on any

First celebrity you were obsessed with?   I think Joe Jonas

First celebrity crush?   Michael J Fox LMAOOOO

What was your first favorite stuffed animal?   I dont know my first. but Max my horse i got when i was 4, which i still have lol

What was something unique about you as a kid?   *annoying as fuck

Were you ever goth/emo?   technically I had a emo phase, but my mom nEVER let me fully unleash it lMAO

Do you want any more piercings?   i want them done

How many tattoos do you have?  Zero.

Do you want more tattoos?   I want to get one.

If you had to get a tattoo, what would you get?   I think a cute fox

Do you mostly write in cursive or print?   I think its kinda mix of print and cursive

Were you ever homeschooled?   nope

Describe your dream wedding in five words. too lazy

Pick three animals that you think resemble you, and why?   raccoon, rat, and a fox

Are you unique?   no

Do you get called a free spirit?   No.

What day of the week were you born on?   Thursday

How are you feeling right now? tired

[bookwyrminspiration]

Response to an ask from Ophelia:

Ophelia! Hello! Yeah, it wasn't exactly pleasant but it luckily wasn't too long and she wasn't very assertive. You could just tell she had some beliefs she didn't question the impact of and assumed that we all shared them.

Also I wasn't very clear about what guest teacher meant because I wasn't sure what to call her, but she's a teacher at the high-school level. The first period (I'm in fourth) of my english class is co-taught by her and my english teacher for ESL, so like she's a teacher but just not mine? And she came in to give a presentation as an example of what our final projects should look like. So she's a teacher but was a guest in my scenario

I'm really sorry that you had to go through/still go through that kind of stereotyping and discrimination. It's so unfair and really frustrating to deal with. And 100% not your fault. I don't have the exact same experience since as I grew up I went from a little brown kid to much paler, but I definitely at first meeting don't fit the stereotype of autism. I could talk (very stressfully) to the psychiatrists and excel at school, and so that immediately threw out their expectations and it was like...you'd think the 20 years of experience you claim to have would teach you that you need more than 20 minutes talking to me to actually understand me? You'd think they'd understand I might be masking and very stressed rn?? I said that I struggled to interact with people and she went "Well you're doing just fine right now!" Like thank you but also this is all a front and I will be exhausted later and it feels icky

That's not the same as the racial bias you've experienced, but I'm trying to understand and show that I'm paying attention so. It probably didn't help that I was alone; I don't like to have other people at my appointments, but that also means I'm at a disadvantage of being taken less seriously as a minor alone with two doctors. Add the very obvious anxiety and they think I'm just overreacting to things. At least I assume that's what's happening.

But yeah, those doctors you had sound awful but are a sad reality right now. There's injustice and stigma and stereotypes everywhere and we, unfortunately, can't escape it all. I generally surround myself with really great people, but I can't control everyone around me and sometimes I end up running into people like this and realize welp! The world is like this right now and even if we change it I still have to deal with it as it is right now! God this is frustrating! She's just out here thinking a certain mental disorder is evil like that's okay!

I have no idea if that teacher will learn as I will probably never see her again, but hopefully she will. I would've said something in the moment but I was momentarily stunned like...did you really just say that?? And trying to comprehend the arguments she was making (I don't do great with quick responses to auditory questions or statements) that by the time I'd gotten my own thoughts in order a different student was already arguing with her.

Emotionally I am preparing hot chocolate for the two of us while we watch the raindrops race down the window :) (sorry about your glitchy tumblr with no colors :/)

[rudest-loverboy-crusader]

//I’m not. feelin’ good folks. Been a rough week, and I’m feeling really out of it. maybe some asks would help? I don’t wanna think about the real world right now.

[craacked-splatters]

OKOKOK I JUST FINISHED DHMIS AND IM GOING INSANE HOLY SHIT

tumblr is the only place where my hyperfixations and ramblings won't make me seem like I've been trapped in a basement never seeing the light of day as I piece together a century long conspiracy. Apologies 4 the person I'm about 2 become . I'm gonna full theorist mode but I only have time to point out the puzzle pieces in d first ep for now cuz I got work in like 6 hrs :(( ill come bak n do rhe rest ltr feel free 2 add if u want

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Ok so i was rewatching the eps again on my phone & collecting screenshots for my conspiracy board when I found this symbol in the intro 2 d first ep

And I was like wait a min that kinda looks like d ones from the book so i went to see if was true and yep

I don't know if there's anymore symbols scattered around in the other eps or if it was just forshadowing either way its making my brain vibrate. Has anyone else noticed this before? It's so cool

The other things in d intro that seemed a bit weird 2 me was the pics n letters on the fridge, the fact that our 3 guys r coming out of a clock house, and fuking roy looking into d house thru a hole in the wall. The symbolism and metaphors r there guys. I know it but Im putting a pin on unraveling that for ltr cuz I don't have time rn :((

I kept my eyes peeled 4 anything else n then I saw the similarities between the breifcase n his older bro and yellowguy and his imaginary older bro

Both of them were like stuck in the shadow of their younger sibs u know kinda left behind, like the smol suitcase felt inferior n could only watch as his younger was running around being bigger n better, the yellows fake bro was always stuck in the background while yellow took the spotlight,

and they both like lost their shit and injured themselves. The suitcase bro punched a wall n the fake bro literally comitted suicide. Maybe I'm looking to much into this but that kinda intrigued me a bit. Again I'll dissect to that ltr cuz I don't have d time 😔

So the 1st EP was about work & jobs right?

Noticed how like each guy had the same positions in each job?

Duck: (The judge, cryptocurrency, General, astronaut)

At 1st duck's jobs are more centered on power,on bieng a higher authority figure, someone who is respected, admired and successful. He views himself above the rest, he said one needed aggression to get ahead in workplace, (u know w/ the attention freaks part lmao),he narssistic, hes selfish, and is always strivings for better positions, better everything (the vending machine, wanting a better job etc)

He doesn't like this job, he failed at his work tasks, and no one is taking him seriously.

When the screen lady starts singing about stress n shit I was like hold up

First we see, him on the beach with a crab offering him pills. Relaxation=drugs?? An escape from reality perhaps 🤨

Then him walking on a tightrope with a bunch of red things under him (portraying his struggles with his inner demons maybe?? Showing that he is or was barely keeping himself from falling to them??)

This whole thing. The line segments with the relaxing never being an easy straight line,(gotta go thru hell 1st b4 ur happy type of thinking??) And also the colors on the diagram. It's our 3 main guys. Red duck and yellow. (I'll dissect this ltr too no time rn😔)

And this. The coins, (cryptocurrency?? financial issues??) The screw(shitty work jobs maybe) the crab(drugs) the red snake(inner demons?) And the green thing...idk what that is it has scissors n looks like its shushing(untold secrets/issues?) Maybe ita part of himself he doesn't like or harms him

Duck is forced to like his job. He tries to go along with this whole bs, but he can't and snaps causing the hand accident. Is that what happened from before he was dead? Did he cause the death of someone? We know they all died at the same time different places.Then we see ltr that his jobs aren't as powerful as before, he is a mailman, hes a struggling artist, those jobs usually arent seen as impressive as say a CEO. Is this lore👀 could it be a bit of backstory for duck👀

Next we have Red: (Doctor, Barber, boss 2 whole company, horseshoe maker) His jobs are more concentrated on responsibility and expectations. A lot of ppl rely on doctors to help them out, a lot of pressure is laid on their shoulders especially with serious situations. With barbers you want them to give you exactly what u asked for, or at least something acceptable if u cant think of anything. Bosses are bosses. They're literally in charge of a shit ton of things. They keep everything running smoothly cuz 1 wrong move and everything starts going haywire. And horses need shoes to walk I guess

Notice how red is kinda... negligent? I wouldn't say lazy hes not. But remember how he would always want to do something else besides what they were doing? Or be anywhere else besides in the now? He didn't want to do anything at all in the 1st ep deciding to just chill. He didn't want to acknowledge yellows sadness in the Death EP, I guess he didn't want to deal with it? He wanted to meet a real fam, saying that the 3 of them weren't it. The whole road trip breakdown and "Im not going back to that house"?? Very interesting 👀

Yellow: (lumberjack, icecream man, fisherman, assembly worker, therapy patient??)

Yellows jobs r more centered on labor. They're average jobs regular ppl like u and me could get whenever. They usually don't ask for degrees or sumthn just experience perhaps. They might be easy, but there is a form of danger to them Lumberjack? You chop up wood dude, you could easily lose a limb or die. Ice cream man? Well you could always run over someone and uh, stranger danger? Fisherman? Fall out and drown or get lost at sea Assembly line worker? You saw what happened the same as the lumberjack (Trust me I work at a GE and ppl r always getting hurt)I got nothing 4 patient 😔

Besides the assembly one(I'm not counting it it was a lesson), the other jobs could be viewed as experiences.

Lumberjack- helping build the shack with his dad (Roy was there)

Icecream man- its icecream. lot of us go after that car. Especially children.

Fisherman- going fishing for fun, could be a bonding experience idk

Therapy patient- c'mon

There's a lot of shit I didn't cover but it's fine. Everything is so cool and fascinating I'm losing sleep to this whole thing. I'll talk more about it later I'm tired n it's 5am I've got 2 hrs to sleep.

Edit: yo I'm literally at work rn but I realized something. Yellows jobs are repetitive too. A cycle of things that are done a sort of loop. Lumber jacks, assembly line workers, etc etc usually focus on doing one task only, over and over whether it's screwing in bolts, chopping wood, serving food doesn't matter. It's repetitive, meaning you don't have to worry about changes bcuz there aren't supposed to be. You become accustomed to it, it's reliable.

This might've been a bit forshadowing about the way our 3 characters have to start the same routine in the same house again and again, a seemingly endless loop.

Did y'all notice how yellow was extremely against the road trip idea? And the death episode? He didn't want the routine to change. he didn't like it was confusing to him. And just when he's getting used to a change it all collapses on him. Man :(( this show is so cool fr I'll continue dissecting ltr gotta go now

[caramellahoney]

Carlos and Camilo with a fem s/o who is also accident prone? Maybe their relationship can be like Julietta and Agustín’s and it’s like the scene where Julietta shoved an arepa in his mouth?

"Careful!"

pairings: Camilo Madrigal x clumsy! fem! Reader

genre: pure fluff

warning/s: injuriess

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“¡Qué carajo!” You shrieked as you felt yourself roll down the hill, hitting a few trees in the process. You halted to a stop, skidding on the dirt, feeling the rough rocks digging into your back. A pair of footsteps thudded towards you and you turned your head to see Camilo running in your direction. The shapeshifter furrowed his brows, lips curling downwards as he pulled you to your feet.

“Ay chica, what am I going to do with you?” Camilo grumbled, wrapping an arm around your waist to keep you steady. You looked up at him, sending him a sheepish smile as you leaned against his frame, trying to avoid placing pressure on your ankle.

“I think I sprained it.” You said, hissing as your foot throbbed. Camilo glanced at you in concern, cringing at the bruises that littered your skin. He took your hand in his, guiding you towards casita being gentle with your bruised body.

Camilo was well aware of your clumsy and accident-prone tendencies, and he’d be lying if he said it didn’t worry him to death. At first, he thought your clumsiness was endearing, your awkward stumbling and tripping was cute to him. However , It wasn’t so cute anymore whenever you got yourself injured.

“I leave for five minutes and you fall down a hill!” He stressed. You just pouted and placed your head on his shoulder, mumbling an apology. Camilo frowned, tightening his grip on you. “Be more careful, mi vida.”

“I was being careful, but a rock appeared out of nowhere and I tripped.” You argued back, turning to point at the large rock that stood at the top of the hill. Camilo watched as you glared at the rock, the edges of his lips quirking upward into a small smile. You were such a dork, but you were his dork.

“Whatever you say, mi vida.” He flung the door to the house open, pulling you into the kitchen. You turned your gaze and spotted Luisa taking a nap nearby, nestled in her comfortable little hammock. Camilo set you down on a chair, tilting his head slightly to press a kiss against your lips. He pulled back, and you peered into his eyes, seeing the familiar soft look he always had whenever he looked at you.

“I’m just glad you’re ok.” He mumbled, throwing the cabinets open to search for any healing food, beaming up when he saw a tupperware full of Pastel Gloria’s. He popped the canister open, taking two pieces out before shoving the tupperware back into the cabinet. Camilo bit down on the sweet before shoving the other piece into your mouth. You chewed on the dessert, enjoying the sweet taste bursting on your tongue.

“There you go, all healed up.” Camilo smiled, patting your cheeks as he finished his pastry. You rolled your eyes and hastily stood up, only to step on a wet puddle and unexpectedly fall forward. The shapeshifter cursed and caught you before you could slam into the ground.

“Careful-!” He scolded you, grabbing your waist to help you stand up straight. Even though you nearly just slammed your face on the floor, you just giggled and leaned up to press a kiss on his cheek, finding his concerned expression cute. A sigh escaped his lips. Camilo dragged you into his arms, letting his arms loosely rest around your waist.

“From now on, you are not allowed to leave my arms. I’m convinced I need to guide you around or else you’ll end up hurting yourself.” He said. You just snorted, letting yourself relax in his warm embrace, pressing your cheek against his chest. “Yeah, yeah sure.”

Carlos's part will be posted in a few! Having issues with tumblr rn

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[whosafraidofmarklee]

all we are is skin and bones

pairings: neighbourandcollegefriend! johnny/ cynical... y/n

genre: loads of wistful pining.... but overall angst :-(

a/n: sorry if the formatting is a lil weird... my tumblr app is being a heathen rn

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"that's jupiter right there!" y/n proclaimed, gesturing at the vast blanket of stars above.

"yeah?" johnny grins slightly, entranced by the way her eyes seem to inhabit all the brightest stars instead.

with her, the solar system follows suit. she brings love and fury, mercy and vengence, wind and air, birth and death, planets and universes. it was like walking into the olden day Pantheon, greeted by endless immaculate statues that harness the grandiosity of humankind, but the pathway leads him to her in the end - standing at the end of the marbled floor, chiseled to perfection and with a thousand suns kept in her heart.

"johnny?"

the crash of the wave against the seashore brought his fantastical thoughts back to reality.

realising he stared a little too long, he turned away at the sight of her gazing back at him. he fiddled with the camera in his hand before suggesting to lay on the sand and stargaze together.

he could clearly feel her right next to him even if they are not directly touching. his breath still hitched at the movement of the sand under her weight and as he watched her finger trace the different constellations in front of them. her other hand, though, sits unpertubed next to his, just one pinky finger away from intertwining.

he knew what he was getting into when he asked her to go on a spontaneous weekend roadtrip. he was stressed from assignments, pacing up and down his room as he yearned to escape. glancing briefly at the clock: 10:21pm. each ticking of the minute hand sent him into a frenzy, he knew where he could go to to calm himself down but he did not realise he wanted more than a place until he found himself at her doorstep, eyes wide like a deer in the headlights, asking her if she too wanted to join in on his rendezvous.

now here they are, 3 hours away from their college town apartment building, hastily packed clothes spilling in the backseat of johnny's car and feeling miniscule compared to the infinite sky.

it's working, he thinks. he feels his stress dissipating from his thoughts and heart as she and the seaside landscape ease his anxiety. his eyes slowly flutter shut as he listens to the lulling of the seawaves and her breathing next to him.

at the peripheral sight of johnny closing his eyes, y/n turned her head ever so slightly and watched as johnny's chest lift and fall. the glinters of autumn moonlight lands on his face, outlining his sculptured features and she feels the sudden urge to bring her finger from the stars down to his face. she could trace the different constellations with her eyes closed and she was sure she could trace johnny's features the same, after years of memorising the careful brushstrokes of his profile. she used to seek glances everytime her best friend, mark, brought him around, and once he moved in next door, she caught herself staring a little too often, recounting the little reactions his face subconsciously makes in conversations. that said, she could never articulate the sheer hold he has on her. the word 'enamoured' does not do her feelings justice. she feels the stirrings of her heart but could never act on it lest he does not feel the same.

all she could do then was to inch her fingers closer to his and slowly envelop his left-hand to close the gap in her heart. to her surprise, he instantly interweaves his fingers through hers and lets their union settle into the present space and time. both have their faces turned upwards, toward the sky, eyes shut, hands clapsed together as if in some eccentric ritual, uttering some secret prayer into the night sky. secrets that only they know and recognise, unutterable to the other.

but we know all great things must end. even if they last for a second. y/n knows this better than anyone else. the birth of a star comes with the death. it is inevitable. in this case, she does not even want to take a risk with johnny in case their relationship turns sour and she loses him forever. so she chooses the path alone, as she always has been. she lets this collusion end, peeling her fingers away from johnny's and resting her hand on her stomach instead.

johnny feels his hand burn the moment she left his. instinctively, his hands clench as if grasping whatever was left in that moment. in the midst of rumbling waves, he hears her utter - "you know, mark really loves this view too, we used to come here all the time".

at the mention of mark, johnny's heart sinks and his eyes open. no, he does not see the same constellations she does. he does not see jupiter anymore. they all get lost in the swarm of hampered hopes.

their hands scorch at the absence of the other. their hearts could never soothe them as the other does. their souls intersect at once, and not again.

under jupiter, two potential lovers fade into nothingness. they could have harnessed the strength of jupiter as the god of the sky and let their love be known across many lands, people, time zones and languages.

yet, they lay waiting, desiring and dreaming for the other. their wishes puncture through the ether, never to be seen or heard ever again.

[sagesparrow394]

So with all the discourse happening on SaSi tumblr rn, I’m just gonna make a quick statement to sum up my feelings

Which is basically… I don’t really have any feelings toward this

Maybe it’s because I’m really into all the content Thomas creates, not just mainly SaSi - like his music, his second channel stuff, RWR, etc - that I haven’t really fallen off as other people feel they have, and because I’m a part of multiple other fandoms with regular content to ‘tide me over’ in a way

The long gaps haven’t really phased me personally. Of course I completely understand the opinions and feelings of other people who wish there was more content.

But at the same time, this fandom is something I use to escape stress, and seeing all this discourse and feeling this pressure that I’m not supposed to be satisfied with what we’re getting is, well… doing the opposite. Which isn’t great, because irl I am at one of the most stressful points of my life with some big important exams coming up soon.

So I guess what I’m saying is I’m gonna treat this blog as, like, a break from the discourse. This is gonna be the last comment I make on it for now. I won’t reblog posts about it. So… if anyone is in a similar situation and wants a moment of respite, you’re okay here.

Again, I personally see the validity and truth in the opinions of people on both sides of the discourse. I just really am not in the headspace to get involved.

[lunaekalenda]

Hello anti🥺💕 I have a request for you (cuz ur amazing with ur ideas and writing) and please feel free to do this whenever u are free or if u cant I understand ✨ but could I ask for a fanfic (or any type) of Levi realizing that his girlfriend is going through a hard time such as lots of work to do, people being shit towards her and she bottles it all up. She does that cause she thinks it will just bother and annoy Levi with her problems (so she avoids talking about it as she thinks it’s not worth the extra trouble) and her life is messed up rn and slowly her smile is fading away ;( Levi later realizes that and tells his gf to just let it all out and they don’t want to and push him away (they don’t wanna see her weak cuz she is like a badass) but Levi won’t leave her side and that makes her cry like a lottt (she’s letting every tear out and that breaks Levi’s heart😭) cause no one has done that for her❤️ (I hope this request is alright and can it be like some sweet fluff but a bit of angst ahh I need that rn for my soul😭) ily lots and I am so happy ur tumblr is going well and I always look forward to what u write girl 🥺💕 have a GREAT day!

hii !! ofc omg :D i hope you like ot girl 💖🥺 i was listening to tabun by yoasobi

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He has been observing you for a time now. There's something wrong, he knows it. You don't smile as often as you did, your eyes seem off and your body language indicates there's something going on, and Levi needs to discover what's making feel bad to his girl. Also, you didn't talk about your work that much, and you remaint silent all the time. You don't even talk to him that much before sleep, and you're also sleeping too early to enjoy your man's treatments.

He keeps observing you now, while you're sitting in front of your laptop, your head on your hands and sighs escaping from your lips. Levi gets closer silently, putting his hands on your shoulders.

"Love, are you okay?" he asks. His hands make little pressures on your shoulders, something you silently thank getting closer to him. You sigh again and he leans on, his mouth meeting your ear. "What happens?" he asks, right before kissing it. You put your hands on top of his.

"I'm tired. Nothing more, love. Don't worry." you say. Oh, you know that didn't sound credible. And you know he isn't going to believe that. He sighs and makes you stand up, taking your hands and making you hug him. With your face buried there, on his neck, smelling his cologne and feeling his caress on your back. Levi sits on the couch nearly, and makes you sit on his lap. When he takes your face, making you look straight at him, he knows you're about to cry. The way his thumbs caress so sweetly your cheeks makes you melt. You don't deserve such an amazing man. Levi looks at you.

"You can tell me, hm?" he whispers. "You know I'm here for you, no matter what." you nod quietly. Levi shows and offers you a little smile. You don't want to seem weak in front of him, knowing how strong your man is. You take a deep breath.

"I don't want to be a burden to you." you say. You can't elevate your voice, you know you will cry if you do. Levi keeps caressing your humid cheeks, your legs on both sides of his hips. Levi sighs.

"You know you'll never be a burden to me, y/n." he says. His grey eyes are full of love and sincerity. He takes your hands quietly to your hips, pulling your body closer to his. "Now, do you want to talk about it?" he asks. You sigh again. You don't want to make him feel uncomfortable. But his eyes are fixed on yours, still there, looking at you with the most lovely gaze you've ever seen. You breath deep.

"I'm tired, Levi." you whisper, letting your forehead meet his neck again. Levi puts his hand on your head, caressing it quietly. "I just want to hide under the sheets and never go out." you say. All the situation, all the work, the stress, the people. It is overwhelming. Levi understands it. You've been working non-stop for a while now, and he knows it. He has been waiting for you in bed, hugging your cold body when you arrive, silently sleeping against your neck without being aware of the silent tears falling from your eyes. You feel how your chest moves with every sob, and Levi higs you stronger. He isn't going to ask yet, he wants you to breath and talk by yourself. After a couple minutes, you keep talking. "It seems as all my work is useless, that I'm just the one that works in that shit. People treat me as if I was an alien and they just keep putting their work on me because they have higher positions. I'm tired of being disrespected but I need that work." you cry. Levi's brain is experimenting new levels of violent thoughts. Why. Why someone has to make you feel bad? Why someone needs to make people feel like shit to feel good? Levi thinks he has to talk a little with your superiors.

But now, you're his priority. His heart breaks with every sob he hears from you and the tears on his neck are like poison to him. He doesn't like to see you like this.

"All that people..." he says. "I hope they found a cure for envy." the commentary Levi lets out makes you laugh. "They can't help it. They see you arriving to your workplace, all beautiful and powerful, with your precious hair and your fashion sense. With your perfect work and your way of walking that could make every single soul fall in love with you. With your precious and unique smile, that gives light to every place you enter. Your amazing personality. You're... You're so beautiful." Your sobs are now more evident.

Levi isn't a guy who usually opens about his feelings. But, knowing that he thinks all those things... It makes you happy. Suddenly, all the bad things you listened doesn't care that much. He loves you. And his love is enough to light up your days and your heart.

"I won't leave your side. It doesn't matter what people say and what that assholes want to say about my girl. I'll talk patiently to them and make sure they won't bother you again." his lips press against your head. "I love you, hm?"

You nod quietly, too emotional to talk, letting him know you love him too. You remain there, hugging Levi, his hands taking you against his chest, dry tears on your cheeks. Tiredness wins and you sleep against his chest, sleeping and resting well for once in that month. He knows you'll need time to feel better, but he won't leave you.

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