#babble Drabble

[philosophicalparadox]

Also, don’t waste your breath with people who treat you like sharing your life experiences is somehow a burden.

Don’t get me wrong, it CAN be a burden. I know, I have to deal with that all the time and it’s a big reason why I moved 3,000 miles away from home. Because unresolved trauma can take the form of always falling into problems, and never finding solutions, while continually complaining about the problems because hey at least you feel A Little better. THAT is burdensome, and exhausting, because it makes others (like moi) feel responsible for things we can’t control or fix.

But that kind of shifting-the-emotional-weight bullshit isn’t the same as just sharing something relevant to the conversation. I’ve been there, too. Someone will ask where I’m from, and it’s a very long story because i never know if they mean where I’m from locally (southern NJ) Where I moved here from (Salem, OR) where I grew up (mostly OR, but also 2 very different cities in CA) or where I was born (AZ)

Among a myriad of other things, like the fact I haven’t seen my mom in years and don’t ever fly back home to see my family. At my last job people couldn’t believe I didn’t even call her on Christmas. (I was caught without a lie ready that time).

And yet that is the reality for many people who grew up with abuse or neglect or both. I WANT a relationship with my mom, but on my terms, not hers. She’s decided she’s not cool with that. That’s her choice. I made mine when I left; the ball was thrown in her court and she refused to touch it. So we don’t really talk anymore. And we won’t until or unless she decides somehow that I’m allowed to have rules and boundaries. The outlook of which is not promising.

But you see? I have no problem bringing my shit up where I think it’s relevant or to make a point. And someone else treating me like I’m not a human being thats had experiences too? Like because mine are different that they’re somehow invalid? Hard pass. They’re lucky I ever talk to them again. And if they come back and want to know why, I’ll be honest — you made me feel like I’m not allowed to talk about anything related to me. How they respond to that admission is veeeeeery telling, if nothing else was.

Idk I just don’t like wasting time on people anymore. There was a time when I would’ve tripped over myself trying to cling to people who offered even a glance, but if I’m worth less for having experiences I could not control, what does that say about them? Why do I want anything to do with someone like that?

Walking away is hard. It’s the hardest thing you’ll ever do sometimes. But it’s no good to anybody to have fair weather friends. You don’t benefit from it and neither probably do they, and if they do then there’s something wrong with the situation and you’re better off running while you can.

Note: fair-weather friends and “colleagues” or “lunch buddies” are not the same thing. There’s different levels of friendship and acquaintances. Trauma dumping — actual dumping — doesn’t recognize these differences and will go anywhere to be seen. To be validated.

Fair-weather friends usually start out at the colleague, talk-lite buddy level, but consistently skirt any attempt you make to get to know them personally, or react with contempt to your effort to share negative thoughts. Typically these are people who aren’t trying to be that way, they’ve just got enough on their plate as is. They might benefit from having someone to be casual with but it’s not like they’ll necessarily be upset if you start drifting away.

Beware the fair weather friend that watches you drifting and suddenly changes their mind. People who only want to be close to you when you’re trying to get away from them is a big red flag 🚩

Having a traumatic childhood means you cannot talk even objectively about your basic foundational experiences without it being "venting", even if you're not actually venting. You just straight up have a huge chunk of your life you can't talk about, full stop, without it being trauma dumping.

And it not being socially acceptable to talk about your own childhood is super alienating. Sometimes people want to know why, and any answer you can give them is going to be off putting.

It's to the point I get irritated when something I said is framed as venting when I'm literally just talking about my life experiences, doing my best to keep emotion out of it.

[ecstasyhighway]

gang wait hear me out hear me out… abby strap game goes CRAZYYYY likee….she will leave you so beyond fucked out like WAITTT IMMA COOK (its 5am and this is rotting my brain rn, i saw a vid on twt and i lost it a bit)

you have been face down in your pillows for hours, abby’s pace not even slowing down for a second. you’re rambling on about nothing you’re so cock drunk you cant even think straight. her hands on your waist, pulling you closer to her “baby uhmf ohhmygodd please” you hear her chuckle behind you “whats wrong huh? can’t take it? awww my poor baby” she pounds into you harder, the pornographic sounds of skin slapping and moans from both of you fill the room “y’wanna cum?” you cant even speak clearly the only thing that leaves your mouth are cries of agreement. “i need words babygirl” she grabs your hair to pull you up to her so she can hear you “yesyesyesyes please let me cum please” her pace stutters, the base of her strap continuously rubbing her sensitive clit “ufhm fuh-fuck, go ahead baby you can cum” she snakes one of her hands down to your clit to rub circles on it. your vision goes white and you swear you see stars as you cum, you get a sensation you haven’t gotten before that familiar knot in your stomach feels tighter, you feel abby stop and hear her breathing heavily, as shes coming down from her own orgasm “holy shit did i make you squirt oh fuck” she laughs slightly in astonishment. you cant even form a comprehensive thought, you are so beyond fucked out you can’t even respond to her. “oh baby c’mere” abby picks you up and takes you to the bathroom to clean you up so that you can go to sleep.

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GANGGG GANGG AM I A WHORE GANG I NEED HER HELP ME (this is terrible i am sleepy asf and its not proofread but i needed to put this shit out 🔥)

[lady-ashfade]

Keep Quiet, My Prince.

´*: ･ﾟ⋆˒ Drunk!Lucerys Velaryon X Fem!Reader [Drabble]

╰･ﾟ✧☽ words: 479

╰･ﾟ✧☽ warnings: Short, Lukes First Time Drinking, He’s A Lovely Idiot, They Are In Love, Luke Being Drunk.

The giggles spilling from his lips when his feet tripped over themselves as you tug him along the halls of the hidden pathways. His hand grips tightly on yours even though they are moist and sweat covered. “Maybe-” he hiccups, “you’d like to share another drink?”

Rolling your eyes at the drunken prince you shake your head, “Lucerys, it’s time to rest now.” he whines like a pup and you’re sure he looks like one. Getting to the hidden door you push it open and let him step inside his chambers, but he stops just a few inches and waits for you. It startled you when you face him, his eyes staring right at you as his body sways to kept itself balance.

“Is something the matter?” your amused smirk does nothing to him, usually he hides in embarrassment when you tease him. But all he does is stare at you and take in every detail of your face, and a spark in his dazed eyes you’ve never seen before.

“I must say you are very beautiful,” his hands flys up to your cheek and poked at the skin, “have I ever said it before? Because when I look at you I feel nervous- Flies swimming around my stomach and my heart bounds.” when he leans a bit to the left you catch him with your arm.

He pushes you off slightly to walk away like his words didn’t make your blush and swoon, he’s never been confident enough to say much. Luke walks, sloppy, and takes his night shirt off the chair where he left it the morning before but his haste movements almost knock something off the table beside him. You rush to aid him and make sure nothing is broken or makes much noise.

“Keep quiet, my prince. We mustn’t let anyone hear you.” He just shrugs and takes off the formal shirt to replace it with his evening shirt, you look away from him as he does.

“Well, I do feel quite tired,” you go to reply until his hands tug at your own and pull you toward his bed, making you fall on the soft mattress with him with a huff.

“I shouldn’t stay-” you try to convince him to let you go but he pulls you into his warm embrace.

“Stay with me,” his nose hits yours, “i wouldn’t have the courage in the morning to look you in the eye, just let me be brave with you for a little longer?” He pleads his case with his grip still latched onto you, how could you say no to his puppy eyes.

“You’ll have me until the sun rises.” he grinned and moves to get more comfortable in bed, his body turned against yours and hugged you from behind. A few silent seconds later and he fell asleep with his nose buried in your neck.

[bluuff]

SUB AYATO

edging ayato while preventing him to speak or say such vulgar words to see how long he can last. you don’t have a problem with him swearing everytime you’d fuck him dumb but your curiosity got to you so it led here. sobs and his whimpers would fill the room as you thrust the rod in and out of his dick while simultaneously moving the two digits up his ass. he’s special, trying to stop himself from letting out a cuss word but failing in the process. you’d stop your movements while lecturing him. “hngh.. sorry m-mommy..! i’m sorry, please c- continue! ayato will b-be good for mommy !! ” he’d beg you, completely in subspace, hips thrusting up to get some type of friction from the rod while tears begin to spill out the corner of his eyes.

you’d give into his pleas soon, licking the globs of tears and purring at how cute and a good boy he is for begging and not cumming until you give him permission. reward him with your body, let him fuck you till he’s utterly fucked out and messy. wet hair, sweaty body, dried up tears, a drooling mouth, and dazed eyes.

reblogs are appreciated ! ‹𝟹

[eepwtf]

fuckk i need to grab soldier boy and whisper in his esr calling him my little princess 😕😕makes me sick that i can’t have him in front of me rn

[hihhasotherfixations]

I’m thinking of Price coming home from deployment.

How he’d be so tired, forced to be ‘on’ 24/7, making decisions that could quite literally kill those he cares about in the blink of an eye.

How that eats away at him.

But when he comes home and sees you - gorgeous you - that weight slips off of him like blanket.

He can turn himself off, let the weight of what happened actually simmer and settle, process the things he saw and did. And you’d be there for him the entire time.

Little drabble below the cut 👇

“John.”

Your voice was so soft as you called for him, so gently speaking his name.

Humming from where he lay on top of you, his face buried in your chest, his arms tight around your waist while he lay between your legs, he let you know he heard.

“You should take off your boots.” Your voice had a teasing lilt as you spoke and the man could practically hear your smile. Yet instead of doing anything, he just grumbled non-committedly and tightened his arms around you.

Right now, he didn’t want to move. You were soft and warm and smelled of home.

Home.

A smell he hadn’t smelled for two months, his nostrils instead plagued by sweat, blood and gunsmoke. The things a simple laundry detergent can do to him…

At his lack of any kind of response, John felt you squirm slightly, most likely going to try to get him to take care of himself. But when you threatened to move your arms away from him, he buried his face deeper into your shirt. “Just stay with me for a bit, love. Yeah?”

Hearing his plea, simple but so desperate, you couldn’t help but melt, wrapping your legs around his own and holding him tighter. “Of course.” You whispered, burying your hand on the back of his head in his hair, scratching softly.

Later, he could clean up. Later, the actual thoughts and nightmares of the latest deployment would ghost through his head. Later, he could properly greet you and give you the husbandly treatment he always tried so hard to give.

But for now, he just needed you. Needed your arms around him and your presence by his side.

And stay by his side you did.

And once more, John Price wondered what in the bloody hell he did to deserve you in his life.

[miguel-owhora]

something about me is that i can and will slap a pussy onto a man. idc if it doesn't make sense, i'll do it and i'll enjoy it.

[samuelsdean]

just thought of how young sam & dean navigated hunting without john.

dean thinks sam's too young to go on a hunt and worries about his safety, so he'd convince sam to stay in the motel. but little sammy doesn't get why? why does dean have to leave him? both dean and his dad has started training him. he probably already knows more about handling guns than most adults!

so, sam whines, "but what am i supposed to do while you're gone?"

dean shrugs, a little annoyed, "well, i don't know, kiddo! what do you usually do while i'm gone?"

sam mumbles, "wait for you to come back."

that shuts dean up. his cheeks flush as he realizes how much his little brother's life revolves around him. the weight of responsibility settles on his shoulders, pushing him to finish the hunt as quickly as possible. dean needs to get back to his little brother.

[spinecouture]

headcanons | sfw & nsfw ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

☆ daryl doesn’t hate bathing, he just hates being told to

☆ mommy issues (like when carol is all motherly towards him? oh, he just melts)

☆ would love back scratches

☆ generally vanilla, demisexual asf — more kinky during masturbation, i feel like he’s got some shame about it

☆ smoked weed before the outbreak, but never any hard drugs—was def a drinker, but tries to avoid it bc he is an angry drunk!!!

☆ shitty ass handwriting, often illegible lmao

☆ gets along better with women than men most of the time, i just feel like it’s easier for him to be himself around women (trauma be like 🤪)

☆ was probably bullied until merle showed him how to be the bully (“grow a pair, fight back!”)

☆ very observant with a good memory, tries to hold onto every detail he can

☆ definitely a gift giver once he knows what to give you, an acts of service kinda guy cus u know he can’t talk good

☆ is good with kids because he doesn’t wanna see anyone go through what he did, but def wouldn’t want kids of his own like that

feel free to add some of your own! i probably will as time goes on. i love my mans!!!!!

[babygirlwolverine]

every time I post a lil headcanon it always makes me smile because I’m like “this is just a silly lil thought in my head hehe just me rambling don’t mind me” and then every time yall like and rb and get excited and share the same lil silly thoughts with me it just makes me so unbelievably happy. like. that’s our lil hunter and angel. we’re sharing the same brainwaves. we’re passing the popcorn bucket and sharing it together. just silly lil rambles that we all agree is canon for dean and cas

[kingtomura]

It’s my birthday today :)

[ecstasyhighway]

yall hear me out on principal yaga…like idk i didn’t see it at first but whew….now?? i know his dick is big and heavy.

i just know if that man were to put his dick in your mouth it would be hard to take. and when i say he cums alot i mean like a fucking lot. thick creamy loads. like... when he is pumping his cock into ur cunt and he cums? its spilling out and you better not waste that shit cus he will fuck you again... definitely has a breeding kink when he saw you treating panda like your own son???? he KNEW he needed to get your pregnant. when i say his dick is big and heavy, i mean like 5 inches soft and maybe 6.5 inches hard, a vein on the side that hits all the right spots..girthy with a slight curve... slightly darker at the base with a tanish tip. circumcised definitely. groomed fairly well, definitely has a bush but he keeps it neat. his cum comes out in thick ropes...not tiny spurts i mean ROPES. probably salty with a creamyish color... OOOOUUU and i knowww that man eats pussy like its his last meal... diving into your cunt making you stay still as you squirm and leak on his chin... thick fingers pumping in and out of your leaky hole as he overstimulates you and you say "no more! s'to much" he tells you "you can take it you're being such a good girl f'me" JESUSSS I NEED THIS MANNNNN. NO AND HE MAKES LOVE BUT WHEN HE WANTS TO FUCK HES GONNA FUCK. when hes making love to you hes just giving you deep strokes (in missionary) his heavy balls hitting the plush of your ass as he thrusts into you telling you how good you are for him and how much he loves you. but when he fucks?? he fucks like he hates you... hes the principal of a very high stress school, having to deal with gojo and the higher ups and whatnot. so when i say he fucks? i mean he is hitting it from behind pushing your head into the mattress one leg propped on the bed while the other is one the floor so he can fuck into you harder. whew and when he wants to get you pregnant?? expect the meanest mating press ever. hes so big and tall. throwing your legs over his shoulders as he cums deep into your womb babbling about "gonna make you a mommy...you're so pretty. gonna be such a pretty mama to our kids" goes multiple rounds jus to make sure it takes. whew give this man the nastiest sloppiest head ever!!! hes groaning and gasping for air as you try to deep throat him. ONE TIME you wanted him to fuck your throat so you laid on the edge of the bed with your head hanging off his big cock enters your throat and he just goes hard bruising the back of your throat definitely. hes mean with it too. plugging your nose as he just stops and stays in your throat. he lovesss watching you struggle to breathe. he pulls out just to cum on your face and tits. anyways i need him

i scared my friend when i sent this to him 😁 it was just supposed to be a short little thing about how fine he is…something inside me just…snapped

[graciegrumps]

FEM! KUNIZAI WANDERING AROUND DEPARTMENT STORES AND PRETTY LITTLE BOUTIQUES ON THE HUNT FOR SOMETHING THEY CAN WEAR TO BLEND IN AT A PORT MAFIA LED EVENT TO TRY AND FIND SOME INTEL.. BECAUSE YURI,,,,, THE PAIR OF DETECTIVES KEEP BROWSING, KUNIKIDA OCCASIONALY HAVING TO YELL AT DAZAI TO STOP SNIFFING CANDLES AND TO NOT TOUCH ANYTHING INCASE SHE BREAKS IT. WARNING HER THAT IF SHE BREAKS IT SHE HAS TO BUY IT AND KUNIKIDA WILL NOT!! PAY FOR HER.

KUNIKIDA, WHO DRESSES RELATIVELY MASCULINE, IS WORRIED. THIS IS ALL SO OUT OF HER COMFORT ZONE BUT BEING KUNIKIDA SHE PUSHES HER OWN FEELINGS ASIDE FOR HER JOB. SHE'S INFRONT OF TGE LARGE MIRROR IN THE DRESSING ROOM, FLOURESCANT LIGHT MAKING HER EYES BURN AND THE SKIN SHE TAKES SUCH PERFECT CARE OF, DULL. SHE WOULD SIGH BUT GIVE IN TO THE WHINING BASTARD URGING HER TO WALK OUT OF THE CHANGING ROOM SO THEY CAN HURRY UP AND GO BACK TO THE AGENCY. DAZAI WOULD WOLF WHISTLE 'ND GIGGLE OUT. "ZOO WEE MAMA" AMD. KUNIKIDA WOUOD ROLL HER EYES, MUTTER SOME SORT OF DEROGATORY TERM BUT WPULD BEGRUDGINGLY MOVE HER PONYTAIL OFF OF HER BACK TO LET DAZAI HELP HER ZIP UP THE DRESS. A WARMTH FLUTTERING IN HER CHEST, SWIRLING AROUND IN HER RIBCAGE THE WAY DAZAI SWIRLS THE WHISKEY AROUND IN HER* COLD, COLD GLASS ON THEIR NIGHTS OUT, AND VIBRATING INTO EACH LIMB UNTIL HER ENTIRE BODY FEELS ALL TOO HOT. ATLEAST SOMEONE CAN PUSH HER INSECURITIES ASIDE SO SHE CAN FOCUS ON MORE IMPORTANG MATTERS, EVEN IF THAT SOMEONE IS A CHILDISH, SUICIDAL, BANDAGE WASTER- *gunshots*

Sprites from @kuni-kuun

[txmxkis]

everybody feel shocked

[buckgasms]

Have I written about Bucky and Princess at the Gym before? Because if I haven't let me share some ideas.... And if I have... I dont care 😂

Also this gif makes me 💦

Becaaaaause I think Bucky would have rules about his princess being in the gym. I think if you wanted to workout, he would be fine with that, of course, but he'd be your personal trainer and there's no way you'd be straining or struggling with him around.

If working out isn't your thing (ahem me) then there would still be strict rules to follow in the space.

The main rule is, he wants to keep his eyes on you while he works out. Sometimes it's good motivation, because he thinks about someone hurting his baby and he just uses the surge of rage and adrenaline to keep his workout going. Especially when you are sitting there so sweet, painting your nails or reading a magazine.

He might put you in a naughty pose, exposing you to him so he has something pretty to look at while he works out 🥲

I think once he's done his fully worked out he just spends a bit of time messing with you and making you horny and weak for him 🤭

So he'll pick you up and throw you and spin you making you squeal as he states he needs to practice his lifting. Or he'll pin you down on the mat and kiss you between press ups, nipping and biting at you, his perfect smile taking your breath away a little.

Oooh and what about hip thrusts???? You know your pretty pussy is gonna help him with resistance training right? That's Bucky's excuse anyway.

And babe, the grunting is going to be on point.

I also like the idea of teasing him when you know he hasn't finished his workout and he's quite particular about it so he has to finish before he can get to you.

Like imagine sitting in front of his treadmill, legs spread wide and playing with your pretty self, and he's slamming his feet down and glaring at you as you whine and smile at him, batting your eyelashes.

"Think you're funny princess?" He huffs, wiping his brow briefly, as you giggle. "Just come over and play Daddy!" You ask sweetly but with a hint of spice in your tone. Suddenly a timer beeps and the treadmill stops.

He's storming towards you and dragging you into position, before burying his fingers into your pussy, briefly, enough to steal your breath and take the cheekiness from your thoughts.

"Not so smart now are ya baby?" He growls, not mad, just finally able to let his passion for you take over. You whine and bat your lashes again, egging him on to take you right there. He grins, slipping his cock into you and capturing your lips is a desperate kiss. Both of you sigh as he thrusts his hips, then the room is filled with grunts and moans as you get the best kind of workout possible 🫠

OMG AND IMAGINE THE SHOWER AFTER

[bubbipond]

The love languages I think the main two pairings need in return, based on the tv show...

Charlie: I think the one he gives is acts of service because what would he not do for his peoples???? But I think what he tends to need in return is physical touch. Intimacy without the fear of taking something he didn't even want in the first place. We know he is super outgoing and upfront as a person but he spent his life alone. Then we he tried to get close to people, to find that intimacy, he would absorb their senses. He couldn't even thoroughly enjoy that aspect of love because he was always dealing with a bunch of senses he could not control. So, because of his unhinged all for one quirk, he can't even begin to enjoy it. But he found that with Babe so 🥲.

Babe: I think Babe's love language is physical touch. He's not the best with his words but he shares a lot of himself through physical touch. I think a part of that is because so much of his upbringing has been based on his senses and being treated like property. But for the one he likes to receive, I think he likes to receive the words of affirmation. This is primarily because of the way he has been treated his whole life. Every word he has heard from the people who have betrayed him has always made him feel lesser. That's why whenever Charlie is just being his normal self and telling Babe he is worth it or that he loves him, it makes Babe weak in the knees (same Babe, same). But with people like Charlie and Alan or North and Sonic, he has people constantly giving him that reassurance that he is worth it.

Note: was gonna do AlanJeff but don't want this too long so I'll do them right after this and link it at the top when I do!