#best friend anon

[my-castles-crumbling]

Anon Advice Asks - January 29th

Kate Anon (new), best friend anon (new), torn anon (new), shy anon, ouroboros anon (new), thoughts anon, intrusive thoughts anon

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Kate Anon

Hi Cas! Hope you're doing good!

Just here to rant!

Okay, so first some backstory. Last summer I went to a camping were you do all sorts of courses like dancing, art, theater, and more. There were not a lot of people my age, but I befriended this girl, lets call her Kate. Kate and I started hanging out, she was super nice and honestly very pretty. We talked a bit and found out we lived very close to each other, and she was moving even closer to my house after the summer. We even found out we knew the same people, and I did theater at the place she danced. So it were all crazy coincedences. We alse befriended some other cool people, but they were a bit crazy, and Kate turned out to be just like them. They would vape and smoke and drink late at night at a campfire. Kate offered me multiple times to sneak me out of my tent and to take me to the campfire. She was super nice about it, respecting that I didnt want to drink or smoke or anything like that. But we did become more distant because of that. At that camp I also met another girl, lets call her Anne. Anne is a year younger then me but super sweet. Anne also lived super close to me and lived in the street Kate was going to move to!

After the summer me and Anne stayed friends, while me and Kate just said hi when we saw each other, but thats it.

But today, like ten minutes ago Anne texted me asking if I had Kate's number. I said I didn't and asked why, turns out Kate's mother passed last week and was burried yesterday. I dont know how she passed but I think it must have been an accedent, bc shes divorced and she just moved. Even thought its not my place I am very worried about Kate, knowing her drinking habits. We havnt spoken since that week in the summer, so the worst I could do is start bothering her now when she only needs close friends. But I feel terrible for her because she did not deserve to lose her mom, no one does. She has just moved, with these plans of decorating her new room, she just started living in this new chapter, and now her moms dead. I can't do anything to help, because this really isnt my place. But I hate not knowing anything and worrying she's going to do something stupid and overdose on drugs or alcohol. It's weird, bc in one week we did a lot and shared a lot about our lives, and I really want to help, but I shouldnt and I feel so powerless, bc for some reason I keep on feeling that there must be something I could do for her, but I can't.

Sorry for the long rant, hope you have a nice day.

Hi <3

Ugh this is awful, I feel so bad for Kate. Honestly, if you have her number, I don't think there's anything wrong with texting her and saying you heard what happened and you're there if she ever needs to talk. Like...showing support isn't a bad think, I think?

But yeah it sucks when these things happen and there's not much you can do. I hope that she has a support system in place that can look out for her.

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Best Friend Anon

my best friend is dating a toxic person and i feel bad because they seem to really like eachother and i don't have the heart to confront my best friend about that girl behaviour because of how happy she makes her. I'm lost at this point.

Hi <3

So...as someone who has been the person dating the toxic person...I think it's so hard because like...you don't want to push your best friend away by being like "wow your partner is an asshole" but also you don't want to keep letting it go on.

Honestly I think the best thing to do is ask questions, and remind her that you're there for her. Ask questions like "Oh, is saw your gf did x. How did you feel about that?" Like...don't let it slide but don't be confrontational or judgy. And then when she says whatever she says, just remind her that you're there for her, no matter what. Heavy on the no matter what.

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Torn Anon

hey cas I’m scared of politics. and illiteracy. and history repeating itself. and propaganda. and I kind of just want to hole myself in and ignore all of it. what should I do? I’m just focusing on studying and doing better at school and talking to my friends but gods am I scared of what’s happening. (no need for an anon name! love your stuff<3) I’m happy personally. I’ve called the people I love recently. I’m trying out new things. I don’t know. I feel torn.

Sorry with this new system I had to give you a name!

I think you're right to be nervous, but it sounds like you're doing what you can- you're studying, you have a support system, you're staying educated. There has to be a balance between knowing what is happening, and putting yourself and your growth as a priority. It's okay to prioritize you, your mental health, your growth and education. Do what you can to stay in the know and use your voice, but also don't overwhelm yourself. I think that becomes a problem when you don't do what you NEED to do- like vote, if you are able. But there are going to be some times in your life when you just don't have the stamina to give all of your energy toward changing the world, and that's okay. YOU matter, too.

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Shy Anon

Hey cas!

These past few months have been hectic I'm ngl. My parents had a huge fight resulting in them almost getting divorced my sister's mental health has been declining and my other sister is diagnosed with a health condition and my finding out my brother has a speech impediment!

I just really wanted to vent to someone because I don't have a therapist because I'm underage and my parents don't believe in mental health kind of therapy and say I'm completely fine

But other than that life has been okay I guess

I'm just worried I might be coping in anyway that could affect me years later

Do you have any healthy coping techniques you wouldn't mind telling me?

All the Hugs And Kisses

XOXO

- Shy Anon

Holy shit, that is a LOT! Honestly, the way of coping that works best for me is creative expression- writing, singing, drawing, painting, etc. But I know some people do better with talking or getting exercise! I think the idea is to just get the emotions OUT in a way that doesn't harm you. If you haven't tried any of these, maybe try each one by one and see what feels right to you?

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Ouroboros anon

Hi <3

I'm not gonna copy your ask here because if the topic but I think you'll know it's you. First, I'm so sorry this happened, and I hope you're still enjoying your vacation!

As far as tumblr, please keep blocking- both the tags and the people. Block AND report because that shit isn't okay.

As far as you, I know you already know this but I'm going to say it anyway. The things you are describing are a VERY slippery slope. Yes, you say you'll just do it for a little while, but you and I both know that the likelihood of 'a little while' turning into a deadly problem is VERY high.

Trust me, I absolutely know how hard it is. I've been struggling with my body image my entire life. But please please understand that the 'solution' you are describing is NOT a solution, because it doesn't fix the fact that YOU are hurting. And you do not deserve to treat yourself that way.

Please know I care about you, and I know you can make the right choices. I also think it might be a good idea to talk to a school guidance counselor or doctor about this- you deserve to feel happy with yourself.

Sending love <3

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Thoughts Anon

Thoughts anon here.

CAS MONA LISA IS A DUDE.

Did you know that? I did not know that (before today that is).

So we all know da Vinci right? He's our fave Italian artist he served cunt he made a painting of our beloved babygirl Mona Lisa...

But! Scientists analysed Mona Lisa's face and found that she bore STRIKING resemblance to one Gian Giacomo Caprotti da Oreno, better known as Salaì, our OTHER fave Italian artist who served cunt and was also da Vinci's favourite student.

He was also da Vinci's muse AND lover but no one can prove it and it's irrelevantttttttt...

Okay I lied it's very relevant.

So da Vinci drew a LOT of... Ah, EXPLICIT sketches of Salaì (18+ who?). I just think that this proves that Salaì was da Vinci's muse at the very least (if not a lover) but idk that might just be me...

And ALSO. 'Mona Lisa' is an anagram for 'MON SALAÌ' which literally translates to 'MY SALAÌ' if it wasn't obvious SO SEDATE ME CASSSSSS

Literally what the fuck this shit is true love if I've ever seen it even though nobody can prove it but who CARES we live in delulu land all the time da Vinci x Salaì is CANON and the art is PROOF because when you fall in love with an artist you can never truly die and UGH.

Anyway, all this to say...

Me 🤝 shipping dead gay wizards from the seventies 🤝 shipping dead gay Italian artists from the 15th and 16th centuries

(Also no trauma dumping whaaaaaaaattt?)

Idk I just missed you so I thought I'd bombard you with this piece of info you may or may not already know

Okay I had a lowkey obsession with DaVinci a while back and I thought they decided Mona Lisa was a self portrait? But honestly, this is a MUCH more fun explanation.

Canon ✅

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Intrusive Thoughts Anon

hi, its intrusive thoughts anon

its funny how the way my gender gets the most affirmed by my friends just saying the weirdest things to me?

like ny friends and i were discussing man buns (i think ive told you this before) and my friends insisted they look terrible, but i said one could pull it off sometimes and one of them said yeah, you do.

like giggling squealing kicking my feat.

and then last week or so, ny friends were over and i was making cinnamon rolls (fucking hate that shit). when i had to roll out the dough, i rolled up the sleeves of sweater and then ny button down and my friend said you know you look like an actual fuck boy right now.

like, i would never play like that but🫣🫣🫣

also once my bsf and i were just talking and we'd just been talking about religion and stuff and she said, i know its wrong for ne to say so, because god created everyone perfect but sometimes i genuinely believe you were born the wrong gender.

like tehe.

i swear nothing gets me happy emoting like these little comments do. and i unfortunately very rarely happy emote.

ALSO mind you this is a cousin who is not very um... ally like. like shes not homophobic but also not. sometimes i think she's bi and shes trying to divert attention off that by saying homophobic stuff (ive caught her litr just drawing the bi flag ON MY LEG MIND YOU, and we also actively simp over women when we watch stuff together. but she has also been now, half way unrequited inlove with a guy for tue past year and he recently said her name during a game and she lowkey went "i didnt even know he knew my name😍😍" LIKE WOMAN GET UPPPPP but thats all besides the point)

so basically i was changing right (not fully just my outer layer) so at this moment, i was in sweats and a tank top and i was about to put a sweatshit on top to sleep. and she said you know you look like those masc lesbians on tiktok. at first i took the compliment but then at night i was like wait.... WHAT ARE MASC LESVIANS DOING ON HER FYP??? but yk what, she should do her and i hope she comes out to me cz i can come out to her cz im too scared to do it first.

but yeah, these little compliments give me sm gender euphoria.

also once a guest came over and i was sitting eating breakfast and watching ny phone, after i was done my grandmother called ne to greet th guest and she literally goes like oh this is [my birthname], i thought this was [my brothers name] LIKE LMFAO YOU THOUGHT MY 5'3" ASS WAS MY 6'2" BROTHER???? LMAO WOMAN L. M. A. O.

yeah its times like these that i feel like hmmm maybe im not as far into the closet as i think.

also when ny friends were over, my mothers friends (my TEACHERS) were also over and they were all so surprised that i have short hair. and that was the lingest my hair had been for like 2 years lol. and one of them said that she thought i had extremely long hair and ny History teacher just shook her head.

i feel like my history teacher sometimes sees me more than my other teachers cz once ny mother showed pictures of my photoshoot i did eith ny two plushies (iconic photoshoot if you ask me) and my physics teacher said that shed never have thought that i liked those things... or coukd smile that big and was that playful (it was a very unserious photoshoot) and my history teacher said that no, its pretty apparent because nobody else would lie doen on the floor just to cut some paper, and that i just have clear boundaries.

SPEAKING OF WHICH!!! one of the teachers at my school told my mother that sometimes when they try to joke with me they feel embarrassed because i just look at them confused like why sre you joking with me? we're not that frank?

and i was like its not even that, im genuinely just confused because i dont know what the appropriate way to respond is?? like if its an actual joke id laugh, but i cant with subtle shit??? its so hard to figure out what to do. kike pls dont talk to ne if you dont know me.

like this teacher (the one said that) once when i was filling my water bottle told me that she saw a girl on a scooter in the morning and thought that ut was me. she laughed a little and smiled and i just stared at her because i was genuinely having an internal meltdown about wtf to say.

when i came home, i told my parents and ny mother said that i couldve laughed a little or smiled, but ny dad said i was 100% right in ny reaction because genuinely how the fuck did she expect ne to react. like thank you for once dad.

also this one teacher told my mother that when she looks at me she thinks i was to kill her??? like no. shes actually one of the two teachers i actually like.

either these teachers are hella dramatic or i actually need to work on my resting face.

anyways this is so rambky, i dont even know where this started but i just wanted to rant to somebody and i dont have anyone physically or otherwise whod actually listen (like besides you) and i was going to start to become a mad man if i continued talking to myself.

good bye and tysm for reading all this. and do please lmk if youre team cinnamon or team i fucking hate cinnamon because in the latter which is a disappointment because everybody ik adores my cinnamon rolls (im virtually sending you some)

tysm!!

idk if i mentioned but its intrusive thoughts anon and its 11pm and i just had coffee which may explain why im rambling...

Hahahaha I feel like sometimes people can just tell without even knowing themselves, you know? And then other times, people can tell, but they either don't know if YOU've realized yet, or they're trying to be tactful.

But I am team cinnamon. I am so sorry, I am a slut for cinnamon buns and I am not ashamed.

[demonic0angel]

DC X DP: the Flash family keep messing with time travel. Clockwork keeps making the Phantom family fix time related problems. These two facts mean that whenever a Phantom sees a Flash, they immediately start throwing hands.

Part 2

Part 3

Bart was crossing the living room quickly when Dani spotted him. In an instant, she transformed and flew across the room to tackle him with a shriek. They both landed on the floor and then they were wrestling like a pair of tantrum-throwing toddlers. Thankfully, neither of them was out to kill, but Cassie stared at them in exasperation.

"C'mon, you guys, again? It's only 8 AM."

Kon flew into the room, pausing at the sight of Dani and Bart fighting on the floor. He had Tim slung over his shoulder as he slowly drifted back to the ground.

"Uhh... are they fighting again?"

Cassie nodded, chewing on her breakfast.

Kon sighed, dumping Tim onto a chair. Tim was snoring and with him still sleeping, Cassie gently placed a piece of waffle into his open mouth with a smirk.

Kon shook his head as he put his hands on his hips. "Why are they always doing this?"

"Something about time travel, missions, and rivalry? And the speed force?" Cassie answered.

Tim sat up, chewed on the piece of waffle that Cassie had put into his mouth, and then mumbled, "It's because when the Flash family use their speed force powers, they mess with the timeline and the Phantoms have to go fix it. It's happened so often that now there's an attack-on-sight for any of the Flash family."

Kon blinked. The other two were still fighting and it seemed as though Dani was winning because she was choking Bart with her elbow.

Everyone ignored it.

"Wait, how do you know about it?" Kon asked.

Tim reached for Cassie's plate for a piece of egg. "Her brother keeps attacking Wally every time they see each other when they visit Dick."

[chocostrwberry]

I like to imagine that after Alya loses her miraculous, she goes full investigation and detective, doing all she can to figure out what Hawmoth, Mayura, and Volpnia (and eventually Madame Morphosis and Argos) are planning and where they could be operating from (since she can't really figure out their identities),

YOU GOT MY BRAIN THINKING!!

What if since alya loses the fox miraculous, she feels like she failed LB and her team. But she won’t just crawl into a hole and feel sorry for herself. She’s still going to do everything she can to help LB, even if she doesn’t have a miraculous anymore. Alya does this through increasing awareness about Hawkmoth’s influence over Paris!!

Maybe she transforms her already popular Ladyblog into an Anti-Hawkmoth platform. She links mental health resources, interviews conducted by her with victims of Hawkmoth, ways to identify an akuma butterfly, etc.!

This would really help LB because if there are less akumas being created, she can have time to recover from unification. And it would be harder for Madame Morphosis in Season 3 to find people to akumatize, but as an unexpected drawback, the ones she does create are extremely powerful because the victims were too emotional to resist.

I didn’t really think of her role after losing the fox miraculous and this is kinda perfect bc I love her so much!!

[insertsomthinawesome]

[requests are closed] Anon i'm sorry this is so late I finished these months ago. I meant to draw more but never got around to it UUUH. SORRY SLDKJSLDGKJSD I love them so much. I need to draw them more. ;;v;;

-NO ROMANCE INCLUDED-

[lnfours]

bestfriend!reader craving physical touch but her family never liked physical touch so she doesnt know how to ask for it. lando and her are watching a movie at his place in bed. and she keep glancing over at his lap because she wants nothing more than just to curl up between his legs and have his arms wrap around her, but she cant bring herself to ask!! and eventually lando realizes and nudges her. and he pats his leg and hes like "come here" in the softest voice imaginable - 🍒anon

ANON!!!!!!!!!! screaming into my pillow. also… i kinda did something different towards the end, you’ll see. i hope you like it! 🫶🏻

lando brainrot? lando brainrot.

the movie was like background noise for you. your eyes somewhere else as the light of the tv lit up the dark room.

lando was locked in, his focus on the movie in front of him. which gave you the perfect opportunity to let your eyes rake down his body. your eyes landing on his lap, your mind wandering to think about what it would be like to sit on his lap. his arms wrapped around you, his face nuzzled into your neck. it sounded so heavenly-

“you okay?

his voice pulls you out of your daydream. you meet his eyes, a soft smile on his face as he looks over at you.

“yeah, sorry,” you said, “just zoned out for a second.”

he nodded before he stuck his hand out to you, his voice soft as he spoke, “c’mere,”

you gave him a questioning look, but did as he asked you to. you put your hand in his as he pulled you closer to where he was sitting. he put his hand on your waist, helping you as your legs moved to straddle his, his hands putting your arms on his shoulder.

he smiled at you, eyes bright, “hey,”

you chuckled softly, “hey.”

“is this what you wanted?” he asked softly. you nodded, your fingers absentmindedly playing with the tiny curls on the nape of his neck. he was pretty up close, the little moles you have always wanted to place kisses on now sitting directly in front of your face. taunting you.

his eyes were taking in your face too, how your eyes sparkled down at him. you were stunning, the definition of an angel in his eyes. it was no lie that he had always thought you were the most beautiful girl in the world, but you had been oblivious to his bluntness.

“lan,” you breathed out softly, his hands rubbing small shapes into your hips. he hummed at you, not shying away from the fact that his eyes keep traveling to your lips.

“kiss me,” he said, his eyes finally finding yours, “please.”

you didn’t waste a second longer, your lips pressing against his. he was quick to kiss you back, your lips moving together as he pulled you closer. there was no space between your bodies as he placed a hand on your cheek, deepening the kiss. the line you both had been afraid to cross now left in the dust as you both dove in head first into the uncharted territory.

he moved the two of you, not daring the break the kiss as he placed a hand on your back, guiding you to lay back onto the couch. you did, pulling him with you as he smiled against your lips, him pulling away for a second to breathe. his fingers traced circles onto the outer part of your thigh, a comforting touch that only he could give you.

“i’ve been waiting forever to do that.”

you smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him close again. he smiled against your lips as you spoke, “no sense in wasting anymore time now.”

[bluegiragi]

Are Alejandro and Rudy a couple in the Monster 141 AU?

yup! they've been together (officially) for over two years now in the monster au, although there was a lot of thick sexual tension and slightly drunken escapades before they really put a name on it.

[0vergrowngraveyard]

"Even though Sonic lives by his own rules, his destiny is often shaped by the two constant figures in his life: his best friend, Tails, and his dastardly nemesis, Dr. Eggman." - info.sonicretro.org/images/6/6f/Sonic06_Prima_digital_guide.pdf#page=6

im not normal…the brubbersssss

[sindrakart]

FEED US WITH MORE SICK BARNABY PLEASE HE IS SOOO ADORABLEE😫

FEAST I SAY

[phoxphenex]

hii may i request a text where yn is jeno’s bff and she have a crush on jaemin and he teases her, like “lmao he just saw u simping for him on my chat”

love ur blog, thx for havibg the patience to do these texts 🙏🏻 hope u understood what i tried to explain😭

- 🌃

when you have a crush on jaemin and tell jeno

part 2

[rotthepoet]

Ngl brothers best friend lorenzo, I said and idc cause I need

Waaittttt no cuz its 9:05 am and the cogs in my head are turning because he’s so delicious. I am continuing Lorenzo brainrot because he’s disgusting and I want him!

Okay so I 100% imagine Lorenzo on the quidditch team and I can only imagine him as this really high and mighty jock. Comes over to your house to practice Quidditch in the backyard with your brother. he is over 24/7 almost. You’ll just be going about your day and suddenly Lorenzo is sitting across from you at the dinner table g l a r i n g at you. And you’re like… a little bit confused because like why are you here? Where is your own home? Why are you staring at me?

And like everyone, even you, is so oblivious to the fact that Enzo WANTS YOU SO BAD OMFG

He loves your brother, duh he’s his best friend, but you’re a special little perk. He likes walking into the kitchen late at night to find you also getting a snack. And you’re dressed so sweetly tonight with a big loose shirt and he cant even tell if youre wearing anything underneath it and fuck hes filling water from the sink and ignoring the raging hard on when you reach up to grab something from the top shelf and your shirt rides up just enough to reveal your underwear. Hes cooked.

And In the beginning, you hate Lorenzo. He’s so fucking mean to you :( he shoves past you in the halls and calls your funny names. Hes just a real dick for a long while after you meet. Then it slows down, not at a noticeable rate either. Just one day you wake up and you say good morning to Enzo in the kitchen and you get a deep “morning…” back. Throws you for a loop. But at least hes not laughing at you anymore.

Okay okay okay because

And hear me out here.

Lorenzo would so totally make an excuse to go over to your house while no ones home because he “left his wallet” or some other bullshit excuse. And he opens tye door and beelines to your room. And god he just wants to bury his face in your pillows for hours, but he opts for rubbing one out while a pair of your underwear is smushed across his face. And you know hes snooping around too. He finds your sex toys and he short circuits because theyre smaller than him which, according to him, means he can make you feel even better than a stupid dildo.

After this he’s even weirder with you. Meeting you more frequently in the kitchen, standing pressed up against your back while he grabs something from over your head. He slides his hand over your waist when he slips right past you in the hallway. He just wants to touch you so bad and like… why wouldn’t you want him? I mean look at him.

[savannahsdeath]

hi i love your writing SO MUCH and idk if i requested this already but… do you think we can get a brothers best friend ellie?? readers brother DOES NOT want them together but they end up fucking when he’s asleep/not home. or reader goes to ellies house and eats her out while shes on call with reader’s brother?? either one is fine i would just love to see you write it

i think you requested that but i made it likee the brother didnt care so heres a second one🤭ill post the first one too tho!!

BBF!ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER

mdni please<3

warnings: 18+!! smut, almost getting caught

writers note: im sorry its so short whateva💔

You couldn't decide whether you like it or not.

Well, of course you did. Ellie never failed to make you feel good, her strap hitting all the right places while her hands caressed your thighs. She was rough, but not too rough. Degrading, but also praising. Basically, she was all you could ever ask for and more. What was there to hate?

But at some point, there was this little voice in your head telling you you're pathetic. Pathetic for liking this, agreeing to this and... just admiring her overall.

Because, jesus, 'she's my brother's friend. Best friend. What am I going to tell him?'

You, as the little sister, always let him insult you. Your opinion didn't matter, you gave up on trying to be important long time ago. You didn't hate him, he wasn't that bad. It was just sibling love language. He just couldn't be nice. If he knew about you and Ellie...

You were good at hiding it, though. When you first met her, you didn't believe she's really friends with your brother. Not to be mean, but you didn't thought he'll get along with someone who seems so... perfect.

'She probably has a shitty personality.'

That's how you explained their friendship. And you were terribly wrong.

After she visited your house once, she kept coming almost every day. At this point, you got used to that.

Oh, well, not exactly... There was some awkward situations, like when you exited the bathroom in only a towel wrapped around your bare skin and you saw her leaning against the handrail in the hallway. She only ruffled your hair and laughed at your embarrassment, seeing you blush and holding onto the fabric like your life depended on it. Maybe it did, actually?

It wasn't long after that before you began to wonder -'She can't be friends with my brother... can she?'- You started to notice more things - her kindness towards you, a tender touch here and there, and the way she looked at you made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. So what if she was his best friend? Would he really mind?

But what if he did? What if he found out?

Suddenly that little voice in your head was screaming louder than ever, and that feeling of shame and guilt crept up on you again.

But no matter how much of the guilt you felt, and despite the small voice in your head telling you you're pathetic, it felt right. You felt accepted. Accepted by someone who was perfect in every way. The thought of telling your brother filled you with dread, but it seemed so far away. You could figure out that little problem later, right? Just for now, you could feel a rush of emotions - mostly guilt, but also a rush of lust that made you want more.

More and more.

And she gave you more.

A quiet -'fuck'- escaped her lips as she saw your cunt throbbing against her strap. Her hands continued firmly holding you down as you didn't even bother to stay quiet. You felt so good... and so ashamed... You wanted it to stop but at the same time, you knew you'd beg for more if she would even simply slow down.

It was really your own fault.

This was the first time in ages you were left home alone, so you immediately invited Ellie over. First time you won't have to bury your face in the pillows. First time she won't have to shush you. First time you could actually do everything.

You were fighting your own thoughts, not knowing which one are the bad ones. You had no idea if you're doing the right thing. And you most definitely weren't but you were too fucked up to realize that.

Ellie chuckled, hearing your not-muffled this time sounds. "Were you always this loud? Jesus, how did we manage to keep this a secret for so long?"

The truth is, she wasn't silent herself. Fine, she wasn't a whining mess, unlike you, but still - the little 'fuck's and praises escaping her mouth weren't too quiet.

You continued squirming and whimpering about how big she is and how much it hurts, hoping it'll magically change, though you didn't really wanted it to. Or maybe you did? You weren't sure. Your mind continued the fight wether it's good or pathetic, none of the sides prevailing.

She clicked her tongue in disappointment, but her smirk told you how proud she really is. "I know, I know, so stop moving so fucking much." She said.

Her raspy, tired voice was enough to make you squirm again. You weren't used to hear it in these circumstances before, since it's obviously the first time she could speak loudly and clearly, without worrying about your brother.

"I said something, doll." Her grip on your hips hardened, almost aggressively pinning you to bed.

You heard the ring hanging near the door, meaning someone opened them. Just by footsteps you could tell it was your brother.

"Should I stop?" She asked with mock-concern and interest. You realized your answer won't change anything - maybe just the intensity of her moves, so you didn't waste your energy answering. That was a sign of your obedience and helplessness Ellie waited for. "Good girl."

She rolled you on your stomach and tangled her fingers in your hair, pressing your head into the pillow. She shoved it down with every thrust - every hit of your climax - to stop you from moaning. And of course it didn't work completely, but they faded enough to be inaudible outside the room.

She was intentionally going faster and faster. She loved playing with you, feeling the thrill of it, even though you didn't find it so amusing. You digged your nails into the tattoo on her forearm, hoping to slow her down.

"Ya know what will happen if he hears?" She didn't seem to care that your fingers were literally drawing blood from her body. "You'll handle it. Unless you want him to find out?" She whispered.

You immediately shook your head, pursing your lips and squeezing your eyes shut.

Then, your moment of focus broke as you heard knocking, on the door to your room this time.

"I'm back!" Your brother announced.

You asked him to tell you whenever he goes out or cames back, mostly so you knew if Ellie's free, since he only goes out with her. Today was the first time he went outside on his own and the poor guy had no idea she found a reason to visit your house anyway, just like he had no idea she did so even when he was home, in his room, right above yours.

The lack of response surprised him, so he knocked once more before shouting confused -'You there?'

Ellie looked down at you, daring you to answer, mouthing silent 'go on' in the most taunting voice she could.

"Yes! That's good!" Your voice was shaky and you knew he will notice.

He wasn't really caring, just curious, so he had to know everything. His first sentence sounded cute, like he really cared, but you figured out he's making fun of you as soon as you heard the other questions. "Are you crying? What, you weren't invited to some lame party? Or a boy you know for a week broke up with you?"

And what were you supposed to say? -'No, your best friend is fucking me for... probably more than an hour now, and her dick is probably bigger than yours, so I can't control my tears'

"Yeah, something lik- Oh, fuck off!" You screamed back, succeeding to pretend you're really hurt because of one of the pathetic things he accused you for.

He laughed. "Mhm- Whatever!"

The footsteps climbed up stairs and got silent. Ellie bit her bottom lip, holding back a chuckle.

"Does he really think of you so low?" Her hips slowed down again, but became more precise. "You did good, don't worry. It'll be over soon."

[sakasakiii]

Dude I'm literally obsessed with your art, it's AMAZING. Also, thank you for making those family trees?! They're amazing and really help me with recalling who is who and related to who, lmao. You're literally the best, bless.

acckkkkk thank you nonnie!!!!! thats so kind of you to say! im especially thankful you like those family trees...... warning for incoming yap session! i pinned it on my blog bc i thought itd be helpful for ppl unfamiliar with my designs of who's-who, but looking back on it now ALMOST THREE YEARS LATER?!?!?!?!!???? there's so many things with it that i wish i could change! im really honoured that youve been finding it helpful with recalling who's related to who, but now i tend to feel guilty abt possibly feeding ppl the wrong information about tolkien's lore aaahahaha (seeing as some of the family relations there e.g. rumil being miriels dad, glorfindel being elenwe's brother, mags n his wife having two kids, are my own headcanon OTL)

nonetheless, its really really high praise to hear that and im very grateful you took the time to send in such a lovely ask, anon! ❤️ hearing all this talk of trees and whatnot made me think back to a tolkien untangled video i was watching where he basically said along the lines of 'most of the iconic elven genealogy in middle earth can be traced down to starting with finwe and elwe' which really shook my worldview HAHA... so in the spirit of continuing silly ask doodles, here's two bros doing some gardening together :D

thank you so much again for such kind words, and i hope you have a wonderful rest of your week!! and a very happy and belated new year's to everyone reading this! ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ

[shanastoryteller]

Happy Valentines Day Shana!! 💕💕 Sybok and Jim contiuation? I wanna see more of Sybok teasing the shit out of Spock for his oblivious crush

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It's rude to speak in a language not everyone present speaks, however Sybok became immune to social niceties around the time his father stopped bringing him to official functions. He switches to High Vulcan to say, "We can tell her I picked you up off an Orion slave ship."

Uhura's right eye twitches.

"She can understand you," Jimmy says. "She's a xenolinguist."

Bones's eyes narrow. He's so much more indignant in person than in the background of Jimmy's video calls. "What are you going on about now? I hate when you do this. I always feel like you're planning how to dispose of my body."

Jimmy had told him that Bones had started studying Vulcan. He'd also told him that he was incredibly bad at it, but not everyone can be Jimmy, which was realistically probably for the best.

He drops down to standard Vulcan to say, "Ah, so you have a talented tongue," since there's really no way to say that in High Vulcan that's a double entendre. It doesn't help that most of their potentially risque phrases are hand rather than mouth oriented, but he's learned to make do.

Spock turns an unhealthy shade of pale as his eyes widen the tiniest amount in abject horror.

Uhura raises her eyebrow in a way that reminds him of his brother. "To master a language is the study of a lifetime. I would be most appreciative if you were to give me a hand in achieving this endeavor."

Spock's skin flushes and he looks around like he's seriously considering running away from this conversation.

Sybok is delighted.

"Uhurua!" Jimmy shouts, hands on his hips. "Come on! I say that to you and you don't even let me buy you a drink, but you'll just proposition Sybok in the middle of the hallway?"

"She did what?" Bones hisses.

That is one possible interpretation of her words.

"I might have gotten around to propositioning you too," she says, "if you hadn't gotten your ass beat."

"Okay, I think I did okay, actually," Jimmy argues while Bones's face morphs into an expression eerily similar to Spock's.

He loves Earth.

[arttsuka]

Uh oh

[rainynightmoonlight]

hiii i loved your cute yan bsf is there a part two? i am so obsessed 🫶🫶

Cutey for you! PT. 2 | Yan Cute boy best friend x you

Characters: Jesse

Summary: Your cute best friend just adores you with all his heart. To the point it brings him to tears

Warnings: Yandere themes, possessiveness, violence, mention of self harm, angst

a/n: I can make a part 2! I've been planning this for a while but I wanted people to want it, yk? Also this will be very self projected. Bone is mentioned!

Pt. 1

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Jesse couldn't understand it. Why couldn't you just stay with him? Why did you have to befriend that delinquent of all people! He's tried so hard to show you how he isn't worth your time or attention. Your best friend is! He's supposed to be your number one! You know that… And yet you chose to be with that stupid idiot!

Jesse can't take this! He can't be without you. His heart aches. He needs you so much. More than that delinquent that's taking you from him! There's more than just jealousy within his heart. There's more than rejection. There's so much more, and he has no one to tell because his best friend is with his rival! The person that is ruining his life!

He's scrolling through his phone, reading messages you had sent. He's deliberately ignoring you. He can't take it, and you need to know he's suffering. It's not like he can tell you, but that's not his fault! You should just know that when he's without you, he's suffering. Not only that but he's afraid. Afraid the moment he reaches out, you'll have moved on. Afraid that you'll reject him every time he wants to talk to you.

Laying in the dark, he's moved on to looking at photos of you. Some he took with you, some he took of you, and some were secret snapshots but let's not talk about those. He's fighting tears. Fighting them and losing. Misty eyed as he finds a video of you laughing with him and being silly with each other. He can't take this!

He checks his notification seeing you posted a new video on your social media. It's just like the video he saw with him and you, but this time it's with that delinquent. Jesse's whole world is tumbling down. Now he's stalking your account and that dumb delinquent's, finding every single post you are in together while tears stream down his cheeks.

He makes no sounds. No sobs. Only shuddered breaths and shaky shoulders. Throwing his phone across the room and cracking his screen, his mind becomes a dark place. One of nightmares that he has tried so hard to keep locked away from you. All his insecurities, fears, and intrusive thoughts swirl. Hyperventilating. Panic. Nothing is making sense.

He grabs a plushie of his. One you gave to him. One that reminds him of you. The scent of you is still on it. It soothes him barely, but the panic attack has settled. A single thought screams within his mind.

“You're being replaced.”

“You're not their favorite anymore.”

His brain is lying to him. It must be! You wouldn't just replace him. You've known him for years! You're his best friend and he's yours. Nothing can just shatter a bond like that.

“Shut up.... you don't know! They love me... I'm still they're favorite!”

Jesse whispers to himself. To the thoughts. A sound barely brings him back to his reality.

Your ringtone.

His favorite song now sounding sour. He doesn't want to take your calls. He doesn't care if you're panicking. He's suffering! He's sobbing into the plushie and holding it for dear life. He can't care for anything other than the irrational worries.

A part of him wishes you would break into his room and hold him, another part loathing the idea of you seeing him like this. It's so close. The blades are so close. He's surrounded by them. He can't help but think about it. He can't help but think about hurting himself. Would you notice how much pain he's in then?

Before Jesse can even think about reaching for any sharp object in his room, the darkness is shrouded in the light of an open door. You. The light surrounding you like an angel.

His body stiffens. Your warmth. It felt like a distant memory. When has he been held like this by you? Do you hug your new friend like this? No. That thought doesn't matter right now.

Only you matter. His crying quiets down. His body melts against yours. No words needed to be exchanged. All that was needed was your arms around his and your touch on his skin. In a matter of minutes he's calmed down.

Snores replaced the tears. Jesse fell asleep against you. Something he used to do when the two of you were kids. He's never going to miss this. You're his best friend. He loves you so much. And right now, all the nightmares were replaced with sweet dreams of the two of you together.

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Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

[todayisafridaynight]