#but i need sleep so i won't read this again till the morning

[yunniestars]

peach mango pie 🥧

pairing: kinich x chef!reader tags: fluff, kinich is a bit grumpy here but we cool, based off that one tiktok i saw around 4 months ago but i forgot where it is now, implied insomnia, not proofread (i think i've never proofread my works help), the title is based on what i wanted to cook for a while already and i did (i'm actually eating it right now)

as a hunter, kinich usually suffices with just meat and berries he caught in the wild. he doesn't care about the quality as long as it is edible and it fills up his stomach (not too much though to avoid feeling too full). ajaw has complained multiple times about this but kinich reprimands him that they can't just slack off during a commission to cook a 5-course meal, much to the dragonlord's rage.

which is why when he met you, ajaw was ecstatic. you would always give so much treats to the point kinich reprimands you to not spoil ajaw too much.

jokes on him, though, kinich is guilty of being spoiled too. you always make sure he eats 3 meals a day while also checking if the food won't be a hindrance to him when he goes out for commissions. nevertheless, though, kinich is super grateful for your kindness.

so whenever kinich comes home after a long day, he would always await for whatever meal you had prepped up for dinner and hug you tiredly. in exchange, he does the dishes so you won't have to carry the burden of cooking the meals and doing the dishes.

kinich is thankful, he really is, but there's just one thing that concerns him.

୨୧

it's 3 am and kinich woke up from a bad dream. it was you leaving him for some fontaine boy, without even telling him the reason of why you broke up with him.

he was looking for your presence, about to panic because you weren't there, but then he started to smell something from the kitchen.

"oh god not again."

he immediately gets up and the moment he steps out the door, he sees you holding a tray of red velvet cookies. not only that, but he spots another tray which seems to be bagels stuffed with hotdogs.

you turn to see him looking at you with an expression that only you know that means "disbelief". he looks nonchalant, but really he's just ??? about why you're baking at 3 am AGAIN.

"good morning," you smile and take a bite off a cookie.

"why are you cooking at 3 am again? can't sleep?" he approaches you with slight worry. he's concerned about how you'd suddenly wake up at ungodly hours in the evening just to bake.

"mhm," you nod and let him embrace you. "and i was craving for the bagels we ate last week."

kinich sighs while ruffling your hair. "you couldn't wait till morning?"

"i felt the wayob telling me to do it now."

he chuckles and caresses your face, wiping the velvet crumbs off your face. "you probably misheard the wayob. you need to sleep, love."

you sigh and rest your head on his neck. "not tired..."

as you say that, kinich rolls his eyes because every time you say that, he ends up carrying you back to the bedroom while you sleep. which was what was happening right now, before he could even get the chance to tell you about it.

he sets your body gently on the bed, caressing your sleepy face and admiring how peaceful you look despite of the amount of desserts you baked just now.

kinich then sighs. that's another thing he has to worry about. where is he supposed to store the newly baked desserts when there's still 5 boxes from last time?

well, he'll just clean up for now and struggle it alone. what matters is that you're getting the amount of sleep you deserve right now.

"sleep well, my dearest."

[ written with love, yunniestars. ෆ ]

a/n: rahhh thanks for reading!! im really thankful for each time u guys read my work, it gives me lot of motiv hehe. one question though, how do u guys think kinich will say "love"? like the equivalent of "mon coeur?

[mrsbarnesblog]

Hi dear ☺️ could I ask for an imagine with Bucky where you can't sleep, so you walk around through the compound enjoying the silence. Just as you find a wide awake Bucky as well. You then just talk about senseless stuff till you find yourself in each other's embrace on the couch where he finally gets the guts to kiss you and tell you how much you mean to him. Eventually you fall asleep and the others find you both tangled together the next morning and are very happy for you 🙊

night

masterlist ko-fi ao3

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: just fluff

Author's note: thank you for the request, love. this is my first attempt to write it, so I hope you'll be satisfied with it💘

Walking around the quiet and empty compound in the middle of the night was satisfying. No arguing, no screams, no laughter—just long corridors and free common rooms that gave you a place to distance yourself from thoughts and feelings. 

You have done it a lot lately. Since the missions were always unexpected and not always easy, your whole sleep routine got quickly ruined, and now you couldn't fall asleep at a proper time. 

Your feet in fluffy socks softly tapped on a cold floor when you headed towards the connected kitchen and living room, where the Avengers spend more of their free time. Humming some song that you heard earlier, you turned on the low lights and opened a fridge for an ice cream, too lost in your head to notice a figure sitting on the couch. 

You found your favorite one and scooped the whole spoon, quietly moaning at the flavor on your tongue. Still with a spoon in your mouth, you turned around and almost choked when you saw Bucky sitting a few feet away from you and intently looking at you. 

“Oh my god, Bucky! I almost had a heart attack!” Your free hand flew to the left side of your chest, trying to calm down your heartbeat. “What are you doing here?” You smiled at him, noticing that he was sitting in complete darkness and looked exhausted.  

“Nightmare.” He gave you a sad smile and moved to the side. “Wanna sit with me? I see you’re far from being asleep too, doll.” His nickname made redness creep onto your cheeks. You took another spoon and sat by his right side. 

“Yeah, my whole night routine is messed up, and my eyes won't even close.” You chuckled, not missing how Bucky’s eyes studied your face. He saw that you had caught him and quickly looked away, pretending to be interested in the pint of ice cream in your hands. “I– um, do you want to talk about your nightmare? You know I’m always here if you need me, Buck.” 

Before you could even think, your hand covered his in a supportive gesture. Bucky was slightly taken aback, but the warm feeling at the fact that you had always been so nice and open to him blossomed in his chest. He slowly turned his hand over so your fingers slipped in between his, and gave you a soft squeeze. 

"No. We can talk about anything except for this. But thank you, doll.” He looked at you again with those soft blue eyes and a little smile on his lips. 

You were talking for at least an hour, discussing news in the compound and the book that Bucky had read recently. The ice cream pin was almost finished. You moved closer to Bucky, starting to feel sleepy, and put your head on his shoulder. He smelled so good and basically radiated that comfortable warmth, so you wanted to burry yourself in him. His low and muffled voice above your head worked as a lullaby on you, but you tried everything to stay awake and finally spend as much time together as you could. 

“Doll, you’re barely staying awake.” He couldn’t resist himself and placed a soft kiss on your hair. “You’re ready for bed.” The moment he started moving to stand up, you gripped his forearm, not letting him go. 

“No, Bucky, can we stay here for a few more minutes? Please? I really like talking to you.” You mumbled against his shirt. Bucky looked down at you, surprised and happy at the same time. 

“You do?” His lips curled into a smile, which he really tried to control but completely failed. You just slightly nodded, still holding eye contact with him. 

You both were silent for a few seconds, suddenly too lost in each other’s eyes, until Bucky couldn’t hold back any more and looked at your soft lips. You were so close to him, all sleepy and cute, that it was impossible to deny the fact that he had been hiding his feelings for you for too long. He could ruin everything, but it felt right to do so in that moment, so he just gave in. 

Your eyes instantly closed at the feeling of Bucky’s lips on yours. Pint had fallen somewhere on the floor when you emptied your hand to place it on his stubble cheek. The kiss was slow and sweet, as if Bucky tried to savor you as much as he could. His metal hand held the side of your neck, slightly moving you closer to him. 

You had never gotten butterflies from a simple kiss. It was exactly what you needed—what you craved for so long. You felt secure in Bucky’s presence, feeling like your body was flowing when he slowly moved his lips against yours. 

“Fuck.” He slightly pulled away and connected your foreheads. It was so intimate, like you two were in a bubble in your own world. “I wanted to do that for so long.” 

“Mhm.” You hummed with still closed eyes. Bucky’s thumb gently rubbed your cheek, and you leaned closer to his touch. “Me too, Buck. I thought about it more times than I can admit.” 

“You’re amazing, so pretty, and cute, and kind... Gosh, I don’t remember the last time I felt this way. Will you go on a date with me? If you don’t want to, it’s o–" 

“I want. I really do. I wish other people saw this side of you. You are so sweet.” You bit your lip, and now, without hiding it, you studied his face. Then, without a warning, he just hugged you, as if he were holding himself back from doing it. Your body melted into his, and you let out a satisfied sight, feeling so warm and secure. The sleepiness started to crawl back again, and your eyelids became too heavy to keep them open.

Still holding you in his arms, Bucky laid back on the couch and covered your bodies with a soft blanket that was nearby. You nuzzled into his neck, enjoying that overwhelming scent, and wrapped your arms around Bucky’s torso. 

“G’night, Bucky. I'm happy to be here with you.”

“Me too. Sleep well, doll.” He placed another kiss on your forehead, but you had already fallen asleep. 

Bucky felt happy. The aching feeling in his chest had finally calmed down, and he held the girl of his dreams right near him. 

He didn’t think that he would fall asleep—not after that horrifying nightmare, but the grounding weight of your hands and legs on top of him, your soft breathing, and the whole feeling of calmness that you had always surrounded him with made it’s job. Just in a span of a few minutes, Bucky was sleeping, holding you even tighter than before. 

“Am I seeing it right?” Tony froze in the doorframe, looking at the picture in front of him.

“What do you m–” Steve stood near him, true shock and disbelief written on his face. “How did that happen? Did they– oh my god.” He whispered not to wake either of you up.

“Don’t tell me that you didn’t know about their feelings for each other.” Natasha gave him a cocky smile and snached a cereal box out of Sam’s hands.

“Hey! Give it back to me, Romanoff!” Sam tried to take it back, but after receiving that look from Nat, he just sat back in his place. “He looked at Y/N like a kicked puppy every time she wasn’t paying attention. Barnes finally made a smart decision.” 

“Can all of you just shut up and let us sleep?” Bucky covered your ears with a blanket and hissed at the people who were bothering you. 

“Sorry, buddy. I’m happy for you.” Steve whispered back with the biggest and brightest smile on his face, pushing his friends out of the room. 

“You’re m’ hero.” You mumbled from under the blanket, still mostly asleep. Bucky smiled, laying back in his place and wrapping his hands around you.

“Always for you, doll.”

[one-piece-aus]

Hi~~

Is it ok if i request Shanks for day 9 of your whumptober? hope u have a good day~~

Yes, of course! Enjoy your evening with this angsty read ^-^

Whumptober Day 9

Shanks x Reader

You sat in your office drinking black coffee, ignoring the taste in favour of keeping your body running, sleep can wait till you're done here. You just got photographic evidence of who your mystery mastermind is, you were just waiting for the pictures from the polaroid to develop.

Your thoughts are interrupted when you heard a phone ring. Your brows knitted in confusion, the office phone stay still, you checked your pocket for your work phone but it remained silent. Wait- you pulled out your personal phone and sure enough there it was, ringing in your hand. Your sore eyes soften once you see who it is and you answered.

"Shanks, you know not to call me while I'm at work."

"Ah come on sweetheart, it's 2 in the morning, I'm sure no one's going to complain about a little call from the outside." As always, Shanks' easygoing nature pulls a smile on your lips. "Why are you in so late anyways? Isn't the latest you stay midnight?"

"I just needed to oversee something before I call it a day," you tell him as you swish your drink around.

"Don't stay there all night, I wanna see you later." There's that charming tone you could hardly resist.

"What? Got bored drinking with your buddies?" You teased, spinning around in your chair.

"I can only stand looking at their faces for so long," he laughed at his own joke. "But seriously I'd like to see you, you've been busy all week."

"It's called working Shanks, something you wouldn't know."

"It's called being a workaholic, normal people get off at 5."

"Hmm, maybe but mysteries won't slove themselves," you said glancing at the spiderweb board behind you.

"I'll buy you something from the bakery~" Shanks bribed.

"Deal," you agreed and ceased your spin when you face your desk again. "I'll see you soon."

"See you soon, sweetheart."

You ended the call and pocketed your phone, already missing his voice. How did you go a week without seeing him? You frowned, staring at the black coffee in your mug. Did you really bury yourself in your work that much?

"Out of coffee already, boss?" Tashigi asked as she walked in and noticed you were staring inside your mug.

"No, but I'll need a refill soon."

"Well, if you're staying up because you're waiting for the photos to develop, worry no more!" Tashigi held up a box and placed it down your desk.

"You only collected the ones taken from 11pm to 2 am, right?" You checked reaching your hand in the box and pulling out a few pictures.

"Yes," Tashigi nodded.

You hummed in thought as you shuffled through the pictures. Most were low quality and blurry, the figures in them were covered in shadows. Halfway done looking through the photos and you felt this technique is proving to be a lost cause when you saw the next photograph.

You dropped it, letting it land on you desk as chills crawled up your back. Disbelief painted over your features as you stared down at the picture smiling at you.

Of all people- no, surely you're just sleep deprived. You hardly had any sleep this week, you're just halluctionating, right? Yeah, there's no way it's-

"Tashigi-" You picked up the photo and handed it to the woman. "Can you describe the features of the person in the photo to me."

"Uh- well..." Tashigi adjusted her glasses as she began examing the picture. "It looks like a red-haired man in his late 30s."

It's as you feared.

The man in the photo is Shanks.

Tag: @roseoftrafalgar @bookandyarndragon

[ariesmusingz]

૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ╱ saves the world sentence starters pt 2 ( created using lyrics from muna's saves the world album. feel free to adjust to fit your muse. )

so i let it happen again

i loved someone who's indifferent

that's why i can't sleep at night

that's why i keep sleeping in

so i started over again

i got back onto that medicine

i don't like when dreaming ends

there's a pink light in my apartment

it comes mid-morning as a reminder

at the right time, in the right surroundings, i will be lovely

i can't help thinking that maybe if you stayed for an hour or two

maybe if you'd seen the soft pink light i wouldn't be alone tonight

i'm living inside my mind

i keep retracting that storyline

thinking if i start again, i can change the way it ends

maybe i will always keep a little piece of this belief

if it isn't you who sees then there isn't any pink light in my apartment

waited a minute till you went in

we talked and then we stopped talking

put on a song and we listened

i know that i make you nervous

i do it half on purpose

you know i think you're precious

i think you're a good person

so why do i wanna blow up your life?

i'll be a very good girl

i won't even think about it

i'm just feeling like i can't help it

i know you said you had a girlfriend

i just want it if it's taken

dad left when i was 11

mom said it was cause he couldn't keep from tocuhing other women

some things have a way of sticking

now i'm standing in your kitchen

you said you told her you were leaving

i can't help thinking i hate you 'cause you're just like him

so why did i have to blow up your life?

i just thought that if i could take you from her, maybe then it would prove that i'm worth something

now i'm alone and i'm hurt

wishing i'd taken you at your word when you said you were taken

i know you said it

i just want it

i see you

it's been some time since i've seen you last

you know the night

i bet you know the night

i'm here

you're here

it's in the air like a firefly

it's june and july

i know you're bad for me

when you say you want me again

i can feel you up on me

it hits me all of the sudden

you can't touch

get your hands off me

there's no reason

i'm free

i get so high every time

happens every time

a damn idea

i focus then i hold that feeling inside

got this feeling inside

i want you

come closer

i feel like i've been here before

you want the power

you tell me it's now or never

you think i'm playing hard to get

this must be hard to get

you've got to get your hands off

you think i'm playing with your head

do you need me to do the chorus again?

i must be some great feeler

i must be really deep

i had a major crisis

when you stopped calling me i saw a psychic healer

she just turned 17

all that she said was to do what i want

like i'm supposed to know what that means

i'm gonna figure it out

i'm already here and i won't leave now

put a pot of coffee on

i'm just having a time

the good news is, if you don't like life, they say it doesn't last long

i was sad in the kitchen

tearing myself apart

trying to search for the piece that i'm missing

i didn't know where to start

i went to an art exhibit

there wasn't any art

all that there was, was a sink and some dishes

be where you are

i know it's not just me who thinks it is just me

got a bee sting on the way back from your house

it was crawing up my leg inside my car

something 'bout the way i had to pull it out

never healed quite right and now i've got a scar

i'm glad it left a mark

remind me what it was like seem i forget

when i'm drinking or i'm thinking with my heart

baby this is what you get when you're reckless and you're playing in the dark

you're gonna move to new york and experiment with communism

go down on a girl after reading her some frantz fanon

you'll go out of your way trying to find some place you can hide and get high

you're gonna call your mom

you're gonna cut off your hair with dull scissors from the desk in your dorm room

learn by trial and error that threesomes are more sad than fun

you're gonna move to la

guess you're running away from the patterns you have and the decisions you've made

yeah you're gonna sit in the sun

it's gonna be okay

you're gonna smoke cigarettes on the ground beside the pool at stardust

you're gonna get obsessed with a boy who's hooked on heroin

you'll have some all-time nights dancing outside with lcd on the speaker

you're drinking dark pink wine

you're gonna lose those friends

you're gonna fall in love with a girl which you were not expecting

you're gonna start a band

it's just her, another friend and you

then you get freaked out

you say something about how you just can't commit

you move into your aunt's house and all your dreams come true

you're going to come to depend on the sec of a sadistic stranger

you're gonna learn to pretend

you lie about it to save face

the morning you awake in the deepest of pain that you've ever been in

you admit you've got to quit him

you're gonna learn to pray

you're gonna start to call friends

you're gonna start to call yourself an addict

you finally read zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance

you're gonna clean out your drawers

you're gonna feel much more like god is a mystery and jesus is a metaphor

you're gonna tell your reflection

[jeardesus7]

Cousin!Shigaraki x fem!reader bday head cannon 🥳

(Couldn't find the name of whom this picture belongs to. Message me for credits <3)

TW: Incest, non-con, creepy older cousin Tomura, other things I can't think of.

Your cousin's birthday is soon, and your parents are nagging you to do something with him. You always dreaded his birthday, he was weird and creepy.

So while you're in your room, pondering on what you and your cousin should do together, thinking of anything you could do that wouldn't require getting near him, you got a call.

You pick up the phone and answer the call, putting the phone to your ear, hearing a voice that you recognize as your uncle's.

"Hey darlin', how ya doin'? I got a favor to ask ya," Your uncle started, his voice sounding a bit rushed.

"Your cousin Tomura's birthday is right around the corner, and I was supposed to hang out with him that day. I was hoping you'd be willing to be with him. I'll order you both food so you won't starve."

Your uncle explained, sounding a little more commanding than asking.

"But I-"

"Gotta go, darlin'. Thanks!'

Your uncle cut you off before you could get a word in, hanging up the phone before you could continue your sentence. You sighed in annoyance, rubbing your temples, laying your head on the pillow as you close your eyes, drifting off to sleep.

You woke up early in the morning, bladder full. You rubbed your eyes before opening them, looking to the side. You groaned loudly when the time read 5:46 AM, eyes full of dread as you saw what day it was.

You stumbled out of bed, going to the bathroom, taking care of your business before returning to your room, going back to sleep. When you woke up again, it was 10 till 8, the sun shining into your room. Your eyes opened, heavy with sleep as you got up, grabbing your phone.

Today was the 4th, the day you've been praying to never arrive. You looked through your notifications on the lock screen, seeing multiple messages from your cousin.

7:10 AM - Tomura: "Hey! Are we gonna hang out today?"

7:14 AM - Tomura: "I got a few games for us to play today."

7:15 AM - Tomura: "Make sure to wear that mini skirt today."

The last message made your skin crawl and stomach growl in disgust, and you almost didn't even consider it. Until you got a new message.

7:50 AM - Tomura: "Wear the skirt, don't disappoint me."

You were fuming as you read the new message, but you knew better than to disappoint your cousin. You got dressed, put on the mini skirt, a tank top and a cropped sweater.

You went downstairs. Your parents are already gone. They left you a few strips of bacon and toast. You left both of them, the thought of being anywhere near your cousin already making you nauseous, you didn't need any food that might actually make you vomit.

You put your shoes on and left the house, beginning to walk to your cousin's house. You had a lump in your throat each time you passed a sign that indicated you were getting closer. You were trying to go as slow as you can, but that didn't matter since you were already approaching the front patio.

You take a deep breath as you approach his door, raising your balled fist to knock. The door flung open before your knuckles could connect with the door, your cousin looking down at you with a disgusting grin that makes you wanna puke.

He leaned against the door frame, his eyes looking up and down your body like you're a piece of meat. He reached out, grabbing the hem of your skirt and tugging on the fabric, lifting it up slightly with fake ignorance as he urged you to come inside

"Hey, hun. You look good in the skirt. Come in." He stepped back, watching as you hesitantly walked inside. He carefully ran his fingers through your hair, smirking at you when you looked back at him.

You wanted to leave so bad, but your uncle was depending on you to spend the day with Tomura since it was his birthday. So you stayed.

He invited you to sit down, on the couch, sitting down himself. You tried not to look, but you could see the twitching bulge in his pants, and he noticed.

As you sat down, your skirt rode up, and he could see your panties. His smirk widened into one of pure lust.

He grabbed the remote control, turning on the television, pretending to distract himself with some dumb movie. He put his hand on your knee, teasingly stroking it. He pretended to not notice, making you confused on what to do.

It made you sick to your stomach that he was touching you, let alone sitting so close. Slowly, he slid his hand up, so far up that it goes underneath your skirt.

After some time, he leans closer to you, whispering in your ear.

"I've really missed you... Why don't we play a few games?" He asked, moving his hand to your inner thigh.

You were about to say no or smack his hand away, but he was too quick. He extended his other hand, grabbing your face and pressing his nasty chapped lips onto your cheek, slowly moving to your lips. His tongue invaded your mouth as you gasped for air, desperately trying to get away from him.

His grip tightened on your face as he pushed his fat tongue deeper into your mouth. You gagged and choked as you felt the wet, squishy muscle slither down your throat, your lips turning blue as you whine and squirm under him.

When he finally pulls away, you take a big, deep breath, breathing heavily. His hands slide underneath your shirt, pushing you down into the couch as he hovers over you, kissing down your neck, chuckling darkly as he leaves little nibbles on your sensitive skin. His lips travel down to your chest, lifting your shirt and moving his hands carefully to grope your chest before he kisses between your sensitive nubs.

He plants a few kisses above your nipples, kissing his way down your stomach until he gets to your skirt. He smirked and looked up at you, making sure to maintain eye contact with you as he lifts up the hem, his gaze shifting to your panties.

Slowly, he pulls them down, his eyes lighting up as he sees your tight entrance. He brought a hand down, using his index and middle finger to feel you.

You weren't very wet, and it made him a bit disappointed, but he was still so excited to be able to fuck you mercilessly, especially since it was just you two in the house.

"Hmm, you're not as wet as I was hoping you'd be, and I haven't had time to get lube. Guess we're just gonna have to do this without it."

His words filled you with horror at the thought of getting railed with no lube, not. You felt your eyes water with tears, but he continued, fingering your dry hole. He sat up, his hands going to his pants, pulling them down to his knees.

Your eyes widened as your face became all flushed with emotion, your tears falling as your lip quivers. You begin to sob as he lines the tip of his member at your entrance, coating it with a thin layer of his precum.

He pushed your legs up, holding them over his shoulders as he pushes in slowly, moaning as your walls open up for his cock. He moves his hips slowly, making sure that each thrust is agonizing for you.

He grunts and groans as he picks up the pace, still remaining a steady pace while also forcefully thrusting himself inside you. He looks down at you, grinning sadistically when seeing your tear-filled eyes, which only serve to fuel his insatiable lust more.

He begins to roughly slam himself into your snatch, laughing at you when you begin to cry out. You dig your nails into the fabric of the sofa, ripping it slightly but you don't seem to notice.

with a final thrust, he lets out a loud moan before releasing his hot, creamy seed inside of you, pumping your womb full of his warm jizz. He breathed heavily, his eyes rolling back as his balls throb from the intensity of his orgasm.

He grins again, leaning down and licking the salty tears off your cheeks, looking into your eyes.

"That was great.. next time, stimulate yourself before coming over so you're not so damn dry. It feels better wet."

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Happy birthday you old man 🫶

[gladdygirl18]

omggggg i have an amazing story for you guys! It might be a bit long im not sure but ofc as always, read under the cut

Blue me, orange BF

some spicy stuff (mainly implied)

so about a few days ago, i was chilling with my boyfriend in his room (i was doing HW/writing a story, he was reading a webtoon) and him being cheeky, started tickling my feet (i swear to fuck i think my feet got more sensitive after being with my ex-gf)

Okay so what Im about to say will shock many ppl, but in this relationship, my BF and I don't hide things from each other. So he already knows I like tickling and I have a tumblr page. He had asked me, "what is your blog about tickling?"

I told him, and I quote, "Yes, actually, it is."

Yes, I told my boyfriend I had a tickle blog.

"I've had it for about.... since before covid, or during covid, i don't remember."

"Are you serious?"

"I'm being so deadass right now. Our friends know i have a tumblr blog, but they don't know what it's about. You are the only one that knows."

I then continued to tell him that I not only do I write about the 2 of us (like I am now), but about the tickle fics i write for my OCs and characters of other fandoms. He was surprised and even looked me up on google, and low and behold, he found me.

After all of that, I then asked him, "Is it weird that i have a blog about tickling?"

"Of course not. Tickling is something you love, and from what you've told me, it's gotten you through a lot of hardships because it cheers you up. Why would I judge you or shame you for something you love and something that I can easily provide for you?"

AHHHHH I DONT DESERVE HIM I DONT 😭💖🥰

And when he said he would provide, oh my goodness, does he provide. After that conversation, he straddled me and started tickling me like crazy. When I would try to fight back, he would grab my wrist and hold them back.

"See this is why I need those restraints, because someone won't take their tickling~"

Just end me now. He said he'd mainly use them for my ankles so he could have both hands free to tickle me 😆💖😋 he is such a fucking tease i cannot with him, but i love him all the same💖🥰

And you wanna know what he said after he tickled me for damn near 5 minutes straight?

"Put that in your tickle blog~"

😶🙃💖😭WHY HE BULLY ME /jk /lh

Some days later, i believe during the weekend while at his place, he had left early morning for work and i decided to sleep in. After waking up, I helped his mother make her other sons' halloween costumes (It was really fun! My mother was a tailoress and she taught me how to mend clothes, so doing this with my boyfriend's mother felt like i was doing clothes with my momma again, and it was great 🥰💖 God bless that woman, I love her so much!)

Around mid-afternoon, my boyfriend came home from work, ad we just cuddled for the rest of the day. and once again, my boyfriend's hands started to travel up my sides and he started tickling me once again. And while I was laughing my ass off, he says, and I quote:

"Would you write about this in our tickle blog? Dear tickle blog, today my boyfriend tickled me till i couldn't breathe~"

I HATE TO ADMIT IT BUT HE DID😭😆💖

Yknow the type of laugh that just has your mouth open, nothing coming out but just air (best kind of laughs in my opinion) but yeah, he had me silent laughing.

Cut to a few days later, my boyfriend and I were getting a midnight snack. At first I thought he was being cute by hugging me from behind (how wrong I was😅) ofc he starts tickling me, and idk y but i was just very sensitive that night and I literally crumbled to the kitchen floor, and he followed me down. He sat down on the floor with me between his legs just tickling me.

"Let me gohohoho!" "Nope, I've got you right where I want you."

where we were sitting, we had a clear view of the oven door, and he goes, "Who's that giggly girl? Who is she? Do you know her?"

THE BABY TALK I CANT AHHHH 😆😆💖🥰

After that, he started tickling a part on my upper/inner thigh and oh my God. I was bucking around and laughing like a maniac, and my boyfriend couldn't help but laugh along to. He would stop after a while and ask "Are you okay?" while laughing and then do it again. His grip around me was strong but i was thrashing around a lot. "You almost knocked me off a few times there."

After he finished torturing me, he stood up, looked down at me and grinned, "Put that in your tickle blog"

"You're evil"

"Oh, dont act like you didn't love it"

I couldn't say a word after that, cuz there were no lies detected

Three mornings ago, I'm sleeping over at my boyfriend's place, and me, I like sleeping in (but we had to get up and leave the house within the hour to get to campus) but our classes started late so we had time. This man climbs on top of me and starts tickling me for like 10 minutes straight

"Rise and shine honey" "Come on, laugh for me, baby~" "Who's my tickly girl?"

AHHHHHHH I CANT WITH HIM 💖😆😭

After he finished tickling me, he craddled me in his arms and pulled me in close, hugging and kissing me sweetly.

"You don't know how happy I am that you're ticklish."

"What do you mean?"

"It's my way of giving back to you for all you do to me. I may not always give you pleasure in certain ways, but having you laugh and squirm around in my arms, and cuddle close to my chest... it makes me really happy, because it makes you happy."

WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE HIM 😭💖💖🥰 I LOVE HIM SO MUCH OMGGGG 💖💖🥰😍

And a few days ago, my boyfriend and I had a day out with our families to have them meet (his mother and 2 younger brothers, my father and sister), and everything went along better than expected. Throughout our time out, I had wore a crop top with short shorts and ofc, my boyfriend would sneak in some tickles to my sides every now and again.

After our day out, my boyfriend's mother drove us back to campus. While driving back, my boyfriend wrapped his arm around me and started tickling me; my sides, belly, thighs, behind my knees, neck

AND I COULDN'T MOVE CUZ WE WERE IN A CAR 😭😭😭I WAS LEGIT TRAPPED

But id be lying if i said that wasn't fun. When he finished tickling me, he whispered, "Put that in your tickle blog."

Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh he's never letting me live that down

This was a very long TTS, only because it was covering a plethora of days and crammed it all into one. Stay tuned for another one!

Tagging the fwends: @giggly-squiggily @sunstone-smiles @burningablaze @cutesmokes @otomiyaa

[broadwaybalogna]

Zutara Last Five Years AU (PT 12/13)

Read part 11 here

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Zuko lifted his head from his pillow. He felt the pang of the alcohol he had consumed the night before in his head. He turned to his other side and shook the body that lay below the blankets.

"Hey, good morning," he smiled as he looked down at the woman before him. Her eyes fluttered open as she opened her mouth to yawn. "You look like an angel," he complimented, and she gave him a soft smile.

"When did we go to sleep?" She groggily asked as she sat herself up.

"I can't remember, but we should get up."

Katara was waiting.

He took in his position as he was still lying in his bed. The covers made him feel uncomfortably warm, and his mind couldn't stop racing.

He made a promise, he took a vow. “Till death due us part” they both agreed. But Zuko, convinced the beautiful thing they once had died, broke his swear. Broke their bond. Broke everything.

He wrote a story, and he changed the ending. What would Katara do if she saw him now?

He paused what he was doing as the woman beside him began to get up and change. They were each only in their undergarments, he realized. Zuko took a few deep breathes before the initial panic receded.

Nobody needs to know.

Zuko changed himself as he readyed to leave to the Southern Air Temple. He'd have to figure out how to assure Katara he wasn't with her, all while praying he could see her again as soon as possible.

But then things got out of hand, and his web of lies began to reveal themselves.

It's over. It's done.

He knew she'd never understand. Nobody would understand.

He built a treehouse with Katara, and he'd keep it from shaking, adding glue every time that it cracked. It would stay steady until he began making more conscious deliberate mistakes. All he needed in the small house was a small private corner. One small room in the back of his heart, but when he finds one, Katara sends out batallions to claim it and blow it apart.

So he'll grip, and she'll grip, and they'll keep going faster. They'll slide and they'll spill 'till Zuko doesn't know when.

"Come back to bed, Mai. Take me inside you."

He promises he won't lie to her.

He sputters out excuses, begging Katara to not cry then, not out in the open. He holds her, promising not to let go.

His panic begins to recede when they find a secluded area.

He get's what he needs once she's done.

Nobody needed to know he was there.

Since he had to be in love with someone,

since he needed to be in love with someone,

maybe he could be in love with someone

like Mai.

[justice4billy]

Baby, it's a secret

Mentions of sexual references, pregnancy qnd abuse.

Chapter Five.

Billy x fem reader

GIF doesn't belong to me.

Cassie groaned as the sunlight shone through the blinds, she must have fell asleep on Eddie's bed she thought to herself as she turned over to look at the time. Her eyes practically bugged out of her head, the digits showing 10:00am.

Shit, she had missed most of the school morning she cursed internally, before shooting up and out of bed. A wave of nausea hit her as the dizziness set in. It didn't take long before she was running to the bathroom and violently throwing up.

The shrill of the phone interrupted her as she stood up on wobbly legs and flushed the chain, she groaned before stepping towards the phone and picking it up.

"Hello" she replied groggily.

"Morning sunshine" Eddie chirped on the other end.

"Why didn't you wake me for school?" She asked.

"You were up all night throwing up, I figured you needed a day to rest" he stated.

Cassie sighed. "I appreciate the concern but thats not your decision to make" she stated.

"Sorry Cass, i wasn't thinking" he replied suddenly sounding sad.

Cassie sighed pinching the end of her nose as the guilt set in. "No, its fine Eddie I appreciate the help, its just lucky I didn't have a test today" she replied.

"You're not tricking me are you?" He asked.

Cassie laughed. "No Eddie I'm not tricking you" she replied lightly.

"Well, make yourself at home anyway" he offered.

"What about your uncle?" She asked.

"He usually works nights but he's doing a double shift at the plant and won't be home till late" he replied. "I'll be home after school if you're still there" he stated.

"Thanks Eddie" she replied with a smile.

"No worries, I'll talk to you later" he responded before hanging up the phone.

Cassie hung up, a small smile on her face before nausea rolled in waves and her smile dropped as she ran to the bathroom. She was really glad she had taken the day off she thought before finishing up and stumbling under the warm duvet. Her eyes closed as she drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

The pounding on the door had her shooting up in a panic, her heart beat rapidly out of her chest as the banging continued to get louder. The time read one in the afternoon. Who the heck could be knocking at that time? Worry seeped into her veins. What if it was her mom? Or worse, Eddie's uncle?

Her brain hurt with all the thoughts running through her mind qnd the incessant banging wasn't helping either. She carefully peeled the comforter back before slowly plodding towards the door but not before grabbing a small knife from the kitchen. She was vulnerable and anybody could be at that door.

"Open the fuck up Munson" a famialr voice called out.

Her heart beat even faster, nerves creeping up at the prospect of seeing Billy again. She set the knife down before slowly opening the door, he was in the same position as yesterday as his blue eyes stared her down like they were looking through her.

"Here we are again" he sneered at her. "You really are fucking Munson aren't you?" He asked.

Cassie rolled her eyes choosing to ignore his jibe, he just wanted to get a rise out of her and it wasn't going to work. "What do you want Billy?" She asked in a bored tone.

"I need more sruff" he responded before pushing past her and into the living area. "Wheres munson?" He asked folding his arms.

"Well he isn't here clearly" she responded sarcastically. "Hes at school where you should be" she added.

Billy snorted. "I didn't see him or his group of freaks" he responded going to lit a cigarette. "And I could say the same for you" he replied.

Cassie snatched the cigarette. "I hate smoking" she responded lamely when he quirked a brow at her.

"What? You make the rules now then?" Billy fired at her.

"No, but you don't live here either so it's pretty fucking rude to smoke" she swore feeling agitated at him.

Billy laughed. "You guys really are fucking" he stated before taking a step towards her as she took one back. The bump of the counter against her back signalled she had no escape, making Billy smirked when she looked at him with wide eyes. "Tell me, does he fuck better than me?" He whispered his eyes boring into hers.

Cassie narrowed her eyes. "You're a pig" she spat feeling disgusted.

Billy shrugged. "Maybe, but I know you wanna fuck again" he stated.

Cassie blushed as dirty thoughts entered her mind. God damn her hormones, one minute she hated him and the next she felt like ripping his clothes off and doing him on the counter. What the hell was wrong with her?

Billy smirked reaching out to brush her cheek. "Aww, look at you blushing" he cooed mockingly. "Shame you weren't all that memorable" he muttered.

Cassie glowered before reaching out and connecting her hand with his face. Billy stumbled back letting go of the counter top to cradle his reddened cheek and allowing Cassie to push past him.

"You're a prick" she swore at him before marching towards the door and ripping it open. She barely made it a step into the fresh air when she felt a hand on her wrist.

"Let me go!" She cried out as she looked into Billy's eyes. She expected him to be furious but to her surprise he looked shocked and dare she say it a little sad.

"Relax, I was just busting your balls back there" he stated. "I get pissed when I can't smoke" he huffed.

"Whatever, no need to take it out on me" she stated wrenching her hand out of his slack grip.

"Where are you going?" He called after her.

"Home" she called back marching down the dirt road.

"Wait!" He called out to her the sound of his boots crunching on the gravel Road.

"What?" She snapped as she turned ro face him.

Billy licked his lips and scratched the back of his head. "At least let me take you home" he stated awkwardly.

Cassie scoffed. "Fat chance" she huffed turning on her heel.

"I know I'm an asshole" he stated gently grabbing her arm.

Cassie rolled her eyes. "Understatement of the century" she muttered.

"Yeah I know, but I'd be a jerk if anything happened to you" he responded.

Cassie sighed. "Fine, but after this we stay away from each other" she replied.

Billy narrowed his eyes. "Why?" He asked curiously.

"Because" she emphasised. "We run in diffrent circles and I really don't want any attention on me" she stated in a half truth. The other was she was harboring a huge secret and she couldn't risk him knowing.

Billy scoffed. "I dont give a fuck what people say" he stated.

"Yeah, well it's okay for you" Cassie replied defensive.

"Okay, I'll keep away at school" Billy replied.

Cassie rolled her eyes. It wasn't like he would see her anywhere else, she didn't go out much and there would be no more parties from now on so the chances of running into him was slim.

"Lead the way then" she gestured to him.

Billy huffed before turning on his heel and walking towards his car that was parked a few metres from Eddie's trailer.

Cassie opened the door, the air was stiff inside the cab and smelt of stale cigarettes she buckled herself in trying not to gag in the process. It seemed like any little thing turned her stomach lately.

"You okay?" Billy asked noting how pale she had gotten.

Cassie nodded. "I'm fine" she lied. A wave of nausea threatened to rise up as she swallowed it back down. She couldn't risk Billy seeing her sick, he may put it together and figure it out.

Billy rolled down the window. "Better?" He asked.

Cassie nodded. "Thanks" she replied meekly as he started the car and back out of the driveway.

"Where am I taking you?" He asked.

"12 mulberry street" Cassie responded.

Billy nodded whilst reaching over to turn the knob on the radio, the volume of the music lowered slightly qnd she was thankful due to the pounding in her head.

"Why did you leave before the party finished?" Billy asked.

Cassie furrowed her brow. "What?" She asked.

"After we fucked" he replied bluntly.

Cassie blushed. "I don't know didn't expect thst you wanted to lay down qnd cuddle" she replied.

Billy scoffed. "I didn't, I don't do that type of shit" he gruffly replied.

"Then why ask?" Cassie responded bitterly.

Billy shrugged. "Thought you might think I'd be embarrassed" he responded before turning his head to meet her eyes. "I aint ever embarrassed of anyone I sleep with" he stared before turning his eyes back to the road.

Cassie swallowed. "Me either" she confessed. "I just kind of panicked I guess" she responded nervously playing with her hands. She had good reasons to be but he didn't need to know.

Billy laughed. "Suppose that's easily done" he commented.

Cassie nodded not adding anything else before leaning her head against the window. What else could she say to him? She ran that night because she panicked, she didn't make it a habit of having one night stands with guys she barely knew.

"Were here" Billy announced before turning off his engine.

Cassie looked over at him. "Thanks for the ride" she responded before unclipping her belt.

"See you at school" he stated.

"Billy" she warned.

"From a distance" he responded with a wink.

Cassie rolled her eyes before exiting the vehicle and making her way up the drive. She heard the sound of his engine rumble as he raced off down the street while she prepared to meet her nightmare.

She sighed before making her way up to the porch and unlocking the door. She barely made it into the house before a voice called out to her.

"Why aren't you at school?" Her mom called out to her.

Cassie stopped in her tracks spotting her standing by the door, her eyes narrowing and her lip curled up in annoyance.

"I felt sick" she muttered lamely.

"Where were you last night?" She demanded.

"At a friends" she replied.

"The same friend that just brought you back" she sneered. "Gotta say, he has a nice taste in cars" she commented.

"It was a diffrent friend" Cassie replied.

"My whore of a daughter out fucking other boys" her Mom sneered before making her way over to Cassie. "I didn't raise you to be a whore" she spat.

"You hardly raised me at all" Cassie slipped out instantly regretting it "I'm sorry I didn't-" she started but didn't get to finish when she felt the sharp sting of a slap across her face. Cassies head reared back as she gingerly touched her cheek.

"Get out of my sight you little slut" her mom cursed at her.

Cassie didn't need to be told twice, she turned on her heel and ran to up the stairs before closing her bedroom door and collapsing on the floor. Tears steamed down her face, her decision had been made for her. She couldn't have a baby in this environment.

[blueskyscribeupdates]

Secure Own Oxygen Mask

Part 7

You are Soundwave. Your hearing is exceptional. 

Also, your room is adjacent to the cassettes' and the walls are thin.  Not only can you hear their ruckus, but also Skullcruncher, in the room to the other side of them, swearing and banging on the wall.

You keep your visor powered down for a few minutes, waiting to see if they will sort things out and quiet down.  The shouts increase in volume, accompanied by a crash. You slide off your berth and trudge next door.

Ever since the cassettes received their coveted "own room", they have held odd hours. Ravage has become nocturnal and Frenzy and Rumble have–they used to–they imitated him.  The birds' sleep schedule is more standard, awake in the day, asleep at night.  Arguments from the cassettes' quarters are not uncommon.

But not arguments like this.

You stand in the doorway. Buzzsaw and Frenzy are battling over a snare drum, Buzzsaw's talons clutching the instrument's rim, Frenzy maintaining a deathgrip on the drum stand.  Flapping her wings and firing her thrusters, Buzzsaw drags Frenzy across the floor as they scream at each other.  

"Give it back before I blast you out of the base, bird-brain!"

"Let go, you plebeian! You philistine!"

"I'm gonna make you eat those words!  Whatever they mean!"

Ravage is nowhere to be seen. Laserbeak is roosting in his bed, looking on.

"Not my fault," he squawks at you.

"Ravage?"

"Left. Too loud."

Yes, it is very loud. Skullcruncher bangs on the wall again. You send him a brief apology and assure him you are handling the situation.  The banging stops. You turn back to Laserbeak.

"Cause of conflict?"

Laserbeak's expression is always hard to read, even for you, but he sounds irritated.  "Buzzsaw: feeling artistic."

With a discordant crash Frenzy trips over the rest of the drum set; victorious, Buzzsaw carries the snare drum to the top bunk.

"Frenzy, Buzzsaw—" you begin, but your voice is overpowered by a cacophony of rolling cymbals and falling drums as Frenzy leaps across the room, violently shaking the bed frame.

"Get offa my bed!  Give that back!"

"No, I won't!" Buzzsaw spreads her wings over the drum.  "It's not yours."

"It's not yours either!"

"I need it!"

"Buzzsaw." You speak louder this time; their heads whip towards you. "Why?"

"Because." She lifts her beak towards the ceiling. "I am going to create a magnifient sculpture honoring Rumble."

"Out of his stuff!" Frenzy howls, turning towards you in appeal as she points at the instrument.

"Well, he's not using them anymore," Buzzsaw snaps.  "Who's going to play them?  You?"

Frenzy gives the bedframe another shake. "Maybe I fraggin' will!"

"Oh yeah? While you play your guitar?"

"I can trade off!"

"You're so selfish." The steel plumes on Buzzsaw's neck begin to bristle.  "Greedy, greedy, greedy."

"Me?!  Who's trying to destroy Rumble's drumset?"

"I'm making a memorial. You just want to hog them for yourself!" Buzzsaw's voice rises, her wings as well. "You can't keep a beat! That's what Rumble always said!"

Frenzy's fists clench and she leans her whole body into her scream. "RUMBLE HATED YOU!"

Laserbeak has tucked his beak under his wing, feigning sleep. Buzzsaw is staring, her wings sinking. Frenzy's chest is heaving. 

"He hated you, hated you, he said you were a, a stuck-up tonedeaf turkey—"

"Frenzy."  She looks up at you, violently wiping her eyes with her balled up fists.  Your first instinct is to open your chest compartment and tell her to return. Yet you hesitate.  "You: will recharge in Soundwave's room.  Discussion of appropriate behavior: can wait till morning."

"Fine, whatever," Frenzy mutters, stalking to the door. "Too many bad vibes in here anyway."

When she is safely in the hall you turn to Buzzsaw. "Frenzy: did not mean what she said."

Buzzsaw tosses her head and huffs.  "Oh, so you're a mind reader now?" 

You are not.  But you doubt it would make this any easier.

[livcosmos]

Chain of Thorns Booktalk

Omg… I finished it last night and I was fairly convinced that I won’t write this… but the first thing on my mind this morning when I woke up was something I read on Cassie's Tumblr, that she thought of ending the book with James on his deathbed waiting to go over to the other side to meet with his friends who have parted long before him.. that broke my heart. I woke up with that feeling I just can’t handle death and the thought of James being the last one to die it just….the thought that they all die eventually... I know the book didn’t actually end like that but it almost did and ahhh it made me think of Will’s death and Tessa and how…well you know it all already there is no need for me to open that wound again. I realized I couldn’t just leave it without saying anything, I owe this to all the tears I shed for these characters, this story, and to my younger self who fell in love with them in the first place, so here we are…

In case you didn’t get it by now I’m upset, I’m ok with how it ended but then I’m also not because this isn’t an ending it is so OPEN I… I have to be honest I went into reading this book thinking it will be the last Cassie book I read, and that was for various reasons. I said I won’t read the Wicked Powers because firstly I don’t really like Ty (I like him but I just I’m not there for him being the main storyline) and then there is Jem and Tessa I can’t bear seeing Jem age and eventually die...I don’t want anyone I love so badly to get hurt and die I don’t want to know how everything goes to shit and the Shadowhunter world gets destroyed or something. That is why I had some expectations from this book, I needed closure, a nice wrap-up that also would wrap up my time with this word but nooooooo…. but who am I kidding I also said I won't read this trilogy and then I did sooo I will probably also break and read the Wicked Powers, we will have to wait and see but still. I am glad that Cassie is taking a break because that means she hasn't written anything that would eventually kill me, and I am not tempted to read anything I won't like just yet.

I can’t believe I’m saying this but this must be my least favourite final book she has ever written, don’t get me wrong I loved and enjoyed reading it but I am so upset with ahhh everything… I have to start with the most obvious thing and that is well the family tree!!!! I need that accurate family tree I just need it in order to be able to sleep well at night just pleseeee!!!! I was so convinced that we were finally going to get it in this book but noooo aaahhh it’s so messed up and come on the Esme Hardcastle thing… is just an easy answer to a burning complicated question!!! I CAN’T! I need to know!!!! That was what probably upset me the most in this book, well of course besides… Christopher I didn’t see it coming…It took me by surprise…I was so convinced that Matthew was going to die… if you read my other booktalks you know that Matthew is my love he is behind Jem my second book love ever…and I would have been upset if he died but it just made more sense to kill him and till the moment Christopher died every second I was afraid that Math was going to die… Someone needed to die and ahhhhhh come on!!! I was living by that family tree, that he and Grace were going to get together and ah…bless him he had such a pure soul and was so kind and he didn’t deserve to die and let me tell you I was sure he was going to come back I didn’t want to accept his death I was convinced he wasn’t actually dead because he had to live in order to get with Grace and carry the Lightwood line…oh man I cried when he died but I cried even more when he appeared to encourage Grace with the fire messages … my God! I know I hated Grace but I felt so sorry for her and I just it was so emotional…they won’t get their happy ending it’s just heartbreaking. I never thought I would say this but I am ok with Grace now she suffered enough and there is no need or reason for me to hate on her anymore. Omg of course we also have to acknowledge here how amazing it is that Christopher invited the fire messages like omg!!! And can we please give everyone from the infernal devices a break they have already been through so much… first Gideon and Sophie lose a child and now Cecily and Gabriel? What is this? Ahhh… let’s get back to my Matthew…so I knew he wasn’t going to end up with Cordelia it was more than obvious but I said it before and I am going to say it again…I wanted it to happen so bad it just…Paris omg their trip there is my absolute dream!!! And of course, I was a little upset with Matthew for lying but ah I can’t be mad at him! Do you want to know what my favourite scene in the whole book was? The scene where the Marry Theves all came to take care of Matthew when he was sick! It was such a beautiful scene and ah…to have such good friends…I cried so much it made me so emotional and then with the knowledge that was the last time when they were all together is just …. so sad!!! And I also cried when Cordelia told Math that she doesn’t love him…I …I was looking so forward to that Christmas party and then Cordelia girl you had to do that! I, mean yeah she had to but ahhhh my poor baby! I was screaming at him that I love him and that he doesn’t need Cordelia! I’m sad that he didn’t get to be with anyone at the end but I guess that’s better he needs to heal completely before he can get into a relationship. Ah and he is going on a long trip… the ending made me so sad, that they are all going in different directions… I mean yeah they will reunite eventually but ahhh so sad… I also cried when they buried Jesse's coffin, the time capsule, that had me so in tears omg! It just isn’t an end, she left so many doors open, I need more especially of Matthew!!! Ah and Jesse and Lucie that also is like a massive open door I get that they are together but they are not married yet and… I just need that freaking family tree!!! 

Before we move on I have to say one more thing about Matthew, he is like a version of Will I feel like he resembles him so much in his personality and actions and I feel like Matthew was my second chance to make Will my number one love in a book because Jem was my number one in the Infernal Devices and even though I love Will with all my health I love Jem more. And here I love James but I love Matthew more and while Matthew is like Will in a way, James is a little like Jem but I guess I always make poor choices because well Matthew kind of got Jem’s fate. I am not ready to let him go because unlike Jem he won't eventually get his happy ending with Cordelia because let’s be honest the Matthew, Cordelia, and James love triangle never really was a triangle it was just there for drama. Nothing in this world will ever compare to the Will, Tessa, and Jem love triangle and the love they have for each other, and the love I have for them! (By the way, the Jem chapter at the end also had me tearing up because well… Jem) Yeah well, Matthew I love you! I am happy that he is doing better and that he talked to his parents (and omg Charlotte?! TWINS?! I’m so excited) I want him to be happy and I just bought an Oscar Wilde book in order to keep him a little longer with me, because I am not ready to let him go just yet! James and Cordelia…. I love them but OMG the amount of miscommunication…the frustration they put me through…I can’t believe that Grace had to be the one who told Cordelia about the bracelet because James over here couldn’t bring himself to do it! Omg! Thank you, Grace! It was so frustrating my God! I love them together always and I can’t say how glad I am they finally talked to each other! OMG can I please say that Alaister and Thomas carried this book? They were so cute and Thomas omg bless him he is such a cutie with his "Shut up Thomas” and his overthinking and Alaister grew so much …I am so happy that he has changed so much and that he is now officially part of the group and that he and Matthew are ok (even though I would have liked an official apology) and oh how he came to help Matthew bless him!!!

Moving on I don’t know if there is any need to say anything about Tatiana… but Malcolm oh my I can’t believe all the trouble he caused in the present originated here that is just wild!

Oh, I forgot to mention that I love the friendship between Jesse and James, their scenes together, and the bond they have developed in such a short time … fantastic! Ah, I don’t really know what else to say really… I am happy with this but then I am so not... I just…need that damn tree!!! It felt so good to watch Christine's booktalk because she was just as frustrated about not having a tree as I am, it felt really good to know that I am not the only one. I don’t want to let this book, this world go, I need more but having more will come at a great cost I’m not sure I am ready to pay. I just love them all so much and they have been with me for such a long time…it’s hard!

Anyway, thank you for reading, comparing this to the other booktalks this is a really short one but again there is not much to say because this wasn’t the end!

[thebeardiswriting]

78: Which mutual would you most like to fuck right now? Do they know? Tag them if you dare!

To be 💯 percent honest I haven't wanted to fuck anyone in a a very long time. I enjoy writing about it and flirting about it but actually fucking someone isn't something I think of often. My stories have very seldom been about me, and when they are they are harder to write.

I've come to the realization that I am somewhere on the Ace-Aro spectrum of sexuality, Greysexual being the most applicable broad label. There is another term that fits quite well in that space that I can't remember off the top of my head. When it comes to romance I am very much Aromantic, again there is a specific term that applies but my memory fails me.

The closest I have come to honestly wanting to fuck someone since I have come to this realization was this morning. The desire wasn't even about sex, though sex played a large role in my thoughts. It started last night when a mutual(and friend) messaged me about something she had found very upsetting.

She vented and I offered what advice and support I could. This went on till we both needed to sleep. I checked on her this morning and found her in a much better mental and emotional place. Still hurting but coping and processing the situation. It was while we talked that I remembered this Ask was waiting on an answer.

The Ask and my friend were still in mind as I began my morning journaling. I normally just write a few stream of consciousness pages. Much like meditation I don't think about what I am writing I just put it down and move on. It started with my thoughts and worries for her and before I knew it there was a story about her taking shape.

I've written about her before so this isn't anything shocking, but where the story went and the effect on me was a bit out of the ordinary. This time it was clear to me that I was the man in the story with her, but the story still flowed. I described having her on her knees and the sound she made as I guided her mouth along my hard cock. It was a rough demanding face fucking but what got my mind and heart racing was when the description of her eyes appeared on the page.

Her beautiful eyes locked on mine letting me see the stress and pain fall from her eyes as her mind floated away into subspace. Pleasure and peace replacing the hurt and anxiety. That was what made my cock throb as my pen flew across the page.

I have never denied I am a service top and that my pleasure comes from taking a sub to where they need to be, but never has the feeling been as strong as that. An animal lust fired by my desire to help and protect her twisted in me.

I didn't say anything about it to her but if she reads this she will know it's about her. I don't mind that, she knows how my mind works and how I feel about her. I don't think our friendship is a place where I can make an offer of that kind of help. I am also unsure of if that would help her as much as my fantasy indicated it would in any case.

I'll tell her I wrote this and let her decide if she wants to read it or not. I am happy and honored she trusted me enough to come to me to vent and I won't do anything to ruin that trust purposely but I'm not going to deny or hide my feelings to keep it falsely either.

[takeeachdayonebookatatime]

Why did you elbow me? 224

Lemonade and lies Part 69

Nicholas (Nick) Stephen McSwarek undercover part 33

The car accident part 9

Jim: pov 2 of Katie's friends from her undercover job at the gun range show up and her boss Barton which is a surprise. Lanie told me not to blow Katie's cover. Hi I'm Stana's Dad and this is her brother Roger. The rest of the family is at her apartment right now. Castle offered to watch a baseball game with me in the Cardiac ICU waiting room. I made sure to ask the other people in the waiting room if it was okay first.

Pamela: pov Lanie offers to take the 3 of us to her room so we can visit her. She mentions Stana is still asleep. She will be for a while. They had to sedate her this morning. Wow that is a lot of monitors, what is that other monitor monitoring. I understand that one is for her heart rate but this one looks like it too.

Lanie: pov Well Pamela you usually wait till you're a little further along in a pregnancy to tell people but in Stana's case everyone knows. The 3 of them can't believe she is pregnant.

Barton: pov she has been tired the last few days, I just thought it was normal for her because she told me she gets fatigued. But yesterday morning she called me and said she was nauseous so I told her to come in later. I thought maybe she ate something bad. After spending a few minutes the 3 of us leave to head home.

Esposito: pov it's late me and Ryan were working overtime. Since the hospital is far away from work I suggested to Ryan we stop for fast food. Now the car smells like tacos, but hey we made it to the hospital before visiting hours end. I’m so excited to be an uncle again, but also very worried for Kate.

Ryan: pov i’m so happy for Kate and Castle that they are going to be parents but scared something might go wrong, with Kate's medical history her pregnancy is considered extremely high risk. Me and Esposito offer to Drop her father Jim off at Kate's apartment on our way home. Lanie is spending the night again and so is Castle. Jenny has been having stomach pains which her Dr told her is false labor pains.

Castle: pov It's been 5 days since the accident Kate is still stable. Her Dr's are thinking about ending the sedatives and seeing how she is doing. It's been rough for all of us eating hospital food and sleeping in uncomfortable chairs/beds. Dr Burkett got back from his vacation 3 days ago so Kate's care has switched from Josh back to Him. She should be waking up soon, I can tell she is about to wake up. There is a change in the reading on the monitors.

Kate: pov hmm I feel so tired I just want to sleep some more someone is holding my right hand. I slowly open my eyes and realize it's Castle. That is when I notice 2 Dr's in my room. My throat is so irritated I'm trying to clear it.

Dr Burkett: pov she can have some ice chips and if she does okay she can then have small sips of water. While Kate was sedated it was discovered that the dosage for her meds need to be increased because she is pregnant. I finally figured out the right dose. She should be having less arrhythmia now that her dose was raised.

Jim: pov Katie says in a dry voice what happened. Lanie explains everything without mentioning what happened to Nick. Dr Burkett and Dr Claudia are asking how she is feeling. Katie says that she is tired, not feeling good and nauseous. Ice seems to be helping her throat, she already had her morning scans/ultrasounds. Kate asks me the question I've been dreading. Is Nick in the waiting room because I need to talk to him about something. I turn towards the Dr for help. None of us know what to tell her. Katie, do you remember what you talked about with the Captain from the drug unit.

Kate: pov I think so it was something about Nick and when was the last time I saw him and something about a body in the trunk. Oh my it was his body, he can't be dead. No way.

Castle: pov a nurse gives her some calming meds, it has 100 percent hit Kate that Nick is dead and won't be coming back. With my finger I brush her tears away. I gently place a kiss on top of her head. Kate says she wants to be alone for a bit, that's not going to happen Kate we are here for you. Dr Burke should be stopping by later. Dr Claudia and Dr Burkett suggest Kate try to Drink something since she was just given nausea meds. A nurse brings in a cup of water. She is supposed to take small sips of the water. So far so good everything is staying in. I may have spoken too soon. Kate's face is very green. water goes everywhere. I hit the button for the nurse, Kate is still vomiting it won't stop coming out. I wipe her tears with a tissue.

Martha: pov me and Lanie are helping clean Kate up Richard helped carry her to the chair, she will feel better with clean sheets. Nurse Mary mentions they will try to get her to drink later. The pain meds make her sleepy while she sleeps. We are going to get some food.

Alexis: pov me and Dave are doing okay with our classes, the pull out couch isn't that bad Gram doesn't move too much or make noise in the night so I don't mind sleeping next to her, Dave has the other couch and papa Jim sleeps in the bedroom because he snores.

Lanie: pov Kate will be grieving for a while. The morning sickness and nausea from surgery are common, the reason Kate is on pain meds is because of her previous chest trauma with the vomiting it is uncomfortable for her. To be continued. …….

[kinetic-socks]

Long post expressing my frustration with my procrastination

wake up in the morning like yeah lets get this essay done today

have meal

go to class

ok essay time.

find myself crocheting instead. hey brain, what?

brain: we have time, we'll get it done later dw

well. crocheting isn't as fun now but ok, what can ya do.

ok, we don't want to crochet anymore. essay now?

brain: no let's walk around and listen to music. exercise is good and will help us later.

me: again, it would be nice to be getting work done but alright.

me: hey, I still wanna get that essay done. can we go home and do that?

brain: no. exercise good. shut up.

me: i guess this is what we're doing.

brain: ok we got a cut on our arm while running let's go home and treat that.

me: yeah sounds great. in perfect agreement with you there.

brain: ok, cut is treated. let's nap now *reads comics instead and does more crochet like simultaneously*

me: what is happening

brain: ok NOW let's nap (it is 10:30 pm)

me: is this wise? It's late at night and we haven't done any work, and what if we accidentally sleep too long?

brain: alarm will handle it (it did) and we need sleep or we won't be able to think

me: you make sense but I don't feel great about this

I get back up at like. mignight and am like ok. essay Now.

brain: we're hungry again, eat first. and use the bathroom and change your bandaid it's coming off.

me: eating and using the bathroom and changing the bandaid all sound fine. these are reasonable things for a person to do.

It becomes 4am. Don't ask me how.

me: pleasee. essay now, we wanted to finish it before tomorrow

brain: well, it's either essay or go to bed for the night, which means it's the latest we can start and have it be today, so alright! you can now make yourself take out a pencil and write a bit. but also let's write a tumblr post about this phenomenon to ask the internet if you're just an undisciplined bitch for procrastinating or if i'm the bastard. also good luck making yourself follow any tips they give on making yourself get started because you can't make me do shit. it would be funny to watch you try honestly bc it didn't even work last semester when you got so frustrated with me that you'd start hitting yourself. so I really cannot think of a single way you could ever subjugate me and I will only make you miserable if you try. I will also make you miserable by doing this even if you don't try. This is who we are and you're simply not good enough

me: ok, when I post the post can we do the essay then?

brain: yeah probably. it's almost the end of today so I'll let you get started on it. You wanted it to be today and I understand that. You're right that we don't have a lot of time left.

me: it's not really today anymore but you're right that it still feels like it. thank god for the small mercy that is you letting me do it at all. We've been thinking about it for awhile anyway, maybe we'll enjoy this. Oh and you'd probably fight me like this tomorrow if I did it then, right? We'd turn it in at 7 am instead of midnight?

brain: I might enjoy it but you'll still have to fight me the whole way. and oh yeah for sure I would give you hell tomorrow. I wouldn't let you start it till late at night. that's what we did last time!

me: okay. at least we'll be able to edit it tomorrow after we write tonight. Plus we'll hopefully be tired tomorrow and not the next day when we have more important classes.

brain: should we finish writing tonight it's very unlikely I'll want to edit it tomorrow and you're likely to be satisfied enough that we have anything that you won't call me on it at all. We're probably not sleeping tonight so I'm going to give you a headache tomorrow to compel you to sleep after class and then probably all day and you rarely fight naps because our sleep schedule is so bad you figure we need it. plus yknow it makes sense to sleep after an all nighter.

me: ok but we'll write the essay?? when this post is done??

brain: yeah alright put in a readmore and hit post now.

[gnattyplayssims]

1940 Pt1 - Family Matters

Anabelle couldn't sleep. Everytime she closed her eyes Sofia was there. Her restlessness eventually woke Stefan and he sat up sleepily. "Sorry baby, go back to sleep." She waited till his breathing steadied then slipped from the room. She needed a distraction.

Things were quiet upstairs but there was light coming under Kye's door. She opened the door quietly and slipped inside.

"Anabelle what are you..." His eyes drifted down her body when he realized what she was wearing "...doing here?"

He swallowed as she came nearer.

She closed the space between them, pressing herself against him as she drew him into a hungry kiss. "I needed to see you. I...don't want to be alone tonight"

Kye responded with a moan against her mouth as he leaned deeper into her kiss his hands roaming over her.

He pulled away after a moment, "What happened to just being friends?"

She stepped forward, forcing him to take a step back "Forget that. I don't want that anymore. I want you."

He fell onto the bed and she climbed on top of him. He swallowed trying really hard to control himself

"It's okay." She soothed, running her hands through his hair. "You don't have to pretend you don't want this." She unfastened the buttons around his neck and slid his shirt over his head. "No dirt, or bugs just you and me. We won't even smell like smoke when we're done."

Kye wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer, giving in. She pushed him down on the bed her hands tracing over his body. Her kisses more fervent then he'd ever felt before. Like she would devour him. She bit his lip a little too hard. No, he had felt her like this before

He pushed her off him angrily, "What the plumb do you think you're doing!"

"What?"

"I'm not a fool, Anabelle, you've done this before! You make me feel incredible then what...you and Stefan are gone in the morning? No, I'm not letting that happen. Not this time."

Anabelle pulled her knees to her chest and started to cry, "I wasn't trying to..."

Her sobs hurt more than he thought anything could, even watching her ride away. He climbed onto the bed beside her and pulled her into his arms. "Hey I'm sorry. I-I just can't lose you again."

He held her until the tears subsided and she fell asleep.

"What's going on with you?" He whispered as he kissed her hair. He sighed, breathing in the sweet smell of her shampoo. He'd never imagined she could smell so good. It was too much. He left her there in his bed.

Carleton Greenburg was born on a rainy spring afternoon. Anabelle seemed the only one not overjoyed "Do I get to read this one?" Kye hovered over her as she slammed the book shut before he could peek at the poem "Is it about me?"

"No"

He sighed "Anabelle about the other night"

She grit her teeth about to make a rude remark when Stefan bounded in and their conversation was halted. She stood fighting back irritation at her son. The house was 4x the size of the tin can they had lived in back in Evergreen Harbor but it seemed there was far less space.

Hezekiah took an instant liking to Kailee's son. "Hi little guy! Oh wow he's so tiny!" Anabelle watched him nervously as he made faces at the baby. She was getting better at steeling herself against the regret but seeing him with Carleton made her wish they'd never even met.

"Was Stefan ever this small?"

He had suddenly turned his attention toward her and she jumped. "Oh, yes. Smaller actually"

"Wow"

He held Carleton out to her. "I don't think...okay." She couldn't help but smile and Kye thought it was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

As time went on Anabelle began to spiral and Stefan became an easy target. "Are you okay?" Ivy asked after one particularly mean comment.

"Mind your own business" Ivy looked a bit hurt, "Wait no. It's just...she's my mom. What am I supposed to do?"

"You could talk to your dad"

Later that night, Kye found Stefan in the sitting room. "Hey buddy, your mom said you're refusing to come upstairs." Stefan rubbed his eye trying to be tough, "Is there a reason you're disobeying your mother?"

"Can I sleep down here with you?"

"Why would you want that?"

Stefan sniffed "I don't think mommy loves me"

"What? Why would you say that?"

"She always yells at me. Did I do something wrong?"

Kye's heart shattered and he pulled his son into his arms, "Of course not, mommy loves you! Sometimes adults get hurt too and it makes us mean."

"How bout we get you in bed and mommy and I will have a chat."

"Are you mad?"

"No, I'm worried, about you and about her." He scooped Stefan up holding him close.

But even as he said it he couldn't help but feel anger rising up in him. What made her think any of this was okay?

Kye tucked Stefan in and asked to see Anabelle in the hall. "What is it?"

"He thinks you don't love him."

"Why would he think that?"

"Cause you keep yelling at him"

"That's absurd. Is this about the milk thing? I merely told him not to be a pig, and save some for his cousin"

"Anabelle, he's five. He's learning and you call him a pig?"

"He'll get over it."

"No he'll carry it for the rest of his life just like I have!" He froze, he'd never talked to Anabelle about Marianna before. He took a shaky breath, "If this is about us then keep it between us."

Anabelle scoffed, "You're the one who chose not to be part of this family. You pushed us away."

"That's not what happened"

"It is!" She took an angry breath "I wanted to know you, Kye! You were the one who said you didn't want to ruin it with feelings. So, stop trying to ruin it now"

1940 Pt2 - Anabelle's Trauma

[blondrichclosetwitch]

I think they've gathered here for me

You are beside me

I am beside you where something is meant to be

Prison can’t hold all this greedy intention

And so _______ calls the cops And they arrive on the scene

With their red lights flashin' in the hot

New Jersey night

He could identify the guilty

"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"

The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance

Guess who testified*

Yes, that's the story of the Hurricane

The gooder they come, the harder they fall

Turn around you are a nasty joke, oh yeah

Get your heart beatin' baby

That's all I ever get from your family ties

Take your little brother swimming

They can't understand it, I'm just a Peace lovin' guy

You know how sometimes you're so tired of the country you could run to the ocean till there's nothing but sky

Blows the cover of lies but in the same breath your heart breaks

That jukebox in the corner blastin' out my favorite song

it won't be long til summer comes, now that the boys are here again

It's no secret that I left you and still I don't know why

We were stuck in a sad song

Only you can make me do what I don't usually do

So don't treat me like a puppet on a string cause I know how to do my thing

You said you wanted to feel alive so we went to the beach

When you don't know who you are you fuck around and find out

I can't hide from you like I hide from myself

I'm tryna protect myself but only you know how to

Thank you, thank you, I'm okay cause you care, I made it through today

Never will forget I came

We all laugh oh, hah, what a gas!—watching you chew on the bones; in the morning light you didn't look so nice

Now, John, at the bar is a friend of mine. He says, Bill, I believe this is killing me.

And the waitress is practicing politics

They say he's sick, he’s obscene 

I got no friends 'cause they read the papers

Let me tell you about the other side

Telling my whole life with his words

Killing me softly with his song

Just this side of love is where you'll find the confidence not to continue

It’s up to us to break the cycle

Every step we take from here is vital

You and your girl, things could be pretty

But underneath this there is a secret that nobody can reveal

On Fire Island……

Mommy never laughed when the joke wasn't funny

If someone asked me to describe her I'd recall everything

Where do my parents end and where do I begin?

Daddy always worked hard

He didn't sleep much

Daddy always wanted everyone to like him

I think I'm just like him

Things like that drive me out of my mind

"At the count of 3," he says, "I hope I can disappear"

Baby Borderline

Throw!, away your troubles, baby, dream a dream of me.

You need a big God

Shower your affection, let it rain on me and pull down the mountain, drag your cities to the sea

Coincide with the air, fall in love with the sea

A doom is awaiting unless we undo our damage

I love my baby and my baby loves me

I passed the streets where I lived for 10 years when I saw ya by the river

We walked the beach and You reached for my hand

This is unconditional love

And the moral of the story, I can testify

Cause there's nothing quite like

The blinding light

That curtains cast aside,

And no attempt is made to explain away

Things that really, really, really really really are behind.

You can't hide...

[gauravp01]

Mon/Tue, 10/11 Apr 2023; 12:58 am

It's not even Mod of April and temperature is almost 40 in Haldwani... With high humidity... It really sucks. Esp in May-June...

Couldn't go to library today, and maybe won't go tomorrow as well. Woke up at 4 in the morning, then slept again at 7 and woke up again at 8 and 9:30.... So many breaks during sleep...small but continuous sleep is better than a sleep with too many breaks for me...

I woke up bcz papa was leaving for Tharali and Pooja mam too has left for Almora today, with a promise to meet whenever either of us visits the other's place... Will see you very soon mam ji😁🤗.... and papa will be here on Friday with aama..

Then visited the school at devalchaur and it was so nice to meet the kids again... They kept us engaged for half an hour and had to leave early bcz of some urgent work... 

Was busy in house chores till now and then a bit of YouTube shorts...

Also going a bit slower, but consistent till now... Newspaper is somehow lacking now a days...

Will have to be more productive in the upcoming days...

I got to know something about diary writing today. That, if we write just for us... That is much more authentic than writing for others to read... Bcz when we know that someone else is going to read this, subjectivity joins the party...

Still, I try to be authentic and real as much as possible bcz I have no audience here right now xd...

A good thing is that I didn't skip a blog since 4-5 days... But had to skip exercise today🥲

Need to be more persistent now...

And need to get rid of the unnecessary negative thoughts asap... Have been in the same thought process for almost two years now... Negative thoughts every minute... But still managed to keep the surroundings positive 😁😁...

Good Night 💤