#cant bc walking is hard and everything is loud

[suffarustuffaru]

arc 8 otto gets more and more deranged with every appearance i love it 😭😭😭😭 this chapter was a mainly otto centric one which was fascinating!!! URGH i have many thoughts :((( the whole chapter being about “walking with light”….. where otto acknowledges that:

and this is AFTER julius apologizes to otto and otto emphasizes to julius’s face that. yeah. julius is still an enemy. like yeah theyre exchanging more pleasant words now but otto specifically emphasizes that otto isnt a knight. julius isnt a merchant. julius is in another camp. theyre opposites T^T AND THEN roswaal telling otto that opposing emilia and subarus way of thinking is a poison that Will kill him. BUT THEN OTTO says

he cant walk with light meaning he cant see reality and still choose to be idealistic and noble like julius and emilia and subaru even though hes still trying to support emilia and subaru. :,,,))) and he admits that!!! hes still choosing to walk a darker path than them even knowing hes not as strong as others!!! even knowing that emilia and subaru will never agree with him and vice versa!!! hes walking alone, in a way T^T

[poppy-metal]

could you PLS talk abt moody reader and bsf patrick. and i'm not even talking abt smut, just that dynamic. she's not necessarily rude all the time, just kinda hesitant to do things. he's always pushing her into doing things that he knows she'll enjoy eventually even if she's reluctant at first (and he's always right). like one time he finds out that she doesn't know how to swim, never learned bc her parents just never took her to lessons and now it's his mission to teach her. and he's always the one who initiates physical touch and she pretends like it bothers her when he hugs her while he's all sweaty but secretly loves the affection. and she's torn when patrick is asking abt her opinion on the new girl she's seeing bc on one hand, the new gf is pretty and nice and smart so she's not gonna lie and be a pick me (and patrick values his bsf's opinion sm so she knows she has to be careful) but she's on the other hand she's in love with him and that should be HER not the other girl. sorry for the rant LMAO i didn't think this was gonna turn out so long

oh to be patricks autistic - mistaken for a bitch - best friend. everything he does, if it was someone else you'd be so unbelievablely triggered and upset. putting you in a headlock when hes sweaty and gross, throwing his arm around you and dragging you into his side - you snap at him and call him disgusting but theres never any heat to it. you'd never admit but you like the attention, soak it up like a flower does the sun. its strange to compare patrick zweig to the sun but thats what he is to you - you're always gravitating towards him. reaching tendrils out. when one of your snarky remarks makes him laugh out loud you feel like you could walk on air. and he's alot of things like loud, and mouthy, and impulsive, but he also remembers your favorite order from your favorite places, he lets you borrow his hoodies when you're cold and he never asks for them back - you asked one day, secretly hoping he'd say no but worried he was missing them "do you want me to give em'back?" and he'd just jostled your shoulder with his shrug and shook his head "its fine - i have a shit ton, and you wear em' better anyways" - he shit talks people with you and doesn't say anything about your absolutely insane statements like "ill behead them all and use their bones for kindling." he just snorts and asks if you can make him a s'more. you love him a little desperately. a little so much that when you take a moment to really look at him, his sun freckled skin, the messy tangles and wisps of his hair, the way his nose curves, the way he stands, sits, moves his hands, it hurts.

it hurts especially bad when you remember you cant have him that way - the way he has other girls - the way he has them gasping and pleading in the back of his car, moaning his name - because you'll always just be his friend. the girl who can make him laugh so hard pepsi squirts out of his nose. never the girl he'd want flushed and in his bed.

(you're stupid.)

[chrome-barkz-aac]

bit of a vent /asking for help belowwww

i know that im LSN but i dont feel like other people struggle like i do. that sounds really pretentious and dramatic to say out loud but i look at all of my other LSN friends and they have jobs and aren't failing classes and are taking their meds and not behind on chores. I'm not sure if its the combination of my SCZ and other mental health issues that have made me drop out of school before or what but why isn't ne 1 else struggling like this? every day i feel like im walking through a cloud where nothing makes sense and everything is so hard.

i guess i should be fucking grateful that i get to go to school at all (because of financial and disability reasons) but it doesnt feel like a blessing it feels like a burden. im tired all the time and i cant study and i can't keep my apartment clean and im having to skip class. i can barely drive nowadays bc cars keep darting in and out of existence and i feel like its too dangerous to drive for me. i love driving i dont want to give it up.

i can barely bathe myself because im just so tired. i just sit in the water and cant even wash. and i can hardly brush my teeth more than once every other day.

idk man i just want to be able to finish college, get a job or do a PhD program and live on my own without fear that i'm not going to be independent. i don't want to be dependent on my family or a partner for the rest of my life. i don't want to do that again.

i just want to be able to do science man but at this point it barely feels worth it to persue a career. i dont want to be beholden to something outside of my control. and im frustrated that no one else seems to get this. im not disabled enough to be MSN and qualify for the kind of help that would get me but every day is harder than the last and im worried that im going to relapse or lose everything again.

does ne 1 have ne ideas for how i can manage this stuff? im really really struggling and im terrified that im going to have to drop out again, which would effectively end my chances at living independently.

(also i have asked for help about stuff like this before and gotten the response that i am privileged [for needing help with chores/living independently and considering options such as a group home or home care service] because i am american. this is me asking for help. if you feel that strongly, you may want to consider writing your own post)

[ohtobearandomftblog]

fear/trauma headcanons because i want them to suffer

gray and juvia have violent flashbacks whenever they see collars like what invel used

gray is far more violent than juvia

gray is more likely to attack anyone who tries to help him viciously unless its juvia but then hed think she was like the ur that neinhart summoned and will be cautious to the point of weak attacks meant to keep her away

juvia will lash out wildly but eventually will curl into a ball (as a human or as water depends on if she could hear gray) and simply cry. rain is summoned

canonically gajeel views crucification as his worst memories. headcanonically he gets shaky and stuttery and he cant tell if its a panic attack or not but he doesnt really tell anyone bc he thinks he deserves it for what he did to levy jet and droy

natsu gets very anxious around any flame

when natsu was with igneel he would have a complete meltdown whenever he saw fire. made it very difficult to learn yknow fire dragon slaying magic.

after natsu got to fairy tail he was mostly fine with his own flames but like. macao. noooooooo. hell even the fireplace. noooooo no no nonononono

he never knew why until he got some memories unlocked during the alvarez shit. then he still had a fear of uncontrolled fire/his fire becoming uncontrollable

wendy will stay awake all night sometimes, trying to find/cast enchantments that will protect her mind and body from ever being taken over/altered ever again

erza used to get angry whenever she saw any chains. even the tiny ones for a necklace. she got angry to cover her fear of them. a pickaxe also gets her angry

levy will avoid going near long pieces of anything hard. shes scared shell trip and fall and impale herself on them. jet and droy used to be like that but after the 7 years they just became super careful around it

lucy is so close to making a deal with the celestial spirit king to allow gate keys of all kinds to be requip-ible. she doesnt care what the price is she just wants to make sure she will never lose her friends again. unless the price is losing a friend again in which case she might just murder the fucking king

after the last acnologia thing at least gray lucy and happy are afraid of literally Everything when someone's behind them. if the person laughs if they talk if they walk if they trip if they do nothing. they think theyre either being attacked or kidnapped or killed

laxus and erik (maybe sting and rogue too) are scared of lacrima

when the communication lacrima, the only one they ever bothered with, was big enough that youd have trouble carrying it with both hands, they were mostly okay. just had to have it across the room with no one else in the room

after the com lacrima became tiny phones they just. never use it. or if they are forced to then its as far from them as possible. they wont hold it. its great bc if the phone is close to their ear then its way too loud but its terrible bc they have to yell responses unless its another slayer

pantherlily will not go near laxus. if someones holding him and they go to walk past laxus he will get out of their hold and fly in a big circle around him before going back to the persons arms/shoulder/whatever. he knows logically that laxus wont summon thunder just bc lily got close but also big boom noise reminds him of far too many awful things from edolas

carla happy frosch and lector are also scared of thunder. all exceeds are. those four have just been on earth land long enough to know itll most likely be okay. happy has been near laxus enough to know hell just absorb it if it gets close to the guild

cana hates hospitals. even a medical area or something where the injured/sick rest. too many bad experiences there. too much death. it doesnt help that her fortune telling is itching to show how people will be affected by what ails them

all of the dragon slayers have a fear of abandonment. be it their first human families, the dragons (if applicable), the second families (again if applicable), the guilds, the exceeds (you get the gist), friends, whatever. they have been left too often to expect people to stay for any amount of time, but by the gods does it burn when anyone leaves even for a moment

mystogan and porlyusica feared an anima would drag them back to edolas every single fucking day.

now porlyusica fears it, even after they all reassured her mystogan took care of them all.

and mystogan fears that he didnt stop the animas, and hell suddenly have a lacrima of his family back on his doorstep

[screampied]

vegas, i leave for couple days, you post ANOTHER toji fic. its like you wanted me to come back bc its literally four paragraphs in and im SCREAMINGGGG

the “oh yeah” when he walks in i moaned. LOLZZZZZZZ I GIGGLED SAUR HARD LIKE UGH i havent even finished reading this 😭

“uh, ill talk to you guys later” “nah, keep that shit on” i bit my fist. theres currently bite marks on my fist ARGH HES SO DADDY

the insults.. LMFOAOAOOAOAOAPAP “he looks like he doesnt shower” I CABT DEAL

oh my.. “i was gonna for three days and you forgot how to act” TEACH ME HOW TO SCT IM OBEDIENT 😻😻😻😻😻😻😻 sorry that was uncalled for.

honestly when she said she faked everything i said LIARRRRR out loud bc i wouldve came from the kiss.. coughs.. OH MY GOD “eyes up here, not them. theyre not the ones who are gonna fuckin eat you out are they” BUSSANUTTTTT

im sorry these comments are actually making me cry “even my domain has better quality than this” “clean up aisle my pants > . <” LFMAO I CANT DO THIS 😭😭

the detail. i might as well be the viewer watchin that stream cuz LAWDDDDDDDSS 😻 “mhm, pull on it” i came :P “..harder” AHAT??? HELLO??? i squirted. “that’s what im talking about” yeah im two more sexy lines away from touching myself . THAT SOUNDS SO WILD IM SOREY 😭😭

oh my GAWDWDWDS “feels good when you do that” “yeah cause i know what the fuck im doing” pla have mercy. HAVE MERTHY. im sorry he fingered me under a dinner table with my PADRE talking to me?? WHYUUULLLDDDD (wild) but we luv it 😻

“told you to keep those fuckin on me” coughs i js screamed. “yeah.” MFGGGFFFFGHHHH IM CLAWIN THE WALLLSS.

“baby hold it” YAWWWLLLLLLLLLLLLL IVE LOST MY BREATH WHYS THAT SOOOO then rhe comments. PLEASE 😭

“petition to have toji oiled and cheeked up” signed! 😛 “dad?” “lol no.” LFMAOOAOAOAO 😭😭

OHH???? “i cabt wait” “yes you fucking can, if i tell my girl to wait, she’s gonna wait.” ORDERS ARE BEING FOLLOWED ILL WAIT BB 🤤🤤🤤 THE FICS NOT EVEN OVER IT JS KEEPS CUMMING. btw, i love how they be like arch it for me/ass up like YOHHH 😻😻😻

“sorryyyy” shes so real for that. “but sweetheart, you’re not sorry.” “huh?” “huh?” ive got a mocking kink now bc of you 🙁 now whenever i get mocked or teased i giggle 🙁🙁 i act like a whore 24/7 😒 TALK TO ME NICE AAYFGGHHHH I LOVE THAT LINE IM GONNA DIE

“girl hello? i wasnt talking to you” HES SO SASSY 😭😭 but the fact he talkin to my pussy like SHE LOVES YOU TEW 🤤 THESE COMMENTS GET OUT GOJO ASKING FOR THE ONLY FANS N GETO ASKING FOR IR ☠️ “please toji im a single mom” IM DEAD 😭

we’re getting caught on stream.. im leaving.

IM HERE NO ALL MIGHT GASPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP?????? “shit i think im in love with you” OUUUUUUUU HELLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ARE YOU JOKING HELLO KNOCK KNOCK NO PUNCHLINE ARE WE SRS YOHHHHH??

i LOVED this, sorry for waffling but WEOOOWWW you ate this one UP veve > 0 <

— pearl anon <3

YOHHHH IM GEEEEEKEDDDDD 😭😭🥹🥹

first of all welcome back pearly 🙋‍♀️🙆‍♀️ i hope you've been well this saturday <3

and LMAOOOOOOOO

IMCRYIKMGGGH the chat was the best part to make omg 💔 like i’d pay so much to see toji double cheeked n oiled up im just saying 🤷‍♀️

TALK TO ME NICEEEEEE 😫😫😫 omg ikr i love the line real bad n it just fits toji so well like ??? IMSO GLADDDDYOU LIKE ITTTTTT i was so close to scrapping it but we pulled through 🙇‍♀️

two more lines away from touching yourself HELPPPPPDPDGGG

omg thank you pookie this lowkey brightened my day i appreciate it commentary forever n always ☹️☹️☹️💟💟💟💟💟

[limpfisted]

so the streets in baldur’s gate are cobbled stone

but they are so old and so worn down from foot traffic that theyre like. completely worn down

and u combine that with the ever present mist

and theyre really really slippery

and as you can see in game, a lot of stuff is on slopes or only accessible thru stairways

so like, apparenrly these hobnailed boots would be really necessary. im thinking about wyll getting child sized hobnailed boots and thinking about the militia standard ones his father always wears, and imagining joining the fist with his father, standing in his literal shoes, spikes to the soles, firmly lodged into a baldur’s gate that always threatens to slip out from under them

also interesting is the fact that while the nobles CAN enjoy the lower city (in fact there are no taverns or inns in the upper city) they only travel to the outer city in carriages with “perfumed pillows” and dried flowers. they never have to do things on the hob. and they literally cant stand the stench of the poor, to the point that even butchers and orher “uncouth” “smelly” or “loud” professions arent allowed in even the lower city.

because of the rampant crime in even the lower city, and the fact that the wide (the market) is in the upper city, as well as the higher class tailors and cafes and such, i imagine some nobles never leave it except to travel to waterdeep and such. when they do leave—they need a guard, or they WILL get stabbed, and i imagine they literally need to be circled in by the guards as the streets are so crowded. (karlach would have been a necessary one of these bodyguards for gortash, who would need to be in the lower city a lot for obvious reasons.)

whilest horses, carts and wagons are not allowed in the city bc the streets are so narrow and crowded (u can only move about one mile an hour in the city, a little faster if u push) i imagine there are definitely wheelbarrows for hauling goods. bc of the mention of carriages—the nobles would have to walk to blackgate to get to their horses in the first place. this means about an hour of walking, im havinf a good time imagining them slipping on their asses

patriars and nobles dont just sit on their asses ALL day tho, at least some of them are merchants or craftamwn. and some of them are even forced to sell in the wide as opposed to their own shops. theyre not even all rich, some of them sell all the possessions in their estates just to keep up appearances. real estate is limited and generational, we cant all be as smart as the calmishites

there are no formal judges, which i found very interesting. the four dukes preside over trials, OR they assign a patriar proxy. all these patriars are corrupt and take money from the guild, so anyone involved in the guild gets light sentencing.its basically a farce. i imagine this is especially hard for ulder when he becomes duke and then grand duke. i imagine his inner circle is tight and full of ppl who try their best to make “fair” judgements—and are in truth, really way too harsh and tough on crime.

dukes are elected by parliment who are upper AND rich lower city representatives. i imagine florick is one of the rich “lower city” representatives. while obviously the lower city would naturally protect their own—nobles risk death if they try to commit to charity or charitable acts, and i imagine its difficult for lower city parliment to get a real grip in politics

one duke is always associated with the flaming fist. it was obvious that ulder would be duke one day as he rose thru the ranks. ( notably anyone can become a dlaming fist, and their records and past are basically expunged. people do it sometimes for witness protection. so ANYONE in baldur’s gate can become a duke.) however, i dont think ppl assumed he would become popular enough to become grand duke, especially as like, he was born so poor.

despite everything, the lower city citizens who arent criminals, ppl who consider themselves middle class working people (tho even tho they are just surviving compared to the nobles) LOVE the fist. they give them free donuts if u will, always want to chat their ear off about their own ideas for the city and how to make it better. the flaming fist is cruel to the watch, individual flaming fist members are corrupt and will work WITH the guild, but p much everyone in every part of baldurs gate works with criminals in some capacity, and if the fist protect u—its a sign that ur of a certain status “better” than the criminals or the outer city, or the refugees, and they feel “included” by them, especially as the upper cirty militia—does not respect or treat the lower city residents well at all, to the point curfews are enforced with violence, when theyre just trying to work, or even when they ARE trying to get home

im formulating thoughts, but basically im thinking ulder’s popularity started with the lower city, and then he was able to manuever his way thru politics by making friends with even terrible and evil dukes and people. ulder is true nuetral and the ultimate centrist. do the nobles respect ulder? no, not really, they have their own police force. but would it be nice to have a drink at the elfsong? yes, and so ulder gains power on the fairy tale dream of what the lower city could be. he becomes grand duke when wyll is 17. gortash has aleady wormed his way into ulder’s political sphere. ulder’s political sphere is everywhere—but gortash could pretend to sympathize with the lower city and the fist, pretend he wants to take power away from the watch and rhe nobles who are a “close second” to ulder’s hatred of the guild. they could wipe out the guild together, they could make the lower city safe. and so steel watch foundry begins construction in order to create “clockwork knights.” the steel watch. infallible, uncorruptable justice with mercy.

the gond temple sends out missives to foreign gnomes, they bring their whole families to the city, they are excited for the prospect of work, theyll have to find their own lodgings, same as anyone, but the salary is good enough they can stay any place they like

to out it bluntly, ulder cares little for immigrants that live in the outer city, no one notices if a gnome or two goes missing. ulder sees salaries go out, but as progress continues, costs of adamantium and infernal iron rise, gortash says hes cutting costs and doesnt mention the slavery thing, ulder says Great, keep going, these steel watchers are awesome

on top of being grandduke, presiding over cases, running the flaming fist, engaging in backroom dealings for more power and prestiege for the lower city—oftrn having to watch parliment meetings, plus often having to run to go to other countries and city-states, as he is on thr lord’s council

like its surprisingly easy for gortash to take over. like ulder is a man stretched in a gadzillion directions

and he hates the guild and the watch and the corruption so much and gortash is like “heres a way out of that” like of course robocops sound like an objectively good idea to super cop king cop of copville

this post must be so long now i am so sorry

[misamzy]

i think it’s fun to torture my boyfriend by telling memories of times i’m with him but i honestly started it bc i just have to learn to get things from my head into writing. so here’s another memory that i love and cant stop thinking about!

prom 2022

the last dance.

the song was Speechless by Dan & Shay.

i suddenly became conscious of everything i could hear, see, and feel. i could hear everyone talking and i could see all the lights and people. i could feel my dress and the shorts i had on under it. i could feel my glasses and

—oH shit i forgot to put deodorant on. can other people tell? do they know i have swim shorts under my dress? can they tell i hate my hair right now? ok i’m holding his arm now and he’s taking me to the dance floor. can he hear me thinking? can he actually read my mind? i hope i don’t step on his toes.—

all my thoughts were silenced when we stopped walking and he held my hand to dance.

his eyes are so pretty.

—don’t kiss him yet. not yet. not yet.—

the song was really loud. the speakers were turned up way too much. it’s hard to hear anyone you’re trying to have a conversation with.

he told me outright that he likes me.

—he sAID IT HE HSAID IT HESAIS IT HEGSAID IAJSVKSHDVDKSV……….am i smiling too much? what if i accidentally say something he doesn’t like? what if i’m not remembering correctly about this thing i’m telling him? what if he starts to ask if we’re official? what if—

my thoughts are cut short again by the feeling of his hand on my waist pulling me a little closer. we were already close as it was. he pulled me closer.

—is it weird if i lay my head on his shoulder? we just confessed (obvious) feelings for each other. is it too soon? the song isn’t long enough for my taste. i want to just stay here forever. this feeling right here. right now—

abruptly, yet right on time, the song comes to an end and before i knew it we were walking off the dance floor. i was still smiling. he looked really happy too.

—agnes. agnes. i need to find agnes. i need to tell her. i need to hug her. i’m very happy. i need her to know.—

i couldn’t find her and i had to wait till the next day to even see her.

going to bed that night was like torture yet also very welcome. torture bc i had to leave him but welcome bc i was so exhausted from dancing.

i fell asleep at 2am ish with butterflies still flying around my stomach and head.

[lizard-dyk3]

repost bc i forgot the tags

Chapter 1

The end of a long day. I just wanted to go home. I walk to the end of the parking lot. Someone took my usual spot so I had to park at the far end. That was the start to my shitty day. A whole 10 hours I will never get back. I’ve been thinking about switching jobs, but that’s just going to make my problems worse. This job is all I got, and I hate it.

It’s late, and I’m tired. Walking this far is just making everything worse. It’s so dark and cold out. I feel like I’m being watched, but I know I’m not. No one is here this late. Just me and my car that feels like it’s miles away.

My spine shivers. I can see my breath which shows just how cold it is. It shouldn’t be this cold. I hear movement in the distance behind me. I turn around to look for where it’s coming from, but I see nothing. I turn back around and start to walk faster. The clicking of my heels on the ground echos throughout the parking lot. I finally get to my car and get inside. The car wont start. Perfect. I hear that sound again.

Looking behind me was the worse decision I’ve ever made, the man in my backseat grabbed my hair and threw my head into the steering wheel.

Now opening my eyes was so far the best decision I’ve ever made. Two tall men fighting off my capturer. They were well experienced in their fighting, in the back of my mind I couldn’t help but think what else they were experienced at.

One of them grabbing my capturer in the back seat. He throws him on the ground. I couldn’t even see what he did next, but I could hear the fighting. I was distracted by the other man. He was taller with a few strands of hair that fell right in front of his face. Almost like they were perfectly placed there. He grabs my arm pulling me out of the car and closer to him. He wraps his arms around me, pulling me away from the car. I tuck my head into his chest. He smells of sweat and cologne.

“Hey, are you okay?” His voice is so deep, yet so calming.

I nod without speaking a word. He yells something at the other man. I wasn’t paying attention to what he said. I couldn’t stop looking at him since he spoke to me. His eyes were so soft yet concentrated at the same time. I look back at the other man. I only see the back of him. He starts saying something that I can’t quite make out. I think it might be another language.

I couldn’t believe what I saw next. The capturer disappears. Black smoke flying out of him and covering the sky. The man drops.

“I know it’s hard to believe, but that was a demon. It was trying to kill you,” the tall man says.

I look back at him scared and confused. I don’t ask questions. I just want to get out of here. He pulls me away from him and puts his arm around me. He leads me the other way and we start jogging over to a car. It looks old but really nice at the same time. It a black muscle car possibly Chevy. Once we get over to it, he opens the back door and I get in. He shuts the door and gets into the passenger seat in front of me. The sound of the engine almost drowns out the impossibly loud classic rock that scares the shit out of me.

The drivers seat door opens. The other man gets in the car quickly. He reversed the car looking behind him. I get a better look at him this time. His hair is short unlike the other guy. He turns back around and starts to speed off.

“Who are you guys?” I ask.

They look at each other before the the guy in the driver seat speaks. He starts to turn down the radio.

“I’m dean. This is Sam, my brother. We just saved your life.”

Sam turns around and looks at me.

“This is kind of what we do. It’s our job.”

Job? What kind of fucking job is this. Are these guys insane. I feel like I should jump out of the car but for some reason, I feel like I should trust them.

“Where are we going, exactly.”

They both stay silence for a minute and then Sam speaks again.

“To a motel. You will be safe there.”

“Sam, no are you out of your mind? We cant take her with us.”

“Dean where else is she going to go? We can’t just leave her somewhere.”

“She still can’t come with us.”

“Why not?”

“You know why Sam.”

Sam stays silent. You can only hear the low volume of the music and the loud engine of the car.

“Please Dean,” Same says looking over at Dean with a worried look on his face.

“Fine,” Dean says without looking back to him.

“Um, do I get any input in this? I would like to go home.”

“You can’t,” Dean says.

“And why not?”

“Don’t argue.”

I don’t answer back. Dean seems like the stubborn one. It’s not worth arguing with him. Dean turns up the music. No one says another word the rest of the drive.

***

We arrive at the motel. The red lighting of the motel sign is all you can see. It’s so dark that I can barley make out what the building looks like.

Dean and Sam get out of the car, slamming the car door in sync. I hear the truck open behind me, and then slam. Sam walks over to my door. He opens the door, waiting for me to get out. I get out and trail behind Dean, who is already walking towards their room. I hear the door shut behind me. Dean fumbles with the key before getting to the door.

He opens the door and throws the duffle bag that I assume he got from the trunk, and tosses it next to the bed. He throws the keys on the bed, and walks to the small desk in the corner.

There’s no doubt that the motel is old. It’s small and everything looks out of date. I walk towards the other bed in the room, and sit down. I watch Sam go towards the other side of the bed I’m on and crouch down on the floor to get something.

It’s a bag. He pulls out a laptop and a book. It looks like an old book, possibly a journal. He sits down and opens his laptop. Dean walks back over with a small bottle in his hand. He dips his fingertips in what seems to look like water, and flicks it at me.

“What was that for!?” I say wiping it off my face.

“Had to make sure you weren’t a demon,” he says with a smirk, walking back over to the bed.

“Dean,” Sam says with a slightly annoyed face.

“What?,” Dean says shrugging his shoulders, looking back at Sam with a confused look on his face.

Sam doesn’t say anything and goes back to looking at his laptop screen. He looks so concentrated. I wonder what he’s doing.

“Sam, let’s go.”

“You need to stay here. Don’t open that door, and don’t tell anyone you’re here,” Sam says looking at me seriously.

“I can’t let my friend know I’m ok!? She’s going to freak out,” I yell.

“Sorry sweetheart, no one can know,” Dean says smiling.

“This is temporary. If you want to be safe I need you to listen to us.

I don’t say anything and scoot myself towards the head of the the bed. I hope they’re right. This place gives me a weird feeling. I don’t want to be here longer than I should.

They walk towards the door. Dean with his duffel bag and Sam empty handed. He must have already put his stuff away and I just didn’t notice.

“We’ll be back soon,” Sam says with a small smile.

They leave, locking the door. I sit in silence for a few minutes, going over in my head what just happened. I cant sit with my thoughts for too long. It’s draining me. I look over at the small table in between the beds to see a remote. I grab it, assuming it was for the TV.

I kick off my shoes and slide myself under the covers because I’m cold. I click the TV and start searching. I watch a channel for a while before flipping to the next. I really had to be trapped here with shit cable. Perfect. I roll over and close my eyes, trying to get a nap in before they get back. The background noise of the TV slowly starts to drown out.

***

“What are we going to do with her?”

“Dean, why are you so fast to get rid of her? I really think it’s best if she stays here.”

My eyes slowly start to adjust to light, as I wake up. I squint my eyes, looking over across the room. Sam and Dean at the desk, eating.

“Why? You like her or something?” Dean says with a giggle.

“Shut up,” Sam says clearly annoyed.

I start to sit up on the bed while continuing to listen to their conversation. I see Dean look over at me and then right back.

“Your girlfriends up,” Dean says as he’s playing with his food with his fork.

Sam looks at him with a blank stare. Dean smiles at him even with his face shoved full of food. Sam looks over at me.

“We got you some food if your hungry.”

“Oh. Thanks.”

I get up and walk over towards them. Sam hands me a styrofoam box. I open it up to see some type of noodle and chicken. It actually looks really good. Dean grabs what’s left of his food and throws it away. He goes at sits on the edge of the bed, searching through channels on the TV.

“Here, sit,” Sam motions with his hand for me to sit in the chair Dean was just in.

I sit down and start eating. I feel like I haven’t eaten in hours. Which is probably because I haven’t. We sit silently, only hearing whatever’s on the TV play. I glance up at Sam to see that he’s more concerned with that book than his food. I want to ask what’s in it, but I don’t. I just keep it to myself.

***

“It’s late and we got a big day tomorrow go to bed,” Dean says getting into one of the beds.

I assume that Sam is going to lay in the other bed so I steal one of the pillows and go to set up a bed on the floor.

“Hey, you can sleep here. I’ll take the floor,” Sam says in a soft tone.

He sounds so much different when he talks to his brother than when he talks to me.

“No it’s fine. I’m sure you need it more than I do.”

“No, please just take the bed,” he says gesturing his arm towards to bed.

I don’t argue because I know it’s going to get me nowhere. I give him a small smile and nod while walking over to the bed and getting in the covers. I watch as Sam takes the pillow I had and grabs a big jacket from a pile of cloths in the corner. He gets down on his knees and then lays down, pulling the jacket over him like a blanket.

I feel bad. Him and Dean are probably out all the time barley getting any sleep and fighting off weird shit all day. They must be exhausted. I cant let Sam sleep in the floor. If I ask to trade places again, he’s just going to play nice guy and tell me to stay on the bed. Dean with probably be mad we’re talking and yell at Sam.

“Hey, um, Sam?”

“Yeah, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” Sam says shooting up off the floor.

I haven’t really said much since I’ve been with him so he probably think that I’m talking to him because something wrong.

“Oh. No. I-I was just wondering if you wanted to sleep up here with me. I don’t want it to be weird but, it doesn’t look that conformable on the floor,” I say with a shaky voice.

“You want me to sleep with you?”

“Yeah if you want. Well wait no. N-not like that-I just meant-“

“Hey, sorry I didn’t mean to make it come out that way. Yeah I’ll come up there with you,” he says in a quiet voice, chuckling a little.

He gets up, bring the pillow with him. I watch him as he gets under the covers, putting the pillow behind his head. He puts his arms up and behind his head. Looking up at the ceiling. I don’t even realize I’m staring until he looks over at me and smiles.

“Well goodnight.”

“Goodnight.” I whisper.

***

I can’t sleep. I look over at the clock to see the time on the table beside the bed. 3:47. I’m so tired but I can’t go to bed. I need something to distract me, especially from Deans loud snoring. I’m facing the opposite way of Sam. I can’t listen to Dean any longer. I decide to turn over, hoping it will drown out the sound a little.

To my surprise, he’s awake. He’s still looking up at the ceiling, but his hands are down by his stomach now. He looks over at me with a small smile.

“Can’t sleep either?”

His face looks so different. It almost like he’s a different person. He has this seductive smile on his face. I can’t look away. It’s intimidating but calming at the same time. I need to stop, but I think I’m just sleep deprived.

“Yeah. There’s just a lot going through my head,” I say quietly.

I heard the bed other bed creek. Dean stops snoring for a bit. Then it starts again.

“Sorry about him, he’s a loud sleeper.”

“I’ve noticed,” I say, letting out a small giggle after.

“You get use to it, I guess.”

I’m hoping I don’t have to get used to it. I really don’t want to be here any longer than I should. I just want to go back home and live my normal life again. Plus, I’m surprised Dean hasn’t woken up the whole motel.

“Hey, you okay?” Sam asks turning so that he’s now facing me. He’s probably asking since I didn’t answer him before.

“No, yeah. I’m good, just tired. I don’t know.”

“You know you’ll be safe here right.”

The way he says that makes everything feel so calming.

“Yeah,” I say smiling.

He doesn’t really say anything after that. We just stare at each other. It sounds weird, but it almost feels like its natural. The moment gets interrupted but the sound of the air conditioning turning on. It’s loud, almost drowning out Deans snoring. I feel the cold air on my arm, that makes me shiver.

“You cold?”

“Ugh yeah, a little. But I-I’m fine.”

“Come closer,” he says putting his arm up and around at the head of my pillow.

He pulls me in closer to him, laying the covers over me more. I mean it is a lot warmer. I’m not going to fight it.

“Better?”

“Yeah, thanks.”

He takes his arm that on my pillow and brings it down to my head. He starts playing with my hair soothingly. I didn’t see that coming. I look up at him. He looks focused on what he’s doing. He’s smiling while looking at the top of my head. He then looks down at me, and his smile fades.

“Oh, sorry. Is this okay?” he asks, looking concerned.

“Yeah, sorry. I just-do you do this with all the girls you save?”

“Well actually your the first,” he says looking back at my hair, with a smirk.

“Sorry, maybe it’s a little late to ask, but I didn’t catch your name?”

“y/n.”

“I like that name.”

I look up at him again. I cant pull myself away from his eyes. It’s kind of hard to see them in the dark, but even then, you can see how caring they are. He looks down at me and sees me staring. I see his eyes glance down at my lips and back up to my eyes.

He kisses me. I pull away. I can’t do this, I don’t even know this guy. He looks so eager though. His eyes looking down at me. I go back and kiss him. He pulls apart, putting his hand on my cheek and moves me closer to him. Our lips touch again, moving in sync. His lips are so soft. I’ve kissed a lot of guys before, but this was different. I’ve never felt like this before.

He then moves his lips down to my cheek and down my neck. I feel pure ecstasy as he gently sucks on my neck. He moves where he’s on top of me now. His hands moving down as his lips move down. He starts moving down faster, making me breath more heavily. He gets down to my stomach, pulling my shirt up. He continues leaving kisses all down my body. He gets close to my core, making me let out a small moan. I feel his hand immediately cover my mouth. My eyes go wide as I see him come back up where I can now see his face.

“Shhh. Deans sleeping. Can you be good and be quite for me?” he says with that look in his eyes.

Fuck he’s so hot. This almost feels wrong though. I can’t do this with him. I just met this guy. He slowly takes his hand off my mouth to let me speak.

“Maybe we shouldn’t do this with your brother right there.”

“He won’t even know if you’re quite. But only if it’s okay with you.”

“Okay, yes,” I give in.

I never thought I would give in so fast. He takes off his shirt and then takes off mine. I stare at his naked chest. I put my hand out and run it down his torso. I notice the tattoo on the left side of his chest. He interrupts my thoughts as he starts to speak.

“You like what you see?”

I nod vigorously while slightly biting the side of my lip. He grabs my hand from his torso and my other one and brings them up over my head. He comes back up to kiss me again, more eager than the last time. He trails down to my breasts and starts leaving small hickeys on them. I let out another small moan, forgetting to be quite. He looks back up and puts his hand over my mouth again.

“Remember what I said. If you do it again I’m going to have to punish you.”

I nod and he releases his hand. He looks at me before slowing going down to my core. He tugs at my pants, trying to get them off. I lift myself up a little to quicken the process.

“Is this okay?”

I nod.

“I need to hear your words.”

“Yes. Please.”

“Eager, are we?”

I nod again. He puts his middle and ring finger on the cloth, covering my core. I’m so wet already. I know he can feel it. He starts rubbing them in a circular motion. Fuck. I wave of ecstasy runs through my body and makes me shake. I quickly put my hand over my mouth, so stop any sound from coming out.

He starts moving faster. I squeeze my hand tighter on my face, probably leaving a mark. You can barley hear my muffled moans. Sam comes back up so we’re face to face. He takes my hand from my mouth, holding it over my head with my other hand. He starts kissing me, still rubbing his fingers on the wet cloth covering my core. I let out small moans into his mouth. He keeps kissing me, but more vigorously this time.

He stops moving his fingers, while his lips leave mine. You can see my chest moving up and down from my heavy breathing. He moves back down towards my core.

“You’re already so wet for me and the real fun hasn’t even begun,” he says with a deviled eye smile.

He starts taking off my panties, slowly. He managed to get them off. He looks down at my core. He grabs my hips and pulls me closer to him. He looks up at me for approval.

“Do it,” I say impatiently.

He nods and smiles while he looks at me. He then gets closer to my core. I’m so impatient I can’t stand it. I need him. I can feel his breath on me. That’s when I feel him lick up my slit, slowly. I slam my hand back to my mouth, knowing I won’t be able to keep quiet. He does it again, this time sucking on it when gets to my clit. I moan into my hand, squeezing my eyes shut. I then widen them open again when I feel his tongue push inside me. Oh my god. I don’t know how much longer I can take of this.

He the starts slowly flicking his tongue back and fourth in between my slit. He starts going faster. I can feel my climax approaching. I moan into my hand more, squeezing my hand over my face even tighter. He starts pushing his tongue in me farther, flicking it and sucking on my clit. Fuck. I wrap my legs around his neck, and put my other hand on his hair, gripping it forcefully. He keeps going faster and messier.

I’m going to cum. I take my hand from my mouth, still gripping his hair with the other one.

“F-faster,” I moan quietly.

He stops. He’s teasing me. He moves back up to me, which makes me unwrap my legs and let go of his hair. You can see the glistening around his mouth. He starts kissing me, very needy. I taste myself on his lips and in his mouth. He pulls apart from me.

“I thought I told you to keep quite.”

“I’m s-sorry. Please. I-I need you.”

He dips his head down by my ear.

“I’m going to have to punish you now,” he whispers before looking back at me.

I feel one of his fingers slam into me, moving eagerly in and out. He puts another in, going faster. He puts his hand over my mouth before I can even let out a moan. He looks down and what he’s doing then back at me. My eyes squeeze shut.

“Open them, or I’ll stop.”

I open them quickly, looking into his.

“I want you to watch me finger you.”

I nod at him. I moan even louder into his hand. He adds another finger. I slam my eyes closed, quickly opening them again. I look at Sam to see if he noticed. He didn’t. He starts moving faster and more vigorously. I look into his eyes as he continues to finger me. My eyes are watering. I can feel yesterdays mascara run down my face. He puts his head on my forehead, taking his hand off my mouth. He starts kissing me, our lips moving in sync. It’s eager but passionate at the same time. I moan into his mouth as I feel my climax coming. I pull away.

“I-I’m gonna c-cum,” I say with a shaky breath.

He goes faster. I throw my head back gripping the sheets and either side of me. He puts his lips back on mine to drown out the sound of me moaning. His fingers slamming in and out of me, making my legs shake. He stopping kissing me. He takes his fingers out, shoving them in my mouth. I suck on them, tasting myself, yet again.

He takes them out and rubs his fingers in a circular motion on my clit. I can feel it coming. A wave of ecstasy runs through my whole body. I let go of the sheets with one hand, now gripping his arm. I look up at him. My eyes begging for him to let me finish.

“Cum for me, y/n.”

He slams two fingers back into me, continuing to rub my clit with his thumb. A wave of relieve runs through me. I let out one last moan, on his chest. I fall back on the bed. The thought of what just happened clouds my brain. He slowly releases his fingers from me, coming up to kiss me. It’s a slow, passionate kiss. I cant even focus on it, I’m so out of it. No one has ever made me feel like that. This was so different.

I finally come back to reality, looking up at Sam with heavy breaths. I see him just staring at me. Once I can finally catch my breath, I start to undo his pants. He grabs my hand and stops me.

“Not tonight.”

“I want to,” I say trying to convince him.

“You’re too tired, you should get some sleep.”

Why doesn’t he want me? Was I bad? It makes me wonder if there’s something more to this or if he really just doesn’t want to right now. I think he notices the sorry look I have in my face, when he placed his hand in my cheek.

“Hey. You did great okay? It’s just really late and you should sleep. Plus, your probably really sensitive.”

I didn’t really realize that until he said something. I am pretty sensitive. This is going to hurt like a bitch tomorrow. He gives me another kiss before he starts putting his shirt back on and handing me my cloths. I get dressed and he lays back down beside me. He pulls me in to him. Putting his arms around my torso. I can feel his boner on my ass, but he’s right, I am way too tired to try anything right now.

“Goodnight y/n.”

“Goodnight Sam.”

My thoughts spiral before I drift into my sleep. How the hell did Dean not hear us?

[uyuforu]

why is it that esp in todays society where its more likely that someonell gain fame online like tiktok or youtube for instance why is it that its certain zodiacs that always always get more attention than others like leos are so loud like changbin of skz for example and libras like bangchan seek so much attention but they still get it yaknow?

if u were any other sign other than the loud attention seeking ones wouldnt you feel out of place? cause its always always going to be the loud mfs who get all the attention anyway and so many of them dont even have to do much at all just for people or their fans to worship the grounds they walk on. yet for average folk like myself its hard to even get one conversation without feeling like a total fool for trying to converse. how do some people just command attention

thats why i feel like i dont fit in with my own generation and i dont fit in nor belong with any newer generations, and i cant go back in time sadly bc otherwise id pick any other generation other than mine :( how can we know if we are on our last life times cause i dont want anymore after this? like what aspect of astrology pinpoints past life or whatever else as well?

Other signs have chances to gain fame of course. But it depends on placements and also a lot of different factors. I guess some signs are just natural entertainers and hard work sometimes do not only do the job to be famous. Therefore, people need to have an interest in you in order to be seen. Some people fake it and some people are just naturally interesting.

I think nowadays social medias is a huge part of our daily life, we spent most of our time of the day on our phones and devices since EVERYTHING is there. We create websites for literally everything of daily life. Except for other basic needs, we could literally do everything on our phones/ devices. Therefore, our attention are mostly on these, so most of people gain fame and attention online.

I think people unfortunately are very drawn now to superficial things. It's hard to get notice because everyone want to look the same and do the same things. They follow trends like sheep and do not thing twice. Also tbh, unpopular opinion, but people also tend to praise some people for literally NOTHING. There are tons of artists I don't like because they are literal plant industry and then get praised for hard work lol. This really need to change.

Mmmh for the past lives things it's complicated, I can't say for sure. Some people told me numerology can help with that! For example having a number 9 could indicate a last reincarnation? Im not sure tbh, so I can't say. Astrology could also indicate such thing but more like an old soul. I never dive that much into the subject tbh. Sorry for not being able to help you out.

- uyu

[ventingrage]

6/16/23:

I woke up today completely shaken and half in tears. I havent thought about you for a while, life has been busy. I had a very realistic dream about you and when I was trying to talk myself down from being so upset to my one friend who knows about you, I started bawling. So here goes:

I was with my parents out somewhere by the coast I think, and we were able to see the different military planes flying. I was looking on my flight radar app and somehow I caught a glimpse of you getting into the 2nd back seat of this older type plane, perhaps a WWII model with the big metal wings and fin. You got into it and I was standing/floating/idk, but trying to keep somewhat hidden so you didnt see me. I got to watch you taxi out and take off. I was so excited to see you fly. My parents were in some building having dinner maybe but I had stepped out to watch all of this. So anyways, you guys pull up and go straight up into the sky doing some kind of spin maneuver. A second plane came up behind you and did the same. All of a sudden the second plane took a nose dive and I saw this white smoke poof out from the back but had lost a visual on it. Suddenly yours did too. I stood frozen as my jaw dropped and I started praying out loud “no no no… no, no… he cant be dead.” I walked in to my parents like a zombie and said, “he died…. They crashed, and i just saw him die….” It didnt make sense, you were grounded, you shouldn’t have been flying. My dad didnt realize why I was crying so hard so I had to play it off like it was simply just witnessing that. I started looking at news channels on my phone, facebook, anything, but no reports so I was hoping maybe it wasnt true. No…. They just had to notify families first. All of a sudden I’m in this conference type room with all kinds of people and military personnel. I didnt recognize anyone. I saw four white marbel slabs up on this short stage, and each one had a wreath of flowers on it and a flag behind it. I couldnt see the names. Quietly I meandered up to the front and asked what the name on it said. They moved the wreath and it was your title and name. I grasped my hand over my mouth and backed away slowly. All of a sudden they were handing your folded flag to your daughters. They seemed younger though, curly hair, white and black dress, smiling….could tell they had no idea what was going on. Your ex took a picture of them with the flag. I wanted to run over to her and yell at her but I kept my distance bc no one knew me.

I swear to you, it was so freaking real. My heart was pounding, and like I said, I was crying feeling like I lost you. Maybe it was my mind mourning the loss of you, trying to get past things subconsciously. If in my mind you are dead, then my heart can’t hurt anymore. It really fucked me up, watching you crash in that dream…. I’ve been having flash backs to it through the day. Just had to get it out on here incase for some reason I want to show you after you get out. I’ve tried looking for you, trying to find where you are being held. I can’t find you on any federal or state jail pages. I just wish I knew where…. I had a no caller id come up a couple days ago. Keep wondering if it was you. I guess I’m past the sad and angry phase now, and kind of at an “it is what it is” phase. I hope you’re okay. I hope you’re learning more about yourself and why you did everything you did, including ghosting me, yet again.

[batz]

lol safeways closed nd im close to digging into my savings just to eat some damn food today bc who needs a proper bed when u can actually have vegetables fr the first time in a week

[yuujism]

Punishment (fushiguro toji x reader)

| PAIRINGS: fushiguro toji x fem!reader

| WARNINGS: explicit, impact play (slapping), degradation, dubcon(?), dirty talk, dumbification, overstimulation, lil objectification, toji being mean, grammar errors

| WORD COUNT: 1,065

A/N: so uh... writer block over thanks to toji 😳 small drabble tbh bc toji ‼️i kinda went off on this one so it’s kinda nasty and overall dirty so yea! please check warnings if uncomfortable~ but the way i want toji to be this big mean mf who manhandles me into submission UHM anyway i think he’s old school so only missionary mentioned here bc fuck it !! hope you like it just wanted to be really nasty with toji ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Of course you couldn’t wait.

The moment Toji tiredly walked into the room, sweaty from today’s mission, his usual tight shirt marking the contour of his abs and flopping down onto his usual spot in bed, you were already crawling to him like you constantly did.

All it took for him to rail you into the mattress was your whining, needy for his touch and desperate to have his cock deep inside you; it worked everytime, really, you were confident this time wasn’t going to be different.

However, it seemed Toji wasn’t feeling quite as merciful as other occasions.

“Quit your fucking whining, bitch.” He growled deeply as he thrusted harshly into you, the only touch you were receiving from him was his calloused hands holding your legs up in his shoulders as his cock kept abusing your sloppy tight hole.

“P-Please, I c-can’t...” you sobbed, tears running down your cheeks and blurring your sight as the third orgasm of the night was building up in your core and Toji seemed far from over. “T-Toji...” You tried to reach for him, your small hands making their way to his chest only to be met with a hard slap against your thigh as a warning: Don’t touch me.

But oh, how you wanted to touch him. To be touched by him beyond his own pleasure.

It was simple really: you were his toy. Toji made it clear the first time he fucked you, stating he didn’t like to repeat himself. Not now, not ever. And, God, the way he had you drunk off his fingers instantly made you agree to everything he wanted. And you were more than glad you accepted.

“You can’t what, whore?” The way his hips slammed against you was too rough, sending you back on the mattress until you were arching your back in pleasure, eyes rolling back in your head when he buried himself to the hilt, coming to a stop. “Weren’t you begging to get used like this? C‘mon, beg again. Beg for this cock.” Toji slipped out slowly as he laughed mockingly, making you feel his thick vein thy adorned his length against your inner walls and his bruising grip in your thighs. “I love it when you beg.”

You could see a hint of a playful smirk on his face through your lashes and, If it wasn’t for the fact you were being impaled with his cock, you would be more hung on the fact he used the word love for the first time since you met him. But you knew better than to question him when he was about to ruin you again, so you complied.

“Please, keep using me. Keep using my sloppy cunt, make a mess out of me, please, please, please, Toji. Touch me, please.” You were almost sobbing at this point, begging for more of him as you were trying to move your hips to meet his length once again. “Plea- Ahh!”

Your begging was interrupted by his cock entering you again in a sharp thrust, hitting the sweet spot within you as your vision started going white but not before seeing Toji’s satisfied smile, lips curling into a dark smirk.

“God, you’re so pathetic. Wanting me to touch you even more?” He mocked, The pace of his hips movements increased, your legs now wobbling on his shoulders like you were just a doll as you fisted the sheets. Toji took notice of that and laughed, his cock going so see you could feel it kissing your cervix as you moaned his name loudly. “Cant have enough, huh? Your dumb cunt keeps getting tighter.”

It was just too much. The way Toji was fucking you was ruthless and your pussy was starting to pulsate as you got closer. You opened your eyes with difficulty as drool ran down your chin, looking down at the way his cock disappeared inside you quickly to then look up at Toji’s sharp and lustful eyes, frowning. He didn’t seem to like it.

Toji’s hands finally left your legs to touch your face for a small moment before grabbing you by the back of your head, fingers tangling between the strands of your hair before pulling your head up, your gaze directly falling to watch the way he kept torturing your messy cunny.

“Keep watching. Watch the way you cream around my cock like a bitch in heat.” He let out a deep moan when he pulled your hair harshly and you tightened around him, making Toji pull out almost completely to enjoy the way you were throbbing for his cock. “Fuck! you like it when I mess you up like this? You dirty little whore”

And maybe it was the way Toji thrusted his whole length into you once again, burying himself to the hilt roughly, or maybe it was the stinging yet delicious pain that burned your left cheek after his hand came into contact with it but you were cumming around his cock for the third time with a loud scream, vision going white as your body spammed underneath him as he watched you come undone, almost exploding right there and then inside you while hearing the way his name fell of your lips like a prayer.

“Shit! Yeah, just like that. Cream around my cock.” Toji encouraged you as he kept fucking you through your high, eyes never leaving your centre and the way you coated him with your juices until you were dumb enough to even talk anymore.

Your body kept twitching with pleasure overflowing your system, limbs and mind feeling numb but not enough to notice the way Toji was still completely hard inside you, even if you were far gone by now. He wasn’t going to stop until you were broken.

“Dumb and messy,” his voice sounded like an echo in your fucked out state, too sweet with a hint of a caress in your cheek as he moved again inside you. “That’s how I love you.”

You wished you could be lucid enough to make sure this wasn’t your delusional mind playing tricks on you, eyes filling with tears again as Toji used you again and again, playing with your body just like he played with your heart. You couldn’t complain. You didn’t want to complain.

This was your punishment for your greediness and you were going to take it.

[sunookkii]

Soooo👀can I get enhypen reaction to their best friend/crush cuddling them for the first time while they're hanging out together?

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.enhypen imagine ˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚

a/n : tysm for requestingggg baee <333 I hope you like it!

Enhypen reacting to their bestfriend/crush cuddling them >~< [drabble]

Enhypen ot7 x Reader

Genre : fluff

Warnings : flustered enha

Requested : yees

Heeseung

You two were just hanging out like usual since you guys are really close friends and known eachother for a long long time~ Heeseung had the BIGGEST crush on you every since you two met, but he never had the guts to confess to you so he just kept you as a friend because he didn’t want to ruin the relationship you two already have <3 one day at a hangout together, it became really late outside so you asked him if he wanted to sleep over [u too had a crush on hee 😏], he obviously checked if you were okay with it before accepting~ you guys were just getting ready for bed and he became flustered because you slept so easily comfortably next to him accidentally wrapping your arms around his chest cuddling him. His face is all red, he’s all stiff and can’t take the risk to move, or push you off. He could feel you breathing on him since your head was on his chest.. He adapted to this quickly even though this was all new to him. You two hugged a lot before but this time it was just.. different, it meant more to him since you guys are literally SLEEPING together so this is very much still new to him~ it makes him so happy, that you feel this comfortable around him. He won’t be able to stop smiling to himself from you hugging him to sleep, tbh he might not even be able to sleep because you’re running around his mind all night it makes him crush on you even more because of how cute you look sleeping and cuddling him.

Jay

You two have been very good friends for a long time to the point you guys can talk about anything and everything, he slowly developed feelings for you but I feel like when it comes to cuddling and hugging it’s a bit awkward.. one day you guys were just sitting down together side by side really close together [on the floor specifically] and you seemed to have a really bad day and your best friends was there with you so you just wanted to hug him for comfort. You go in for a hug which ends up as a cuddle and he’s really surprised that his crush/best friend just cuddled him??!! Would definitely return the hug, at first it was a bit awkward but couple of seconds later he rests his head on yours and he hugs you tighter with a smile painted on his face. Let’s just say you guys aren’t awkward anymore when hugging and he loves that he could hug you whenever he wants~ definitely becomes red every single time he gets to hug you, pretends to be cool and chill when cuddling you but in the inside he’s defiantly a mess. A cute mess ㅠㅠ

Jake

Jake is the type of best friend that would give you so many hugs and cuddles because he loves you that much, so hugs and cuddles with him isn’t so new. But since you are his crush specifically it’s a bit different with you. He loves hugging you and never misses his chance to do so. Today you guys had a hangout at your place and you two were just lying on your bed [your head was placed on his chest like a pillow] scrolling through your phones on a social media app showing each other funny posts you saw. You quickly got bored and just turned around facing him making your head at home on his chest and wrapped your arms around him. Leading him to be cuddled STOP I CANT DO THIS RN He became flustered and tbh he’s clueless and doesn’t know what to do. You guys hug all the time but how come he’s so awkward all of a sudden? He makes sure not to look you in your eye because if he does he’s going to become a smiling red mess. He’s already blushing and smiling but if he looks at your pretty eyes for one second he might or might not actually go crazy,,, probably giggling a lot leading you to think he’s crazy. This man fell for you and he fell for you BAD.. will definitely ask for more cuddles and dreams about the day where you two start dating, #hopelessromantic

Sunghoon

Kinda cliché but you guys were at the skating rink 😁 but you know because sunghoon is an ice prince he has to practice many times in a week and he barely gets to see you so instead you guys made an arrangement that after school you would go to the skating rink with him whether it would be watching him skate or learning how to skate with him~ today you were skating with him.. you fell down a lot but this time when you fell down he automatically caught you because obviously he doesn’t want you to fall so might as well try and catch you duh. #sucess. He caught you and you were now in you arms in a hugging position, it was a bit awkward at first since he had a crush on you, but to his luck you had a crush on him too [but he doesn’t know] you guys finished ice skating and hung out on the bleachers and you rested your head on his shoulders unintentionally but intentionally y’know? He flinches a bit and his eyes go WIDE! Doesn’t really know what to do, pats your head? Hug you back?? Literally clueless boy T_T then you tell him “thank you for catching me hoon” STOP HE’S LITERALLY FREAKING OUT IN THE INSIDE WITH JOY CUTIEEE (sry this wasn’t really a cuddle session but I thought it was cute ㅠㅠ)

Sunoo

It was a sleepover as always, this cutie loves sleeping over at your house since you can’t sleep over at his. Today you guys were doing face masks as a daily night care routine. You two took lots and lots of selcas together and laughed over the funny pics dying of laughter. Minutes past by and it was time to take off the mask he helped you take off yours and you helped take of his, your height difference was cute since you had to get on your tippy toes to actually reach his face :( cute. That’s all he thought... ‘cute’. Tbh I feel like he’s the type to say it out loud then you’d tease him, “ur in love with me just say it” he’d become SUPER SUPER flustered idek know how to describe it. You two finished taking off the face masks and doing your skin care routine. Since sunoo always lent you his expensive fancy skin care things you never really properly thanked him so you decided to give him a cuddling session right after washing your face, bringing your head in his chest. At first he’d be nervous but then he’d definitely return the hug and pat your head and give you a biggest smile. He loves you so much and might even say it. Thinks your the most adorable person in the world and definitely would want you to know that. Probably squishes your cheeks too and out of all the members I feel like he’d act like you two are actually already dating ㅠㅠ would definitely ask for more cuddles after this and it’ll become a daily thing~

Jungwon

After a long day, you and Jungwon walked together side by side late at night to the convenience store to get some ramen because you guys haven’t eaten for hours and you were starving. Eating with you was always nice and comforting Jungwon thought, just being with you overall was always a good time. Staring at you when you weren’t looking.. when you two finished eating you went to his house for a bit just to ‘hang out’, to him he always thought of you as more than friends, so I guess you could say that he thought of you as a crush [you on the other hand also has a crush on him ;)] lying down on his comfy bed you pull him over to cuddle him, at first he was freaking our and asked you what you were doing, and you said “hugging u” as if it was ntg💀 of course he’d let you continue hugging him, but now this is going to make him go crazy. hes never going to stop thinking about this moment and he’s never going to stop talking about this moment with his members- I think you might’ve broke him idk...

Niki

You guys were dancing for hours on end, you loved dancing with him and he definitely loved dancing with you. You two always had a crush on eachother but none of you guys confessed [but that’s for next time ;)] after you guys just finished dancing to the new groups song called Enhypen‘s drunk-dazed you two were literally sweating buckets,, you guys nearly fainted on how hard and intense the song was. You two dropped to the floor lying on your backs till suddenly you decide to hug riki ~ “uhm uhm y/n what r u doing?” I feel like that’s what he would say since all this is so new to him and his crush is literally on his chest cuddling him???!!! “Am I dreaming” he thinks to himself. I feel like his face would start burning not only bc of the intense dance you two just finished but bc his literal best friend/crush is on his fricking chest, please this cutie can’t contain his excitement~ you’d probably look at him and be likeRiki are you okay ur face is burning”, “N-NO IT WAS THE DANCE!” you’d literally check his temperature right here right now which leads to you two staring at eachother while cuddling????? OMGG #newffidea 🤩 but yeah he’d be like a tomato a giggly tomato 🍅 <3 ^^someone please write a niki oneshot like this

[karlsjackbox]

dating cc! quackity hcs || gn!reader

i hope this is the right place to request but uh could you maybe right headcanons on what it would be like to date cc! quackity? 🧍

welcome 2 tha crew 🕶 anon !! <3

type: hcs

warnings: swears i think ? mentions of having a kid w him x

w/c: 364

hes Very loud.

no matter what hes doing theres always noise following him ??

he sneezes loudly, walks loudly, breathes loudly ?!???? Hes so fucking loud.

but sometimes. sometimes on those quiet days when everythings calm

its perfect

you two will snuggle up beside eachother, basking in eachothers warmth and just love eachother.

you watch movies or tv those days and eat snacks and just stay silent for the whole day.

then he’ll say something really dumb that makes you start laughing

“her haircut is ugly.” “alex thats a grandma ??” “oh.”

u always fold his clothes for him.

not bc he cant, bc hes very capable of it

just something u’ve always done for him

he cares about you a lot, but not in a smothering way

simple touches and words to remind u hes there for u always

“i put away ur socks for u.”/”i made u breakfast, i saw u didnt have dinner,,”/”i started the load of laundry for u, be safe on ur way to work i love u”

he likes to write notes n leave them places for u to find

whether its in school notes, lunchboxes, ur pillow. theyre everywhere

(obviously u keep them)

i imagine that its a simple wedding u two would have. maybe yellow themed during the fall, (he cries rlly hard during vows)

ur honeymoon is somewhere in greece, u two taking dumb photos infront of random things

if u two have kids i think u would have 1 girl, i imagine she’d be a dancer and u and alex always make time for her recitals/competitions

she looks a lot like alex, not much like u

she def likes u more tho LOL

alex continues doing youtube/twitch while also studying for being a lawyer :’))

u do . whatever u want idk  ?

his fans dont have much of an opinion on u

u are mainly only mentioned on streams, they dont know what u look like for the sake of alex wanting to keep his n ur private life safe

eventually u appear on stream though

bombarded with love !! everybody loves u ur amazing

life with alex is simple. very simple :)

[ks-dreams-fantasies]

Can you write one where the reader surprise vinnie on his bday like the readee said that she cant go to his bday bc of something

*Pics not mine*

Birthday boy – Vinnie Hacker

Sooooo… I decided to turn this request into a smut 👁👅👁  If you are not comfortable, don’t worry you can read the first half of the story before it gets to heated. I got carried away, sorry 😬 Hope you enjoy it still

Author’s note: In this story, both the reader and Vinnie are of legal drinking age, and the pandemic is long over

Warning: Smut 🔥

Word Count: 1.9k (not proofread)

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‘’ I know you’re disappointed Vinnie, I am too, but we’re not done filming yet” you said to your boyfriend over the phone. You had been away to Canada for the past month, shooting for a movie with other young actors. You loved your job, but being away from the people you loved the most, was difficult.

“Can’t you take a couple of days off?” He asked almost whining

“It doesn’t work like that Vin” you sighed, you knew he was sad “I’m sorry, I’ll make it up to you, I promise” you continued, smiling softly, even though he couldn’t see you.

“I just miss you, and the fact that you won’t be here for my birthday sucks” he huffed “I know it’s not your fault”

“I miss you too” you said before getting interrupted by a knock on the door. “I have to go baby, we’re getting ready to film, I’ll call you later, I love you”

“Ok, I love you” he responded before you hung up, making your way to set. Tomorrow was your last day of filming before a two-weeks break. You hadn’t told Vinnie, wanting to surprise him for his birthday, since it was a last-minute decision from the movie director. You were stocked to go back to L.A to see your friends for a few days. You had decided that for Vinnie’s birthday, you would plan a nice trip away from everything, just the two of you. You had talked with Thomas and Mia, knowing you could trust them with your secret. They had kept you up to date on everything, including the party schedule.

You would see him in only two days, and you couldn’t wait to be near him. You missed everything about your boyfriend, his hugs, his kisses, his voice, his laugh, his touch, oh how you missed his touch. A month away from each other wasn’t an easy task since the both of you were always together. He hadn’t had the chance to come visit you on set since he had a bunch of contracts and projects to work on, himself.

The day finally came for you to go back home to Vinnie, and you couldn’t be more excited. He didn’t suspect anything since you had called him that morning, wishing him a Happy Birthday.

“Thomas said you sent me a package, but I’m not allowed to open it till later tonight” he had said, loving that even though you couldn’t be with him on his special day, you had still thought about sending him something.

“I believe you can wait a few more hours” you had smiled, looking at him through your phone screen. The FaceTime call lasted for another fifteen minutes before you had to go

“Ok baby, I’ll call you back later tonight so we can open your gift together, have a good day, I love you”you had said looking at the time, knowing you had to leave soon to make it to your flight in time

“I love you too (Y/N)” he smiled fondly at you “See you tonight” he had said

“See you tonight” You had chuckled, before hanging up. He was on for a big surprise and you couldn’t wait to see his reaction.

You texted Mia when you landed. The plan was to sneak you into the house without him noticing, so you could get ready. The boys had finished working out, your boyfriend going to take a shower before the party started. It was the perfect time to go in, following Mia to hers and Thomas’s bedroom.

“I’m so glad you’re here” she said excitedly “He’s going to be so happy to see you (Y/N)” she continued, jumping up and down. “I’ll let you get ready, people are starting to arrive” she said before exiting the door.

You decided to scroll through your phone for a bit before getting ready for the party. Vinnie had just posted a new TikTok of him in the shower, like always, but that was enough to make you melt at the sight of him.

To: Mon Amour❤️👅

Still on set, just saw your TikTok. 👀

How can one human be so handsome 😩 it’s not fair

He had responded soon after, making you smile, while making your way to take a shower as well. When you got out, you could already hear the music blasting downstairs, indicating the party had started. You finished getting ready and texted Thomas to distract your boyfriend while you went to join the girls in the living room. You made sure to stand close to him and his friends, but still far enough to observe him without him noticing you right away.

“Vin, that girl’s been looking at you for the past ten minutes man” Jordan had said, smirking as he saw you on the other side of the room

“Yeah and?” he answered, shrugging his shoulders not turning to look at the girl in question

“She kind of look like (Y/N) if you ask me” his friend had retorted, making the birthday boy stare at the group of girls, spotting you immediately, almost running towards you, smiling widely at the sight of you.

“Is that really you?” he asked, his eyes wide and mouth still agape, you chuckled, pulling him into a hug

“Happy Birthday baby” you murmured in his ear, leaving a kiss below it, the action making him shiver.

“I can’t believe you’re here” he responded, hugging you tightly, before detaching himself a little bit to stare into your eyes. He had this ability to make you melt just by looking at you. He moved his face closer to yours, kissing you passionately. His lips were soft and demanding, he wanted more, and you knew he had missed you as much as you’d missed him.

“Get a room you guys” Michael said, passing the both of you, making you laugh against each other before detaching yourselves. He grabbed your hand, leading you to the beer pong table, where Connor and Calvin were playing and drinking.

It had been an hour since you reunited with Vinnie, and you were still near the beer pong table, talking and laughing with the others. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you, scared that if he did, you would disappear. His arms were around your shoulders, staring at the way your mouth was moving while speaking to Michael and Alex.

“Hey yo Vinnie, you’re still with us?” Alex had said, making your boyfriend diverted his gaze towards him, sipping on his red solo cup

“Yeah” he chuckled lightly “Sorry” the boys laughed at him, knowing damn well he was only paying attention to you.

“You’re up next birthday boy” you said, nodding towards the table, where two team had just done playing. You all moved towards the beer pong table, Vinnie playing with Michael and Alex playing with Kouvr. You stayed next to them, watching the scene in front of you. Vinnie was having so much fun, laughing and drinking with his friends, he would often take a glance at you to make sure, you were ok. Alex and Kouvr were losing, Michael laughing at them and Vinnie getting almost every shot he took.

You got lost in the moment, just admiring him, and the way he looked extra good tonight. Even under his white t-shirt, you could see every muscle of him flex. His large hands grasping the ball before shooting it into the cup, making him celebrate the victory with Michael. He caught you staring at him and came right back to stand in front of you.

“Everything’s ok baby?” he asked you, smirking, knowing what it did to you. After a few seconds of silence, he took your hand in his, as you followed him upstairs. He led you towards his bedroom, but you were surprised when he went in and continued walking towards the connected bathroom, closing the door behind you. You stood there, leaning against the counter, Vinnie taking a few steps closer to you, standing centimeters away from your face. His lips found yours quickly, taking control of your mouth easily, your tongues dancing and battling together, Vinnie deepening the kiss. You didn’t realize you were holding your breath until he pulled away, and redirected his kisses on your neck, sucking on the sensitive skin, making you let out a small moan.

“Fuck, I missed you (Y/N)” he murmured against you, pressing his lower half to your aching core. Your hands travelled to his hair, tugging lightly, something you knew he loved for you to do.

“I want you Vin” you whispered in his ears, making him grunt, before he turned you around quickly, making you both look at your reflection in the mirror. You could feel him get impatient, as he pressed his hard member against your covered ass. One of his hands rested on your hip as the other slid down your back, forcing you down into a bending position. You reached down to the end of your dress, lifting it up, for Vinnie to get a better view. He ran a hand through your hair, fisting them, grasping and pulling them gently. A loud moan left your lips at the action, making you back up into him, as he started to grind into you, over and over again.

“V-Vinnie” you mumbled, as he snaked his hand slowly into your damp underwear, making you let out a sight of satisfaction. His skillful fingers found their way to your dripping fold, spreading your arousal on the rest of your needy core. Vinnie kept a steady pace, pumping in and out of you, making you scream in ecstasy. You had been craving his touch for a month now and you couldn’t contain yourself anymore.

“Fuck me already” you said, wanting to feel more of him than his fingers. He bit his lips at the sight of you, begging for more, before yanking your panties down your legs in a quick motion. He unbuttoned his pants quickly, making them drop to the floor, his erection springing free on his covered stomach. He pumped himself a few times, before lining himself at your entrance, your eyes meeting his reflection, your pussy throbbing at what was about to happen. He grabbed your hips, pushing all the way in, your broken moans filling is ears, feeling your tightness around him.

“You’re so tight” he whimpered as you moaned, reaching back to grab onto him. He began to piston his hips harder against yours, making you yelp out in pleasure and surprise, feeling your orgasm approaching. His hand laid a hard smack on your ass, as you bit your bottom lips, trying to contain your moans. You could feel Vinnie’s trusts getting sloppier, indicating he was close as well.

“I’m so close” he almost didn’t hear you. His hand trailed down the front of your body, snaking his fingers down your swollen clit, rubbing it perfectly to bring you over the edge. Your legs started shaking, Vinnie pumping in and out of you, as he rode your orgasm. You clenched around him and the action was enough to make him cum, himself, spilling his loads into you, groaning loudly.

Once you were done, he helped you clean the mess the both of you had made, laughing lightly as you both got dressed.

“Best surprise ever” he said, smiling as he kissed your temple.

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Thanks for reading

Hope you liked it, let me know what you think

-K

[softxsuki]

urgent request!! can i request midnight comforting her student beacuse she got a bad grade from an exam that she studied really hard for? the reader is very hard working and always studies but cant help but has a panic attack when she learns and her parents don't do anything to help so she goes to her? later they check the papers and turns out she didn't get a low grade? i'm sorry if this doesn't make sense i just had a panic attack and i can't think clearly but im hoping that my teacher mixed the papers bc i worked really hard for my exam😕 thank you and good day/night!

Midnight Comforting Student!Reader After She Fails Her Exam

Pairings: Midnight x Fem!Reader (Platonic)

Warnings: mentions of panic attack, failing an exam

Genre: Comfort

Post-Type: Drabble

Word Count: 990

Summary: In which you fail an exam, which sends you into a full blown panic attack. You go to talk to your teacher, Midnight, about it and she realizes she made a mistake when grading.

[A/N: Hi anon! Hoping you're feeling better now :( I know how terrible it feels to do horribly on an exam that you worked so hard to study for. Don't be so hard on yourself! I'm out of school now and I honestly regret all the anxiety and panic that went into all my assignments. We can only do out best, and that is more than enough. I hope it was just a mix-up though, so talk to your teacher about it! I wasn’t really sure what you meant by “reader has a panic attack when she learns” when she taught something? Or when she learns of her failing grade? I took it as the second one, so I hope that’s okay! I've never received a request for Midnight before, so that was pretty interesting. My apologies if she's out of character :') Hope she can provide you with some comfort through this drabble <3 take care and don't worry. everything will definitely turn out okay!]

NOTE: I only write requests for Midnight that are platonic :3

You drag yourself through the halls of UA, one hand clutching your chest as you struggle to breathe.

Please still be there.

After checking your grades online for the exam that you had been worrying about, your whole world came tumbling down when you saw your failing mark. You were confused, hurt, and devastated. How was it possible that you failed the exam when you spent every waking moment studying to prepare for it? Did all your hard work go to nothing? You couldn’t wait another moment without knowing if your grade was true or not, so you left your dorm with tears in your eyes, overthinking the whole way to the main building.

Which leads to where you are now, mid-panic attack, struggling down the UA hallways, looking for your teacher, Midnight's classroom; hoping and praying that she was still around so you could talk to her about your grade. You must have looked like a mad woman with tears running down your face as you gasp for air, trying but failing to control your spiral of worrying thoughts that came tumbling down on you.

Thankfully the school was already emptying out as students left for the day so there weren’t that many concerned glances thrown your way.

Midnight's classroom eventually comes into view, so you pick up your pace, needing answers to your worries as quickly as possible.

You force the door open, and desperately look around, but there’s no sign of her. Frustration wells up inside you and you drop to the ground, heavy tears falling down your face as your loud sobs echo in the hallway.

“Y/L/N? Are you alright sweetheart?”

Your head snaps in the direction of the sudden voice and hope seems to fill you again as you’re face to face with the one you’d been looking for, Midnight.

“Senseiii,” you cry out in relief, but more tears seem to fall on their own, “I thought you already left for the day.”

She walks over to and gives you a hand off the ground, wiping away a few of your dried tears before leading you to one of the desks so you can take a seat.

“I was just about to head home actually, but I heard crying and came to check what was happening. Then I found you,” she explains, taking a seat beside you at another desk, crossing her legs, “Now tell me, what happened? Why are you in my classroom crying?”

“The exam,” you start anxiously, bobbing your legs up and down, “I failed it. I worked so hard every single day, giving up hours of sleep and precious time to study for that exam and I just checked my grades and I failed it. I’m freaking out right now.”

Midnight knew how hard you worked as a student to make sure your grades were always high. You were at the top of the class, scoring well on every assignment due to your hard work, so to hear that you had failed was very surprising.

“There’s no way that’s right,” she hums in thought before jumping up from the desk, heading to her main desk at the front of the classroom, “Come with me.”

You follow her over to her desk, a glimmer of hope bubbling in your chest.

She unlocks one of the drawers at her desk and takes out a stack of papers, shuffling through them quickly, “It should be here somewhere,” she mumbles, continuing to flip through the papers until she stops on one, “Aha! Here.”

She hands you the paper and you see that it’s the physical copy of the exam that you had taken, but instead of a failing grade, you see a perfect score written at the top of your paper.

“This is mine?” you question, stunned at the grade in front of you.

“Mhm. I must have accidentally put someone else's grade in under your name. I’m sorry that led to you freaking out Y/L/N.”

You wipe away the remainder of your dried tears, relieved that you not only passed the exam, but received a perfect score!

You smile at her, “It’s okay. I’m glad I came over to ask you about it instead of worrying alone in my dorm. Thank you Sensei.”

“Of course sweetheart. I’m here if you ever need anything,” she places a comforting hand on top of your own and gives you a small smile, “But let’s try and not let your grades affect you like that again. You’re incredibly hardworking and intelligent; your grades don’t speak for you. I have many students who are just like you, but on the day of exams, they get so nervous that they forget everything they’ve studied and ultimately bomb it. So just keep up the great work and don’t fret over small things like an exam. You’ll look back at your school days and question why you took it so seriously.”

“That’s easier said than done, but I guess I could try to ease up a bit. I don’t really want to panic like that again, especially not over my grades–that was a horrible feeling,” you sigh, glad that you could breathe freely again.

“I’m sure it was. You’ll be okay though. You’re going to make it through the school year just fine, so don’t worry about a thing. Come to me if you find any more issues or if you’d just like to talk to someone about what’s on your mind, okay?”

“I will,” you smile, thankful to Midnight for being such a supportive teacher; something you didn’t receive back home from your parents, “Thank you again Sensei.”

“No worries. I’ll see you tomorrow then, get some rest!”

“Will do, see you tomorrow,” you say, walking happily back down the halls with your exam held proudly in your hands.

You were just glad that at least all your hard work turned out to be worth it.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted: 1/1/2022