#cant stop thinking about the moment they all realized they weren't going to make it

[theartofmadeline]

yes i'm still thinking about the botw champions in 2024

[s0dium]

Warning: Gojo has really bad breeding/pregnancy kink

You have an inkling that Gojo Satoru is trying to get you pregnant.

You weren't sure at first, but the subtle clues began to add up. The way he insisted on being close to you during your most fertile days, his knowing smiles whenever you mentioned the future, and the way he would tenderly ask about your health and if you were taking any medications. And then of course, the fucking.

He is absolutely relentless. He reels his hips back just enough so his fat tip barely leaves your warm cunny, the anticipation building as you brace yourself. In an instant, he slams them forward, hard and fast right into your cervix. It's like he is trying to bring you and himself to the edge as fast as possible. And what you don't know is that he is, and after that, he will start all over again.

At the start he is able to keep his composure. But as he thrusts deeper, Jesus, when he feels, like, really fucking feels how warm and tight your pussy is, he starts to crumble like sand. Seeing you beneath him, your eyes glassy with tears from the intensity, your lower lip trembling as soft moans escape you, stirs something primal within him. It makes his body kick into auto-pilot as his head fills with thoughts only on filling you.

"F-feel so good baby," Gojo will groan into your ear as he rolls his hips into you. "S-shit I cant-" he gasps when you squeeze his length, your pussy squeezing him in a vice grip. That's when the babbling starts.

His mind is too hazy with euphoria to actually realize what he is saying but once he starts he can't stop; "Gonna cum in you baby, gonna cum in you and make you a mommy yeah?" He groans and throws his head back, sweat dripping now his neck, Adams's apple bobbing and mouth open as he pants for air.

"Come on answer me baby" He's not a whining man but here he is stumbling over his words like a school boy because of how good he feels right now. "Tell me how good you feel, tell me how you wanna be a mommy, how you wanna have my babies"

You know you should say no. You really do, but you just cant stop yourslef. "I do, I do I do" you babble, the words strung out on your lips from how good he is fucking you. Each of his thrusts sends electric shocks through your veins, the delicious friction of his cock setting your nerves alight. He fills you completely, stretching you to a blissful fullness that borders on too much, yet exactly what you crave. The way he moves within you, deep and relentless, drives you to the edge of sanity. His intensity, the raw power behind each movement, makes you feel cherished and claimed all at once. The euphoria builds, each stroke stoking the fire within you, each moment of fullness punctuated by a hunger for more. The collision of his dick against your cervix has you seeing colors. His motions are fluid due to how wet you are and his pelvis rubs against your sensitive clit so so so perfectly, driving you closer near the edge.

He moans at your words. God you were so perfect, you were going to be the perfect mother he can practically see it now; your cute belly bump, your tits round and plump with milk. He thinks that you would have to pry him off your nipple because god once he gets a test of you he won't be able to stop. Everything feels so good, he is practically seeing colors, oh god he is close he is so close-

"Fuck!" Gojo's hip stutter and his grip tightened significantly, a loud moan of your name slipping from his lips as his own orgasm washed over him, coming so hard he sees white. As the warm, sticky liquid fills your cunt, a surge of intense pleasure washes over you. The sensation is both overwhelming and deeply satisfying, and enough to bring you over the edge. Your pussy spasms from the pleasure and a white ring of cum forms around his dick from how tight the fit is.The warmth spreads, a comforting yet exhilarating feeling that envelopes your senses, leaving you awash in a blissful glow.

Maybe a baby with Gojo wouldn't be so bad.

[spyrkle4]

My thoughts on the ending of Danganronpa Despair Time Chapter 2

Man just when I think I can predict what'll happen in Drdt it throws a 180

I'm gonna hide the spoilerly stuff under the read more but first things first of my god... this was great!!! And it also makes me TERRIFIED for chapter 3 because chapter 2 was enough of an emotional rollar coaster, idk if the dev or anyone working on drdt will see this silly post bc a LOT of people have been sharing their thoughts on the ending of chapter 2 but I really enjoyed the ending

And that I don't mind if chapter 3 has a long wait bc my mental health is in shambles after this chapter

Okay now the spoilery stuff!

-First of all, I did find it interesting that the secrets (including David in his joker arc) was a bit of a red herring, the secrets weren't part of the murder/case at all, unless you count the part of Arturo threatening Eden over his secret, but after this trial EVERYONE's laundry has been aired and I wonder if that'll be touched upon in Chapter 3

-I think I've said this before but I love how the dead cast (Xander, Min, Arei, and now Ace) are just constantly mentioned, haunting the narrative, I'm pretty sure they're gonna keep that up

-Teruko having a mental breakdown after this, like homegirl spent ALL of chapter 2 trying to repress her grief over Xander and Min, but now that Arei, Ace, and potentially Levi are dead she ended up cracking, chapter 2 ending with her breaking down in the darkened trial room is heartbreakiiiing

-I read a couple posts before typing this and one of them mentioned that "MonoTV's comment about the most mastermind-y person getting punished" applied to Teruko almost being shot after telling Ace to kill MonoTV (she tried), the foreshadowing of this, like hey guys remember in chapter 1 when Ace was dragged into watching horror movies and he commented they were so scary he could've died from it :))

-Levi's really putting the L in Levi dude cant stop getting injured. but seriously I just wanna know WHY DID HE DO THAT LEVI OH MY GOD. LEVIIII

-MonoTV genuinely scared me, also the implications of who could potentially be running this show is also scaring me. and the implications that they're programmed to run this show until EVERYONE is dead.

-Not Ace's excecution being he gets psychologically tortured until its too much for his heart

-The fact it wasn't related to his talent but it was related to his constant fear of death is just evil.

-Also the way Ace goes out, before the ending I kind of thought his arc was a mirror to Arei's where that while she improved and started to trust some of the others, Ace became more cruel and distrustful, even to those still reaching out to him, he was so scared of dying that he ironically caused his own death by participating in the killing game and killing Arei

-And that he was so scared of dying, yet told MonoTV to go ahead with his execution so that the others could give Levi medical treatment and he even yells at Arturo that he CAN save Levi if he tries, dude in the end did change but sadly like Arei, he died before before being able to fully embrace that change

-also if you want to go more feral over the little details check out the names on the gravestones :))) I know at least ONE of the names is his only friend. And based his line of "I'm gonna have THREE deaths on my hands!" His friend might be deceased and he blames himself for it

-I was thinking "I sure hope the squeamish of the cast aka Charles and Rose shield their eyes during the execution" and then there was Whit's line of telling Charles to cover his eyes when Teruko is about to get shot

-Whit's sprite when the gang realize the elevators are closed is scaring me a little. its also scaring the Whit fans!

-That's all I'm gonna say about the ending, it was emotional and at least Ace was able to have some good moments before his end, I wonder what'll happen with the secrets aftermath including David causing problems on purpose, the cast realizing that the killing game is making them worse, and all the little lore that got dropped.

[south-of-heaven]

Hi! Can I please request a Dominick Mysterio/reader/Damian Priest where the reader is driving somewhere and she runs out of gas. She cant find her roadside assistance card to call for help, so she calls her boys and asks if they can bring her some gas. Due to past relationship issues, she is fully expecting them to be upset with her/tell her she’s stupid for letting this happen etc, so she apologizes frantically while she’s trying not to cry but they aren’t mad at all. They show up with some gas, some hugs, and let her know they’ll always be there for her?

Thank you very much!

Stuck || Damian Priest x Reader x Dominik Mysterio

Summary: You get stranded by the side of the road. Damian and Dominik have to come rescue you.

A/N: This made me think of that one time Matt Hardy had to come save Reby because she ran out of gas.

You were sitting in your car, parked on the side of a desolate road, with the fuel gauge mocking you by pointing firmly at "E." Running out of gas was an unfortunate turn of events, and embarrassment weighed heavily on your shoulders as you dialed Damian's number.

The phone rang several times before Damian finally answered. His voice held a note of concern as he asked, "Hello? [Your Name], is that you?"

With a shaky voice, you replied, "Damian, I'm so sorry, but I ran out of gas. I'm stuck on the side of the road. I don't know what to do."

You expected irritation or frustration in his response, but Damian's tone remained calm and reassuring. "It's alright, [Your Name]. Don't worry. Just tell me your location, and I'll come to get you."

You rattled off your coordinates, apologizing profusely as you did. Damian listened patiently, offering words of comfort and support. When you hung up, you couldn't help but worry about how angry or disappointed he might be.

As you waited by your car, the minutes felt like hours. Then, you heard the familiar sound of an approaching engine, and you turned to see Damian's car pulling up behind yours.

Before you could even say anything, Damian enveloped you in a warm hug. The tears you had been holding back began to flow. You muttered apologies, feeling foolish for putting yourself in this situation.

Damian pulled back slightly, his hands on your shoulders as he gazed into your eyes with utmost sincerity. "Don't apologize, [Your Name]. These things happen. I'm just glad you're safe."

Relief washed over you as you realized that Damian wasn't upset with you at all. He was here, offering comfort and understanding, and that meant the world to you.

As Damian continued to comfort you, you leaned on him, grateful for his support and kindness. When you stopped crying he let go of you, gently cupping your face. "There's that pretty smile."

But the surprise wasn't over. Just then, another car pulled up behind Damian's.

"Priest was so focused on getting out here and making sure you were safe he left the gas at home." Dominik grinned, grabbing the jug from the trunk of his car.

Dominik joined the hug, his warmth and understanding matching Damian's. They both reassured you that they weren't angry or disappointed. Instead, they were relieved that you were safe.

Together, the three of you made your way back to the car. As you drove away from the side of the road, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the amazing partners you had. They had turned what could have been a stressful situation into a moment of love and reassurance. In their presence, you knew that you were cherished and supported, even in the face of life's mishaps.

[plasterhound]

🔴🟣⚪️ for any of the Tukrs u haven’t talked abt yet andddd miss Juni ^^

🔴 Red- What is a trait your OC has that those around them don't see very often? Is it seen by a rare few or completely overlooked?

Catch and shift are meannn. The kind to talk real nasty shit about random people just living their lives. Funny because tukans NEED to talk to people. The people theyre talking shit about. They dont do this to other tukans though just random replikas and gestalts, so no one knows they suck. But i mean. Theyre not degrading. Not that much. Its probably fine

🟣 Purple- What is something that your OC could not live without? What keeps them grounded in the worst of times?

They cant live without each other ❤️💘💓💞🖤🩵❤️🤍🖤🩵❤️🤍❣️‼️ like its required by aeon law (their known issues document) to always deploy them together and let them talk to random people on the street or else they get very very miserable. It helps!! Makes them realize its not that deep and that they need to stay silly. A lone tukan is a sad tukan!! Let them talk!! Stabilize that persona!

For juni i think what keeps her sane unironically is looking through the incinerator window and seeing the new corpse turning into ash and thinking Wow. Could be worse! That could be me, lol! I better watch out!

⚪️ White- When was a moment in your OC's life that they felt the most vulnerable and exposed? Were they alone or surrounded?

Twist and turn were so, so close. Until they weren't, and a few days later turn was killed and that was that. No warning, no reason, they were just cleaning some junk off the sidewalk and then a hit on the head. And pull didn't stop!! She did not stop. She just kept going. When twist realized what was happening for a split second she was so certain pull was going to kill her next. After all, theyre a pair, you mess with one you mess with the other. But she didn't. Shift still had to use a stun rod to make her stop though. Even though twist was working with her entire cadre, at that moment, she never felt so alone. She never felt so scared. If pull just randomly decided to kill someone, whos to say the other tukans wont do the same thing? Checklist: she felt vulnerable ✅ she felt exposed ✅ she felt like now that the one she was in love with was killed everyone was out to get her Specifically.

[llycaons]

further thoughts on atogai

the knife attack was sick. I love kadou

I complained earlier he doesn't have any hobbies, but he really is a very well-educated and intelligent young man with an apparently sincere interest in the economy, public works, wines...he's got stuff going on

kadou at one point calls evemer 'tricksy' which had me screaming...gollum moment

why is evemer so obsessed with being trusted? what's HIS baggage? he doesn't really seem to have anything going on in his backstory.

he really is quite like lwj. not expressive, strict with himself, rule-abiding to the point of rigidity, solitary, only opens up to his mom...but like, what great hurt is HE hiding? lwj was in mourning since he was 6 years old, and it informed his behavior towards wwx later in the story. evemer might have more internal depth, but he doesn't appear to have much in the way of backstory and I kind of doubt his character is going to develop very much beyond 'coming to realize kadou is The Guy He Wants To Serve' and then falling in love etc.

it's nice to see him talk back more to kadou...honesty is important

EOZENA MVP 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

siranos is being extremely fucking suspicious. screwing up the investigation in so many small ways and nobody even thinks to suspect him?? it's so obvious I hope it's a red herring

also I think eozena's gonna die. she just said something about getting old. I don't think she'll make 76 :/

kadou getting all twisted up about his position and his relationships presents the opportunity for some drama down the road. like omg him and evemer are so in love...but they cant! they musn't! their POSITIONS....

all temporary until he gets promoted, ofc. or...demoted. this doesn't seem like that kind of unpredictable story but who knows

I'm enjoying their semi-friendship tho. it's nice to see them joking around and communicating and stuff

I think tadek is going to die :(

it's pretty neat how deftly the author is juggling this complex relationship dynamic and how completely they're avoiding boiling the interactions down the mere jealously or desire or Love. kadou cares for tadek and respects him and doesn't want to hurt him and he also really likes evemer in a genuinely serious way and tadek really cares abt kadou and is loyal to him and IS a little jealous of evemer bc he feels like he's been pushed aside and he kind of has, and evemer thinks low of tadek but his opinion is improving...but tadek isn't an antagonist or a bitter ex and he's still likeable and important and kind and loyal...it's interesting

and he's also not in love w kadou. like he loves him and he is deeply loyal and affectionate but I don't think he's IN love

ohh now they're having it out...nodding nodding

oh lmao 'As indulgent and satisfying as your favorite fanfiction.' I wonder if the author is offended bc they write fanfic but this is THEIR original stuff...I think it's better in a lot of ways than most fanfic but I wouldn't say it's as satisfying as my FAVORITE fanfic

their only chance is if they deliver that sex scene like they didn't in unstrictly ballroom COME ON MX. ROWLAND!!!

oh my god NO now they have to kiss to pretend like they weren't spying? god I hate this trope it's so stupid and its unbearably embarassing 😭😭😭 my estimation of this book just dropped like. not insignificantly

I was worried this would play into orientalist tropes but besides some titles and names of food and instruments, this setting doesn't seem to have much of a connection to the real-life SWANA region. names, religion, the social and cultural system, geography...all looks original to the book. I'm a bit disappointed (I liked the passion and research that infused SFC's city of brass series), but at least there's not much of stereotypes to worry about. and COB handled many things...very clumsily. this isn't a book abt geopolitics and I'm glad

not even joking I don't think it's problematic or anything it's just annoying and I had to stop reading to anxiously make this post bc I do NOT wanna read this. ugh here GOES I GUESS

okay can it be behind us now 💀

I DO find it a little annoying when royals are like 'oh woe is me I must marry for something besides love' but the narrative recognizes that this is just the assumption for the rest of the kingdom and not the reality necessarily. like kadou has his every need seen to, is unimaginably wealthy, is extremely well-educated and well-cared for, and has a retinue of personal guards to see to his every comfort. he does have those attacks but when he genuinely starts complaining about his position I'm like. dude come on

to his credit he usually doesn't tho! that would be unbearable. the narrative doesn't talk much abt the other people in the city or kingdom except the guards have an insane schedule but they ARE the future government and they get paid like crazy so it's kind of like doctors doing insane hours right. not that 72z-hr weeks are GOOD. damn

evemer hasn't seen his mama in like...weeks. I want to meet her!!!!!

help so the sister is inviting a hot french guy down to try to set him up w kadou and kadou thinks it's for HER so he's like 'I better stay out of her way so she can fuck him :) wow I love my sister I can't wait to have a niece. go get it girl'

if she's trying to make a political alliance she should at least tell him...

oh this could be awkward. I kind of hope frenchie is a nightmare. for the drama

honestly it seems like a glaring oversight that evemer didn't report that conversation to eozema. of course kadou dismissed it but it was clearly pertinent!!!

I can see the echos of some of wx in this but like...idk it doesn't feel as earned as wx did. they've known each other for less than two months. 'evemer was safety' it's been like 6 weeks my guys. wwx knew lwj for years. you can't even hope to compete with THAT dynamic but it's kind of cute to try

well well well. I have to stop reading to make dinner and breakfast and lunch for tomorrow. such is life as an adult. but the convos are interesting

[itskorikash]

Trikey fic I've had in the making and CANT FINISH HELP WHY DOES WRITERS BLOCK EXIST:

"Do I…do I fucking what?"

Michael was currently pinned down on his own fucking couch, atop him being none other than the psychotic cannibal himself.

What was an evening hangout session turned into angry reminiscing, specifically North Yankton. But, Trevor didn't mean to take it there. He never does, does he? All he ever wants are honest answers. It's what he deserves after all.

But these answers weren't about if Brad was actually in prison, or if Michael had been working with the feds. Trevor already knew the answers to all of those. This was something deeper.

Much deeper.

"You heard me, Townley. I don't want to repeat myself." Trevor spat in his face. Michael looked at him dumbfounded. He seized his struggles to get free, simply staring Trevor straight in his eyes. Those red, crack induced bug eyes.

What was it that Trevor was so adamant about hearing from his ol' best friend?

Trevor sighed, chuckling to himself. "Seems you're gonna make me anyway, fuckface. Do you love me, Michael?" And that answers it.

Michael slightly smiled. He meant it in a friendly way, of course. Trevor knows he has a wife so that immediately scratches out that other option…then again, having a significant other never stopped Trevor from anything.

Michael sighed, "Of course I love you, buddy. Is all this really necessary?" Michael began to raise his hand to put on Trevor's arm, but was immediately restricted again. Trevor glared daggers. "Here you go, not taking SHIT about this seriously. I want the real answer, De Santa. The truth, not the cover up."

Michael's smile vanished. An unsettling realization hit him that Trevor did mean what he hoped not. Michael nervously laughed. "Trev..you know I'm married."

Trevor snarled, "Oh that's fucking rich..coming from the fat fuck that lives in strip clubs, getting his fuckin tits hard over anyone but the one he married!!" Michael gulped. "That's not the fucking point, T. The point is-"

"That you're a fucking liar, Michael. Always was one, and always will be. So the last thing I will EVER believe is that you truly love Amanda."

Michael glared. Of course it would come down to this. Him reconsidering his own love for his wife. To be fair..he wasn't in love with Amanda anymore. He had a love for her..that went as for as any toxic relationship could.

Were they happy with each other? Hell no. She slept around every week, and Michael resided in strip clubs as Trevor said, so who would believe the two if they said they loved each other?

However..Trevor being the one to make him ponder this, he always feared. What about Trevor made him so..on edge around him all the time? Or..what about himself?

Did he love Trevor? The answer was too clear. Through the putrid stench of the man, and loud, belligerent exterior, he knew there was a heart under it. One broken. One begging for love.

For Michael's love. But would he really accept it if it was given?

"..If I'm a liar, Trevor. Would you really believe me if I told you I loved you?"

Trevor's eyes widened slightly. He took in a breath and held it for a moment. Michael took that as his response. But pushed further.

"Trev…I think I know the real question we need to be asking here.." Trevor looked away, with an indescribable facial expression. Michael attempted once again to raise his hand to Trevor's face. Trevor allowed it, easing into Michael's touch ever so slightly.

"Trevor…do you love me?"

Trevor laughed. Wholeheartedly laughed. "Ah…Michael De Santa, Michael fucking Townley... I've mourned you for a decade. I've tatted your name on my body." Trevor moved Michael's hand again. He put his hand on Michael's throat and squeezed tightly.

"I've relived every moment I spent with you in my mind every single day."

Michael put his hand on Trevor's arm, attempting to get him to not choke him to death. He knew it was all too good to be true. He didn't hurt him that bad, he couldn't have..

Could he?

"Mikey..The gods above and below couldn't dare compare their love for the world to my love for you."

Michael's eyes widened. Was Trevor actually serious? Of course he fucking was. Trevor was a maniac, a manic serial killer, a day and nighttime cannibalistic, mentally ill drug addict.

Even a wrong blink in his direction and you'd find half your arm blown off onto the ground in front of you. Shit, he'd do it for fun. For sport.

But even aside from his psychotic ways..one thing he always cared about was loyalty. And people he loved.

And Michael was one of the many few he still cared about to this day.

If not, the only one.

"T-Trev..."

"Michael..if I could have anticipated the shot that..that 'killed you'...I would have let myself die if that would have told you my love for you."

"Trevor..baby.."

"Don't fucking call me that if you're not gonna do something with it De Santa."

[cryptomiracle]

HIII I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH I SWEAR i saw your head cannons for toby and how he would slowly try and drive you mad what would he do if you ended up harming yourself on accident or purpose? Obviously if this isn’t in your comfort zone completely ignore this❤️❤️❤️

AAAAA TY! 💗

How toby would react to you hurting yourself (on purpose, and on accident.)

WARNINGS:

Sh, (not detailed, just how he'd react) manipulation, mentions of blood, VERY toxic "relationship" etc.

(this is supposed to be AFTER he got you back btw)

It really depends on how he feels towards you at the moment.

If you hurt yourself on purpose, and he wasn't mad at you, he'd act like he cared, he would comfort you, and tell you all these nice things, but really he's just manipulating you.

Let's say you broke your hand on purpose, or beat your fist against a wall til it bled.

All the things he'd say would be along the lines of:

"Don't worry, I forgive you.."

"you shouldn't hurt yourself, it makes me feel bad."

"please stop, for me."

Etc etc, everything would be about him, not you.

Not how you felt about it, but how HE felt about it.

Toby is manipulative asf.

He'd stoop to a very low level, just to get what he wants.

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But if he was mad at you, it'd be completely different.

He'd just give up on trying to manipulate you and lose his shit.

He'd make fun of you for it, and call you "weak" and "selfish"

But really he's just telling you, what his father told him.

He'd definitely bring it up the next time he was angry with you.

After a few minutes he'd realize how he'd been talking to you, and immediately apologize.

(he wouldn't mean it, but he cant have you thinking about him in a bad lighting)

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If you hurt yourself by accident,

It depends on how badly you were hurt.

If it was just a little cut or scrape, he'd patch you up, and take care of you.

If he was feeling extra petty, and the accident was technically your fault, he'd use rubbing alcohol, instead of hydrogen peroxide, so it'd burn a little bit.

But if you broke your leg or hit your head and it started bleeding, he'd literally break down.

If you were crying over your broken leg, he'd cry too.

He's overdramatic as hell.

But if you weren't crying, you'd definitely have to calm him down so he could help you.

Even though it was YOUR leg that was broken, he'd still find a way to make it about him, or something he did wrong.

He's insecure AND toxic.

DAMN, that's one hell of a combo.. 😭

Let's say, he was already mad at you and you tried to escape, & sprained your ankle while running.

He'd simply tell you to "get up."

If the sprain is so bad you physically can't get up, he'd manhandle you, and throw you over his shoulder.

The walk home would be quiet, so quiet the only thing you could hear was a distant scream, and the leafs and sticks cracking under his weight.

If you try to escape too many times for his liking, there's no chance he's gonna let you go anywhere in public.

So hospitals are out of the question.

He does actually "love" you.

(if you can even call it that)

just in his own twisted, evilly, fucked up way.

TY FOR ALL THE REQUESTS OMGG

AND THANK YOU FOR READING!! -M

[humansheild]

You and peter were just sitting on the couch with silence .you two couldnt dare to look each other because both of you are thinking tony will going to kick you out of here. And then you started the conversation .

-What do you think?

_ the thing you are thinking

Both of you said "we will be kicked out of the stark internship "at the same time.

"Maybe İt won't be bad as we think "you said.

And just because you are so lucky at that time tony walked in. And you could see the avengers yelling at tony

_tony you promised us that you won't be hard on them .remember that.natasha said.

_live me alone with my kids.

And from that moment Friday shut the door to avengers face.

_yeah it is not that bad as you are thinking it is worse .and there is something that never happened to me before.i don't even know how to fix that .

Tony took a deep breath and at that time you and peter were too busy with memorizing the pattern of the carpet.

İ can't believe you two .İ said million times to not go to dangerous places but school and just do your thing .it can't be that hard can it? Your mission is being helpful to the neighbors but it seems like it is not enough for you I'm even afraid when I'm saying it ohhhh gossshh

You two tried to fight with aliens who came from a million universe .

And peter just took a chance to talk

We almost made it

Shut up ..tony shouted with the voice that you don't even know that he has .and it broke your courage to talk and you just accepted your faith with m emorizing every detail on the carpet.and tony made you jump on the couch when he said "the adult talk here."

And you didn't even tried to hide your face .and the world was about to know who you are if we couldn't come there at the time .i don't even want to think about what could have been ? Why you are just so obbessed with being independent and can have the confidence like that .

How i can even expect him to understand us he never had to deal with anxiety, bullying . He just think that we have to be perfect like he don't know that it is impossible.the rest of the avengers weren on a mission and the city was falling apart . And he is just saying that we could have waited but it is not that easy especially when you are a teenager . Yeah all of you can say this is not the same thing i can understand you but just look at the wiew from our window

We are teenagers and like we are trying to live every day do you know how hard is that because everyone has a lot of things to say about how we should live our life like improve yourself don't be loser make a lot of money or be a good person or don't be a good person because then every one will walk over you .and after all that stuff we still trying to do the right thing just like we did today you just cant expect us to watching our city fall apart can you tony?

Everyone was looking at you . You talked with yourself while tony and peter were having argument and you thought that they weren't give attention to you peter just looked straight to your face like saying maybe there was a little hope about not being kicked out by tony but there is none now thanks to you and both of you decided to run to your room and you reached to the door finally you realized it was closed and then you heard that tony said let them go but lock other doors i am not still done with them .

2 hours later

İ still can't believe that you said it honestly it was .... Kind of nice

Yeah it was but i still can't stop thinking about what am i gonna do ? Like i feel guilty .you know.. because tony was the one who saved me when I hit the bottom he helped my education my mentally stuff vs.

Yeah ı can understand you it seems like tony had a soft spot for the children who doesn't have a family .

You let go of one of your highest laughter.

And that's what I am calling "dark humor "

But seriously w hat do you think which one it would be more comfortable? Like sleeping on the bank or floor

-The floor

Tony how did you get in there?

Y\N i thought that you are smart kid. it is my building .

Yeah but do you know the thing they call privacy.

No i don't know that

Tony sat on the couch

Come here (silence) .. i still sense of an attitude what can I do to break that

Just because peter was the only one who knows the answer of it he pulled you with himself to come near of tony

Look kid ı couldnt think clearly but you know why. I can't control my mind when i hear something bad happens to you and i don't even know that you are seeing me like that but ... You are my kids and i care about you a lot

And you started talking

We are sorry too we should have listened to you

Peter agreed .and you hugged each other .

And everyone in this room broke a promise soo .. don't you think that they should be grounded? Tony said while you and peter were trying to understand what is going on and then everything was clear when tony reached your ribs

Tony Nooooooo Ahhhhhh

And tony pulled both of you to the bed and started to tickling your torso and you let go one of your belly laughter while peter was screaming loudly .

Wait does it tickle? Tony said while his finger were dancing on your belly .wait if you aren't answering that it is not doing its job well enough can ı have an answer now

Yeeeeeesss it dooes tickleees

And you, what do you think spidey ?

You caughted a chance to look at peter and you couldn't believe how sensitive he is he already felt into silent laughter .

Pleaaasee leeeeet us goOoo

Yeah but i think i need to do one more thing

Guys don't ever think that i don't see you lose a lot of weight do you eat well kiddos maybe you should eat some fruits

Like what

Like this .....and he blew raspberries on your belly

And now you couldn't blame peter you felt into the silent laughter

Oh okay don't die on me now now get up we have some aliens to take care of when tony reached out the door

İ love you three thousand kiddos

[itaintlyinjustimprovingthetruth]

Newsies

(REDONE, POSTING OW ONTO FANFIC ACC!!)

David Jacobs x FTM!Reader

Jack Kelly is their brother

idea/prompt: The strike gets too violent, and the reader gets hurt in one eye, Jack gets extremely worried about them as well.

Setting: Rally at Irving Hall, Newsboys Lodging House

Word count: 1,781

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It was the Rally at Irving Hall, the place being filled with newsies from Richmond, Brooklyn, Woodside, and Bronx just to name a few. The rally was being hosted by who else  than Jack Kelly, Spot Conlon, and David Jacobs. After the whole speech, Miss Medda sang a song for all the boys. But, Snyder had come to the Hall, with so many bulls that it surrounded the place. A huge fight broke out. Y/N, however, was knocked out cold by the end of it, and who else than Davey had found them, and had taken him to the Lodging house to patch them up from any of the wounds they had, and let him rest. The time of this, starts when Y/N wakes up.

Y/N had woken up, a hand on his head. He looked around, confused for a moment before realizing he couldnt see through his right eye. He started to panic, looking around for anybody. That's when Davey, his beloved, had walked in 

“Y/N? Y/N you're alright!”  Davey ran over to his bed, hugging them gently, “Does anything hurt anywhere? Did I get all of your wounds and bruises?”

“ 'm fine, Davey, but there might be a problem..”

“Wh-? Did something happen?” His expression changed from relief to worry, as he looked at him

“I can't see out o’ my right eye, Davey..”

“You can't- wh? But how- what happened?” He looked very worried, hugging onto Y/n still.

“I think someone hit my eye, a bit too hard if ‘m bein’ honest..” you say, lightheartedly joking.

“Y/N, we shouldnt be joking right now, this is serious-” Davey said, worry flushing through his face.

You sigh, holding davey's face , and kiss his cheek “Ill be fine, though, when have’t i been?”

“W- well, i mean, you weren't fine for the few weeks you were out-” He replies, looking at Y/N. “And also when you just now told me you cant see through your Right eye-” he begins again.

“-But ‘m okay now, correct? I’s fine, Davey'' you give a warm smile to him, opening your arms for another hug, which he gladly takes.

“You better be alright…” he mumbles, staying close to you, looking up at you as well. You give him a smile, a smile that's comforting to him.

“May I’s get up yet..?” You drowsily ask, putting a hand in Daveys hair.

“Absolutely not- you're still hurt, y’know. And don't even think about saying you aren't, cause you'll probably stumble.” he says, getting up “And plus, you’ll worry the others.” Davey helps you sit up, smiling a little at you. 

“Ill be fine- gotta walk it of, ya know?” you smile back at Davey, going to get up, but ultimately failing. Davey had pushed you back into the bed.

“You're still not getting up- Want me to get you something?”

“My mouths kind of dry, i would’t mind wata” 

“Alright, i'll be back.” Davey leaves the room, leaving you alone. Is it a bad idea? Probably. Because you immediately get up, stumbling to the door. To be honest, you just wanted to check on the others. By the time you made it to the door, Davey had came back. 

“Y/N! Get back in the bed-” He brought you back to the bed, making you whine slightly. “Your still hurt, mister, you’re not getting up.”

“But Daveyyyyyy-” you whine, trying to get up again, which Davey had stopped you again.  “I wanna get uppp- pleaseeee?” you tried doing the puppy eyes, but davey had sat you down anyway.

“No, Y/N, your badly injured still, and im not risking anything. Now, drink the water you asked for.” he replies. You pout and drink the water. Davey smiles slightly, and gives you a kiss on your cheek. “Want me to get anyone?”

“Whoever wants to see me, Davey.” you replied, giving him a small smile back, shifting a little in the bed

“So far, Jack is worried the most- he’s worried about a lot, now that i think about it-..” he mumbles the last part, and goes to get Jack. Jack, once he heard he was finally allowed to see you, rushes in like the worried brother he is.

“Y/n! How have you been? Are you alright? What happened? Do I need to beat anyone up?” he said panicky, 

“ ‘m fine, Jack, and no- absolutely not, violence isn't an answer, Jack” you sigh, opening your arms for a hug, which in response he hugs you back, in a brotherly comfort way.

“Y/n, i know that- its ‘cause violence is da question and da answar’ is yes” your response from that was a sigh of disappointment 

“No, Jack, it isn’t, and it never will be.” 

“I guess your right then- Davey, didn't you say something about him bein’ hurt..? He looks all’right.”

“You wanna tell him or do I have to, Y/n?” Davey asks calmly, looking at you

“Jack- ive uhm, gone Blind in ma’ right eye..” you said, hoping jack wouldn't get too upset or angry at whoever did it to you.

“..and how'd that happen? Ans who dids it-” He looks at you, with a surprisingly serious face. You usually have seen Jack with a goofy or unserious face, so this was the first time in a while you've seen his serious face. The last time you've seen him so serious was when you were a kid, and that was a long time ago.

“Noone- not that i know of, atleast, and youse aren't beatin’ nobody, Jack” you respond with hesitance, because you didn't know if he was threatening violence or not.you honestly couldn't tell that much, reading tone was definitely not your strong suit. 

“I ain’ts dumb, Y/n, i knows not ta’ beat anyone up” he responds with a slight tone of voice you couldnt figure out if it was sarcasm or not. You didn't know why it was so hard for you to read tone because you could never learn how too, no one had taught you. Davey had been trying to teach you, and it was somewhat helping, but you couldn't read tone well.

“...So you aren't gonna beat whoever up?” you ask, looking up at the cowboy

“Nope, 'm not. I promise.” Jack replies, sticking his hands in his pockets. 

“Alright, ill trust you for now- Davey, keep an eye on ‘im?”  you turned to davey, who gave a nod “And Davey, you know i can't stay in this damn bed forever.” 

“I know, i know- but it's better for you to stay in bed for now, so you can heal to your best. Then i'll allow you to get up again.” He sighs slightly but with a smile “I can promise that, okay?”

“Alright- don’ make me get Jackie to watch ya” you go to steal his hat, so you can ruffle his hair. He tries to snatch it back but instead you ruffle his hair lightly, giving a sinister grin. His face responds back with one too, and he steals your hat and puts it on. You chuckle a little and put his on ”I have a cute guys hat on now” you say, making Davey blush a little. Jack leaves the two lovebirds alone, just meaning you and Davey were in the room. You do grabby hands for him, and in response he comes over and hugs you, gently. You kiss his face all over and smile a bunch. His face starts going red after the first few kisses, which just makes you smile even more.

“I see your feel better, Dear-” he mumbles out, letting you go

“I guess I am, hmm?” you give a cheeky smile “can i get up yet? ‘m feelin’  betta after all.” 

“Still no. i want you to stay in bed for at least a day, okay? Not risking anything. Also, i had to take your binder off and wash it, you were wearing it for too long and you were knocked out. Don't worry, nobody saw you. I made sure.” You nod a little 

“When can i have it back?” you ask

“Tomorrow, alright?” you nod again, sitting up 

“Can i atleast sit up, Davey? I promise i wont get uuup-”

“...Fine.” he sits on the edge of the bed, just there to keep you company. You two started small talk, Davey telling you about the strike news recently, stuff like that. You smile and listen, because Davey's voice could be calming a lot. You seemed to start drifting off to sleep, but stayed awake so Davey wouldn't think he was too boring again. You didn't really like it when he thought he was boring, because he wasn't at all. He seemed to be more energetic with people he knew well. You were one of those people, because Jack had introduced you two to each other when Davey and Les started being a newsie, which seemed to be a day before the strike started. I guess it could have been a coincidence, that's what everyone said, though. You just went along with it. When the two of you met, something had sparked with you two, and it seemed to be love at first sight. At least, that's what some of the newsies said. They usually saw hints before you could register them. That was something you liked about the other newsboys here. Sure, they could be mean sometimes, but you were fine with that. 

“Are any of the others hurt?” you ask, looking at davey.

“Not that i know of, not recently.” he replies, looking at you “Why do you ask?”

“Just a bit worried, is all” you said, shifting a little in the bed. “You know Davey says, getting up “you should sleep then, hmm?”

“Davey im not tired- oh! Lets get Racetrack in here and we can play spoons!” You jump up a little in excitement, and davey rests you back down 

“I know how you get when playing with Race, no. please, try and rest? You can play with him tomorrow- its already 9pm, Y/n.”

“But Daveyyyyyyy-” you whine, looking at him. You wanted to play badly, but he was right. He should really going to bed. He nods slightly and lays down, “Can I have cuddles, at least? You wont crush me or anythin’ ” you chuckle lightly at the statement at the end, and Davey comes over and cuddles you. You two share some cuddles, and soon the two of you drift off to sleep.

[only-forr-me]

i hate that i remember the first thing you said to me. you told me i had a perfect nose and it was so cute because you were drunk and seemed like you didn't know how to talk to girls. this was january 2018.

you slid in my dms in the worst way and i wasnt sure if you were dissing me or attracted to me. i wish i could find my old phone... im pretty sure you ghosted me but we had a brief little texting moment.

you weren't my priority that first year because we never talked i never got to know you.

then i see you posting things showing you care and are passionate. i always thought you were so handsome even out of my league. in second year we had a 1 minute interaction, you stopped by the party and hugged everyone, you seemed genuinely interested in my job. you kept your distance and left shortly after back to your girlfriend. i waited while you were in a relationship but i called you the love of my life for like 3 years. (2019-2022)

then summer 2022 comes. you are seeing a girl but are entertaining others. i hear from e that you think im so pretty, out of your league and care about the same issues and have the same music taste. it was so cute bc i said the exact same things about you. i go to visit (mainly for you) and i have so much confidence. we were off in our little corner because we both didnt know anyone. a girl was trying to flirt with you but you made me feel like i had all of your attention. you're not flirting back with me though making me really confused. you dance with me and the other girl confusing me but i let you go with her because im not gonna compete. it isnt until the end of the night when you are hammered that i realize you only wanted me. we're linking arms and we follow each other on spotify. you tell me you're gonna put a ring on it. i dont want to go to the after party because i needed to be up early the next day. you drag me down the street begging me to come (giving me the ick lol). some asshole says she aint all that but you dont even look at him. i said theres other girls there (as in go talk to that girl that you've been swapping me out for tn) and you say but i only want you there. as we part you say its like breaking up with your first love (me now being soooo jealous that he has felt this). i leave dissapointed because e's friend offered to walk me home but you didnt. you tell me youll take me to my errands in the morning which was a sign of the empty promises to come. honestly... you really gave me the ick that night but i let it slide because you were very drunk.

e tries to give you my number in case his phone dies but you dodge it. i realize now you probably still had my contact from first year and didnt want to embarrass yourself.

our first date happens a year later june 2023. i was so cold and non chalant that date. i was so nervous but also icked out from that summer and dealing with some strong avoidant tendencies. it was also hot i was wearing a coat and sweating and i wanted it to end because i didnt want you to see me sweating lol. you tell me that im so non chalant but you're nervous because you had a huge crush on me in first year. you tell me you used to plan what to say to me if we ran into each other in the library. you tell me you asked e what all of my favourite foods were and that you dropped the blueberries in the store. i played it off as if e hadnt told me. you bought a whole pack of lemonade juice boxes lmaooo and a fruit platter and napkins you were sooo adorable. i kept saying something stupid like i cant believe we never talked and you said even when you visited last year... i didnt want to hit on you in the club i know youre not like that you deserve to be treated special i want to make you feel special. i was so cold and aloof i wish i had been ready to receive that. what i would do to go back and relive that and change how i responded to all of the sweet things you said to me. our date was a series of unfortunate events because the park you wanted to go to was paid admission and it wasn't cute so i said lets go to the other park. we didnt know there was a festival going on so there was so much traffic on the way and no parking once we got there so we ended up going to a park back on the other side of the city. all together we were in the car for at least an hour. not to mention we were dressed for rain and then the sun decided to come out and start beating down on us. the date was only 2 hours. you tried to make it longer but i ruined it because i was so hot and nervous i just wanted to go home. you tell me im like a work of art and dont want to touch me. when we're on my street you tell me im the prettiest girl youve seen here in all these years. i roll my eyes and say thats bullshit but you push back and say im serious ive only seen you a handful of times and im still thinking about you 5 years later. me now wouldve just gushed but i wasn't ready and probably just rolled my eyes ruining the moment. we hug and i go inside and scream in confusion. i dont text you until a week later but in hindsight you also never texted me that week. i think you thought it went so poorly which is true, i almost didnt give you a second chance.

thankfully i did.

[crimsononiarataki]

"It is how I see it and I'm real glad we became friends too, I dunno... bein' close to the three of ya just feels like it was supposed to happen,"

Sure, the Oni was now officially affiliated with the Yashiro Commission due to his Gang working closely with them to aid in the recovery of homes, and farms upon the islands, but he'd technically been an affiliate for years. Just on non-working terms since his Gang wasn't yet viewed as and official organization to the Tenryou Commission.

"I do, remember a few times, when I first started gettin' taller. Thoma and Ayato had to carry me into the teahouse cause I had a severe reaction to beans some locals chucked into my face."

He hated that his allergy was so well known to the people who disliked him, but there were a few times where the group were incarcerated for assaulting him when he'd done nothing wrong, and of course, there were the times where Thoma was informed that the Yokai had been arrested for "assault" himself, despite the three of them knowing that the Oni would never raise a hand to defend himself with those people.

"Heh, I'm thrivin' thanks to Granny, the Gang, and... well you three. You've all really helped me a lot. Probably more than any of us really realize."

He wouldn't know he had any effect on Ayaka's life. He wasn't the sort to assume things, or look deeper into something said for meaning that likely wasn't there in the first place. He was smart, smarter than most people knew, but his Gang, Granny, the Kamisato siblings, and Thoma? They all knew. They'd seen it firsthand, or even in action depending on who it was. He had skills that most people weren't aware of though. Not even his closest friends knew he could draw for instance.

"Princess, I could never just go to your room - it ain't appropriate for a guy to enter a lady's private quarters casually. At least, I'm pretty sure it ain't."

He knew what she meant even before she tried to correct it. He'd never assume anything so forward as that kind of invitation from someone he valued as an incredibly close friend. Woman or not, Ayaka was someone he cherished every moment he spent with her. Perhaps a bit more than with anyone else but he wasn't thinking about that right now.

"Hm?"

When she started saying something and then stopped, he'd cant his head briefly to the side. At least, until she finished what she was saying. Her words making his face heat up brightly as his eyes widened.

A few moments would pass before he was able to calm his own heart - which had become hammering due to her words down again. His breathing became normal again as well.

"Ayaka, I... wouldn't wanna ruin your reputation by goin' on practice dates with ya."

As she called him wonderful, his cheeks lit up again, he wasn't sure why he was reacting so strongly to her comments. She was just being sincere, so why, why was his face burning so hot due to them? He didn't understand. He'd briefly look at their hands and how she'd entwined them - chalking it up to a comforting, albeit unconscious action on her part. Especially as she continued to speak afterward.

"I don't really have the best self-esteem, princess, I mean... ya have heard some of the comments thrown my way, I know ya have."

He'd seen her hiding her frown behind her fan on more than one occasion while out with the three of them, heading to the teahouse. Comments thrown toward, or about him were things like 'monster', 'curse', 'unwanted filth', and some that were much worse. His free hand would move to rest on his chest briefly, a fang worrying against his lower lip a few moments before his hand dropped back down, though his face remained pink still, he wasn't stammering as badly as he likely would normally.

"As an Oni, what I know of my kind - they did stuff similarly to non-Yokai. Datin', gettin' married, that kinda stuff. Apparently my folks were married, but - I know nothin' about 'em, not their names, what they did for work, just... our surname."

Before befriending the oni, her life had been quite colourless. The companionship she shared with Thoma had been the closest thing she had to a 'friend' for a great deal of time, and at first, there had been some part of her that blindly believed that she had navigated that happenstance. Unbeknownst to her, it had actually been his insistence that a real bond occur. It would never be something she would take for granted, given her socially recluse state most of the time, and their strengthened relationship left her feeling confident about furthering herself into the world around her.

As a woman who had grown up in such a sheltered environment, going out and befriending new people was a yearning that she could never seem to quench. Even extending conversations with officials over topics that were deemed ‘trivial’ to most did not seem to land her any closer to the level she wanted to stand with others. Upon meeting Arataki Itto, a colourful spark had made its way into her life, providing something unattainable to others. It had been around that time she more regularly stuck around, finding Itto to be beautiful, inside and out.

Not a sentiment she could ever express without fearing for the response. Instead, she vowed to observe him, only daring to get close when it was necessary, or if she felt as though providing support overruled that fragile heart. The way people would treat him would leave her disheartened, wanting nothing more than to express just how gentle he truly was. His heart was so big, giving to anybody who showed even the slightest bit of kindness. It was a trait she held a deep regard for.

“If that is how you see it, then perhaps it is a blessing we became friends when we did.” A shy expression of emotion, with a lighthearted smile sent his way, her eyes twinkling with intensity unseen before, though she gathered the impression he would not sense it. Every time she had personally helped him out after an attack, her heart would do its best to make the admiration show, to showcase her belief in his resolve. His soul was so wonderful, brightly painted, even within the starry skies at night.

Kamisato Ayaka let out a gentle hum as he recounted the story, drawing in every word he spoke into an imaginary framework, replicating the memory with a mere idea of what it must have felt like. Part of her felt guilt, knowing she would never truly understand the level of torment he had experienced in his lifetime. Within the scope of her mind, she knew that the modern world was not so accepting of the existence of his kind, even if he was the biggest goofball on the planet. Still, there were a rare few who knew and accepted his existence. Not enough to even begin the eradication of the discrimination, but a fair few that could expand his circle of friendships and connections.

“I couldn’t even begin to imagine what that is like. You have come a long way since then, and it makes me happy to see you thrive.”

Seeing a smile in his handsome face was enough to relax her thumping heart, his heat overpowering the sun’s rays easily. How did she manage to get so lost within him?

“If you are granting me permission to visit you at any time, then I must reciprocate. I know that you are free to visit the estate whenever you choose, but… you’re free to come to my room whenever you need anything!” Her enthusiasm lasted for a burning moment, before the phrasing of her words finally sunk in. “Y-you know what I mean.” Rather than become a hamster trapped within a wheel, she chose to brush off her comment, despite the initial portrayal remaining sincere and open.

His words rang in her ears, her mind swirling with a mix of thoughts. Did he really believe that a person was incapable of loving him the same way mortals love one another and settle down? She was sure an oni would have a similar custom, even if it did not involve the decree of marriage. Pity. All she wanted to do was argue against it, convince him that he was worth far more than what he was saying, but all that would come out—

“But what if I…” a painfully long pause, not a single breath to be passed. The silence was killing her internally, so she had to be quick about it. “G—go on practice dates with you?” The dismissal of her original intent had twisted her mind. What was she going to say? Why was she going to say it? There was no way she had harboured these kind of emotions toward Itto all this time, right?

“You don’t place a lot of value on yourself. You’re… so wonderful.” Subconsciously, the muscles in her hand had moved to warmly hold his own, with her mind focused on something far more important; ensuring he was aware of just how important he is to those around him. “I quite enjoy it when you break into loud fits of laughter. It is endearing — ah — and you contribute so much to everyone around you. Please, don’t dismiss that.”

[mental-health-advice]

Update

Manor suicide and overdose warning

I keep falling lower and lower, in a especially deep moment I looked up whether my current and previous anti depressants could kill me in overdose.

I think that was a bad idea as I now live with the knowledge that if I am in that severe low I could take them all at once fully aware of the effects

I still know I wont ever function in the real world, a conflict with my grandmother proved that today once again. So it got extremely tempting because, well, if I cant function I might as well avoid causing any more issues for my family long term yk . Plus for myself too.

If my grandparents die I might need to go back to my abuser and deal with her. The only thing that would prevent me there is not wanting one of my siblings to find my body. But if they weren't home and only our mother would be,,,

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Is it bad or evil of me that if I die, be it sui, an accident or health/natural cause, I'd want my mother to be the one to find me? After everything she put me through and the amount of abuse i faced from here that she still won't acknowledge-

Ik I wouldnt be able to see her reaction, see the look on her face. But imagining it gives me some sort of closure and a part of me wishes for that to be reality. She never deserved to become a mother, she's an abuser just like hers was. So the knowledge I have full control over taking her oldest (me) away, this time forever, is extremely dangerous to me.

She claims to put her kids about all else, yet abused her kid.

I remember her threatening to kill me, me in a panic texting my friends as I genuinely thought I'd die that day. Months later it came up - she gaslight me over it, her ex who used to live with us backed her up even tho he was in the room.

I had to scroll back months of chat history to find it to know I didn't make it up.

God I desperately want her to actually fucking realize what she did wrong instead of playing victim.

My only reason to stay alive are 3 or 4 of my 6 siblings, a couple of friends who all live abroad and cant come help me. Idk what to do anymore -☆ (anon)

Hey there,

Doing research on your current and past anti-depressants wasn’t really the best idea but I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t done it myself so I am sure others have too at one time or another so feel don’t be too hard on yourself.

Before you feel really low and really think about taking them all in a way to try and commit suicide, could you maybe separate the meds and put them in different hiding places. And so then when you feel those urges and really want to take them all, you actively have to try and find and get them all which may help you to get some clarity in your mind and really think if you want to go through with it or not.

Unfortunately, I, or anyone, really can’t stop you from taking your own life, but remember of those siblings you don’t want to hurt or your good friends who live abroad. Actually one thing I do with my friends who live abroad is sending letters back and forth with them in the mail or parcels of things (even if it’s something small), it can be so exciting to get something in the mail from someone from a whole different country so maybe this is something you could try if you haven’t already!

In regards to if you do die and  wanting for your Mum to find you, I don’t think that this makes you bad or evil. Whilst I do not know what abuse you may have endured by your Mum, I’m sure everyone at some stage has thought about this and who they would like to find them.

I think though that if your Mum was to find you that she would be in shock and very sad. No matter what kind of relationship (good or bad) you have had with someone, it’s never nice to find someone dead and not being able to do anything about it. It can be quite scary and really confronting and although your reasoning behind this may sound rational right now, I can guarantee that no one deserves to find someone who has died whether it was via suicide, an accident or other natural causes. I am not in any way tyring to make you feel bad or guilty about this and wanting your Mum to find your body, but it is something to think about and keep in mind.

In regards to not feeling as though you can function in the real world, aren’t you functioning somewhat already? I am not saying that it’s easy, but you have already come so far so perhaps instead of looking too far in the future you can instead just try to take things day by day? Just a thought.

I really hope that this has helped a bit and please do let us know if we can help to support you in any other way!

I’m thinking of you and hope that you are going OK!

Take care,

Lauren

[wonipeun]

first, I LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH. second can i request u to make “when enhypen cant stop kissing you”? THANK YOU AND I LOVE UR WORKS THEY JUST MAKE MY HEART FLUTTER ALL THE TIME <333 🤭🤍

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a/n: ILYT THANK YOU SM FOR SENDING THIS CUTE REQUEST <333 i've changed the topic a liiiittle to make the reactions a bit more varied and not repetitive, hope you don't mind!!! (there's a lot of fluff on sunghoon's part as a way of thanking you for making this precious request mwah).

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이희승 · lee heeseung ‧₊˚

heeseung had a day off after quite some time, and as much as he would have liked to spend it with you (just like always), this time you couldn't be home until the evening.

"it's okay, i can spend the day alone."

that's what heeseung thought, and he actually did… he played video games, slept a lot (hugging that body pillow of his imagining that it was you) and even tried to make some new dish to eat. after a long time, he finally had the time to do whatever he wanted to do, but…. why did time pass so slowly when you weren't around?

maybe he hadn't realized it before, but the moments when he wasn't surrounded by his noisy members his mind was instantly filled with you: "i wish y/n was here", "y/n loves the song from this ad", or even "y/n would have put a band-aid on for me" when he got a small wound on his finger while cooking… (っ◞‸◟c)

yeah… you could say that he missed you, just a little (a lot). heeseung wasn't really used to being the one to wait for you to come home, and to be honest, his patience was reaching its limit. probably that's why the moment he heard the sound of the keys in the lock after so long waiting, his face immediately lit up. it took him barely a second to get up from the couch and run to the front door, his feet shuffling nervously for you to open the door so he could see your pretty face that he had thought about so many times during the day.

"i'm hom-!"

you couldn't even finish passing through the door when you were wrapped in your boyfriend's arms, his head hidden in the crook of your neck.

"i've missed you. a lot."

you chuckled, somewhat surprised by his clingy attitude. you brought your hand to his hair, stroking it gently.

"you did?"

heeseung nodded with his head still on your neck, letting out a small "mhm". he broke away a few seconds later with his arms still wrapped around your back, his bambi eyes looking at you with a small pout on his lips.

"what did it take you so long? i thought i was going to die if i spent another minute here alone."

you couldn't help but laugh at his childish attitude, making him smile. heeseung was quick to place his lips on yours, leaving a short kiss on them ...and another one. and one more. probably kissed you like 10 times in a row. all this at the entrance (door still opened btw).

that's what you get for having a boyfriend that loves you so much!!!

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박종성 · park jongseong ೀ

jay needs attention 24/7. he is completely in love with you, and just as he proves it to you every day with his actions and affection, he also expects to receive your love all the time!

although for some reason, i think he might be a bit reluctant to be affectionate in front of his members… (it's not like he cares too much what they think about him, however he prefers not to put you in any situation that could end up with the other members making fun of you… especially that one maknae).

that's why jay will be much more clingy when it's just the two of you, whether it's on a date or just spending time together at home.

this time you were at the members' house, having one of those many movie nights that always ended up running late into the night, and this time was no exception.

the third movie of the evening was playing in the background as you all talked about your anecdotes, laughing together. and as much as you tried to concentrate on jake as he explained his story, you couldn't help but notice your boyfriend's gaze completely on you.

you look back at him, confused for his intense stare. and the moment he shifts his head slightly to the right and mutters a "do you want to go upstairs?" you can't help but smile. you shake your head, knowing how obvious it would be to go just the two of you upstairs together (as if everyone present doesn't know you're together), but when a pout forms on his lips and he looks at you with his "pretty please" eyes you give in right away.

you were both weak to each other, after all.

jay smiles triumphantly at your acceptance, walking towards you from the other side of the room and taking your hand. he starts walking to the stairs without saying anything and questions from the members are soon present in the room.

"i'm tired, we're going to sleep"

everyone complains, jungwon speaking seconds later.

"what do you mean 'we'? if you're the one who's tired let y/n stay!"

jay doesn't stop his steps, still grabbing your wrist and dragging you with him.

"you say that as if y/n would rather spend time with you than me"

the complaints of the members is the last thing you hear before you and jay enter his room, closing the door behind him. and like a magnet, his body sticks to you instantly, embracing you.

"that was a bit mean before"

you say, jay pulls away just enough to keep you as close to him as possible, smiling without any kind of regret.

"honestly, i don't care. besides, i didn't lie. you prefer to spend time with your boyfriend rather than with them, don't you?"

you barely have time to answer when his hands move to your cheeks, kissing you immediately. he had spent the last hour looking for you with his eyes to ask you to leave, so now that he had finally gotten what he wanted, he just wanted to enjoy you.

the moment he separates, his lips kiss you again, leaving several pecks. his eyes look at you with love permeating his pupils, your heart racing.

"you don't have to answer, i know you do."

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심재윤 · sim jaeyun ˖ ࣪ ⭑

jake's most clingy times would probably be in the mornings, especially in winter. jake loves to be glued to you, no matter when, and that feeling is only multiplied when it comes to starting the day with you cuddling him.

however, there were some mornings when you had to get up early and leave before he did… yeah, those mornings were never precisely easy (especially because you always ended up being late).

and this morning was one of those. your alarm rings and you hurry to turn it off without moving too much, trying not to wake up your boyfriend sleeping next to you. somehow he had detached himself from you during the night, so maybe you even manage to get to your appointment on time!

...right?

yeah, not today.

jake turns to you almost immediately the moment you start to move to get out of bed, wrapping his arms around your waist. he lets out a whine in his sleepy voice, resting his head on your back.

"y/nnn, don't go~~~"

you try to detach his arms from you to no avail, because even though your boyfriend was half asleep he was conscious enough to tighten his arms around you and not let you go anywhere.

"i have to go, i can't be late this time"

he shakes his head.

"what could be so important for you to leave me like this?"

you let out a weary chuckle. how could he be so dramatic?

"i will be back in a few hours, just keep sleeping"

you were still struggling against his arms around your waist that would not separate in any way.

"can i at least get a good morning kiss?"

you sigh as you hear his question, the strength in his arms loosening as you begin to turn toward him. you immediately meet his tired eyes and relaxed expression, yet he has the biggest smile on his lips.

you leave a quick kiss on his lips, and the moment you pull away he kisses you again, sticking closer to you (if that's even possible).

"how can you be so beautiful even when you just wake up?"

look at him, racing your heart as if nothing. jake kisses you again, resting his face on your neck as he spoke in his sleepy, raspy voice.

"i really don't want you to go, please stay with me~"

... it's not like the appointment was that important after all.

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박성훈 · park sunghoon ⊹ ࣪

you and sunghoon had finally made time to go out on a date together, so you decided to go ice skating (this had nothing to do with you wanting to see your boyfriend skating, of course not).

sunghoon obviously thought it was a perfect date, especially since he knew that ice skating was not something you were very good at so he would have an excuse to hold your hands!!! ♡(｡- ω -)

so from the moment you finished putting on your skates, he made sure to take you by the hand and walk you to the ice rink (he was also laughing at you for your clumsy steps but we won't mention that).

he made sure to help you from the very first moment, never ceasing to smile in that smitten way at you because of how adorable you were.

sunghoon is not a big fan of pda. also, he's not too affectionate unless you are the one who initiates the physical contact... all because of his shyness.

but there were times when:

your attention > his shyness

that's why your boyfriend had the wonderful idea of going faster, making you stagger. he obviously laughed immediately, making you to look at him with an angry stare (although the smile on your lips gave away how much you liked seeing him happy like that, even if it meant having to endure his teasing).

"you really want to see me fall, don't you?"

sunghoon laughed once again.

"maybe"

your eyes connected for several seconds, and without realizing it, you became lost in each other's gaze. seeing him smile so much couldn't have made you happier, feeling your heart warm in your chest.

and sunghoon just… he was in love. doing something he loved so much with the person he loves the most was the best he could ask for. he could hardly stand how adorable you were when you tripped, held on to his hands tightly or smiled at him every time you almost fell down. even now, seeing you looking at him with that pretty smile on your lips…

oh my god, he wanted to kiss you so bad.

and for the first time, he didn't hold back. his hands released yours to wrap them around your lower back, pulling you close to him and bringing your lips together in a sweet kiss. he really couldn't care less what the people around him thought at that moment.

it was a quick kiss, but certainly unexpected enough to leave you totally startled. sunghoon smiled the moment he broke away, and you knew perfectly well that the red in his cheeks was not due to the cold of the ice rink.

because yeah, sunghoon was shy.

but he was also deeply in love with you.

and at the end of the day, that was all that mattered.

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[imaginationlover101]

Not Capable of Love

Anthony Bridgerton x reader

"I just dont understand, how do you not accept love. Eveyone is capable of love Anthony!" The words coming out of my mouth practically sounded like screams over the quiet sound of the night.

"That right you dont understand, you dont NEED to understand Y/N. I am not capable of giving you the life that you want. I am a lord I have duties to fulfill!"

"Stop saying that Anthony, we both know your so called "duties" have nothing to do with it!" Finally what seemed like hours of fighting, Anthony became quiet for a minute I thought I had finally won, finally made him realize he was wrong.

"Cant you see Anthony I've always loved you, and I'll always continue to love you, and this fight about you claiming you weren't able to be loved, we both know this isnt true." Sitting on the bench that was made beneath the flower arch I began to look up. Finally throughout the darkness I could see Anthony's eyes, the eyes I had fallen in love with. If only he could feel the way I felt about him, the thoughts I carried around. His voice began to speak and I look up.

"I don't know how to describe it and overall I'm scared. You know best out of all people I am scared of losing anyone I love. But now I realize that if my fears, my mistakes are pushing you away I cannot let it go on any longer. I have fallen in love with you Y/N, and theres simply nothing else you can say to change my mind." Smiling at the words that Anthony spoke, I began to feel happy once again. At least throughout the darkness, he finally was able to see through the light. To see that true love does conquer all.

Hearing huffing from above Anthony starts to take a step back, but soonly regrets it and leans closer kneeling on the ground. Gently grabbing my hand from the side, Anthony brings both of our hands together holding then at eyesight.

"You see the problem is I have been in a love with you for so long, I dont know how to feel anymore. The thought of you consumes me, every time you laugh at Colins joke, or try and help Elosie with some foolish thing you only manage to make me fall in love with you even more." Anthony stopped for a moment regaining his composer gaining my eyesight once again.

Nodding my head, I began to laugh whispering I love you. Bringing our heads together, Anthony began to lean in letting our faces fit together like a puzzle. After all this time we could finally be together, finally know that we were both in love. Besides from the love that the two of us formed that night I couldnt help but think what a scandal it would be if someone would of saw us that night, and of course what lady Whistledown would think.

[leychin]

the unfortunate people who asked for a part 2: @lavenders-writing @manurmukhs @eudemon-ia

Eclipse wasn't supposed to have a sequel, it was an open ending. There was demand for a part 2 and i wasn't gonna write it but its almost midnight, i dont know how i feel and im sitting under a waxing gibbous rn and the light is all through my room and its dark in here.

and to those who havent read part 1: eclipse

Unfortunately, you were not an eclipse.

To call yourself an eclipse is something exclusive to the bitter and the spiteful. Those who are too angry at themselves to see that it was no ones fault, and people grow apart.

The brushing of shoulders in the hall stopped feeling like anything, and eventually stopped all together. Making eye contact with him was met back with an equally cold stare. To say there was any warmth left in those crimson eyes for you was a laughable attempt at pretending like you were still a part of his life.

It was a simple fact that you just weren't a part of his life anymore, nor was he in yours. His hoodies and other knickknacks dropped off at the nearest donation bin as the spring came and you did your cleaning. You no longer clung to the happy memories because the morebyou look back, the more you realized they didn't happen, did they?

They say it comes with taking off the rose tinted glasses, which could very well be true, and maybe you're clinging to the things you didn't like about him to make yourself think it was for the better. debatable. You never liked that he left his sweaty workout clothes on the floor, and even though you told him you couldnt handle all of his spices he would still put them in and tell you to get over it.

Maybe thats why you still keep all your old pictures together in its album, if digital albums could collect dust then that one would be spotless. You open it frequently for some unknown reason, you say its to laugh at how dumb you were for thinking it would work, and to learn from your mistakes. Mistakes are not placed in an ornate box in the front of your mind for you to open at any moment you desire, so why are yours there?

Bakugo was once your sun, and you would've done anything to show him you were worthy of his light just three months ago. Now you find yourself with a dull shine, and you celebrate because there once was no shine at all, you find yourself looking to tell someone who's no longer there; you scoff and tell your girlfriends instead who've been with you the entire way.

The groupchat doesn't feel right anymore, the orher girls knew how you felt about the sun once. The moon left you, all light from the sun has to leave one way or another. But thats okay, the girls go out with you for girls days and you stop counting stars in your sleep because you know they'll never be you.

They say the whole "breakup thing" is hard, but what is there to mourn if nothing was there in the first place? The sun, the moon, and the stars are always there, even if they do not shine for you and do not bend to shine for anyone but themselves. You understood this as the law of the universe, so it didn't hurt. Nothing can hurt you if you excpected it all from the beginning.

The tightness in your chest when you see the anniversary posts every month can easily be chalked up to a long night of internet browsing, your hands are clenched into fists because of cramps, you should really get off of your phone.

But you cant, because long nights of browsing are some of the only moments of peace that you can manage without having the urge to punch something. The moon isn't the best company, but you'd rather befriend the stars than face the sun again.

They say the whole "breakup thing" is hard, maybe it is if there was really something there. But after a while of telling yourself that you felt nothing, you really start to feel nothing; or at least you think it feels like nothing. You still feel as empty as you did on the first day, but its an emptiness you've grown comfortable with and that's enough for you.

You want to wish for all of the celestial figures to disappear one day, no more eclipses, no clouds of smog to cover the stars and for the new moon to be permanent. But to wish for such things is for bitter people who can't get over something as simple as a breakup, so you wish for the sun and moon to continue as they are for all eternity and for the stars to watch in awe.

You'll watch with them one day.

When the comfortable ache, the emptiness starts to feel like home.