#i dont know if i was trying to confuse them or if dream-me cared about this person

[killjoygem]

I had a weird dream and it's frustrating to me how little I remember because it was honestly kind of entertaining

It involved someone trying to kill me, me deliberately crashing the car both me and killer person were in. Then me and my would be murderer somehow ended up working together, we were chasing/hiding from someone. They had a massive truck and we were on foot so idk how we managed that

At one point we teamed up with another group of people which included the 5th doctor?? I told him I liked his hair and he was pleased

[pbnbucks]

enemies to lovers Caitlin Clark fic?

word count : 1.4k

warnings : iowa caitlin, cussing, harassment?

summary : you worked for iowa wbb for 3 years as their photographer and you and caitlin have hated each other since you crossed paths when you accidentally spilt coffee on her and one night she ends up in your bed after a late night out.

song : Don’t Fall In Love With Me by Khalid || play dat shit !

your walking through the courtyard when you feel somebody’s finger tap your shoulder gaining your full divided attention when you turn around to see who it was your mood drops.

“even though i dont like you kate asked me to invite you to the bar with the team tonight.” caitlin says trying to throw as much shade she can keeping her evil promise that was to always hold her grudge against you.

you and caitlin’s freshman year you two met on the way to the girls basketball practice to take pictures like your boss told you to.

when you tried to open the door caitlin was trying to leave causing your non fresh cold batch of black coffee that you were holding on to all day to spill all over caitlins practice jersey.

“you sure its just kate who wants me to come clark?” you tease already preparing your shady conversation.

“It’s funny, isn’t it? How we always end up, in the same place, at the same time.” she retorts trying to regain your attention as you tried to make your exit.

“It’s not funny, I know you’ve been stalking me. That’s how we always end up together.” you say giving her a cold shoulder as she blocks your failed exit from the conversation once again.

“Stalking? You? in your dreams.” she scoffs finally moving out the way turning her body watching your back as you walk away from her.

you walk through the glass doors entering the bar seeing the group of girls next to other groups of drunken horny college kids in all different areas of the bar.

you grab a spot next to kate and hannah the girls you were closest to on the team showering you in hugs as soon as you sit down.

caitlins gaze remained on you sending glares the second you maintained eye contact with her. her purposeful ways trying to get on your nerves failing as you refused to make a scene in front of the others.

a group of non sober college individuals walked by when one of them dropped there glass cup of beer on your arm as it made a tiny cut around your elbow.

the noise of the glass bear gains the teams attention as they all rush to see if your okay as kate grabs you pulling you up off the couch to get you away from the broken glass that surrounded the table.

“are you okay?” sydney asked you with worry in her voice as you brush her off to head to the family bathroom. you lock the door behind you grabbing paper towels to dry the small patch of blood.

your interrupted by the sound of loud hard knocks on the wooden bathroom door. you unlock it holding it shut for a second to regain consciousness when you unlock it to see caitlin standing there pushing herself in through the door.

“Come here, let me see the cut.” she states giving you no time to ask her, her needs to be there. you keep your distance shooing her off turning back to face the mirror continuing to clean the paper cut.

“No its not that big of a deal.” only for caitlin to snatch your arm “let. me. see.” she says looking closely at the minor injury studying the small cut intently.

“ill be right back” she says carefully freeing your arm from her grasp as she leaves keeping her promise to be quick as she returns with a pack of alcohol wipes.

“hold still. this might sting a little.” she coos grabbing your arm again this time much more careful, preparing the wipe running it along the cut as the feeling of the short amount of pain fades away.

“now be careful, you don’t want to hurt your good hand” she says referring to your photography hand. her words never failing to confuse you as she has never behaved like this before.

“Since when did you ever care about me?” you respond catching her off guard receiving a dirty look from her as she rolls her eyes at your question.

“are you seriously going to do this right now?” she says standing in front of your face now as she focuses her anger and compassion on you making you roll her eyes at her comment.

“because you never act like this, since when did you begin to care all of a sudden.” backing up your statement trying to prove your point to the brunette.

“Since fucking forever, you fucking idiot!” she says throwing off your ego and pride as her whole energy was off this night letting her passive side show.

“your drunk caitlin, you don’t know what your saying.” you saying refusing to believe her recent statement shoving her only to make her stumble back a few steps as she was much stronger then you.

“…This is why I knew I shouldn’t have gotten close to you.” she says cornering you between the wall as shes inching towards your face intimidating you by the second.

“What part of ‘I want you, and only you’ do you not understand?” she breaks silence yet again as her eyes begin to visibly get watery but she refuses to loose eye contact with you.

“i bet you say that to every girl you pick up clark.” you ignore her desperate pleas for you to get her point across.

“Shut up before I-” you cut her off making sure your shouts are louder then hers topping hers not accepting defeat in the arguement.

“Before you what, huh? say it. Let me see if you can finish that sent-” your cut off by her coaxing your lips with hers startling you before you ease into the kiss.

you taste the alcohol on her tongue as her lips mix between yours. you both sit there for a second taking in each others presence before breaking the kiss.

“let me take you to your dorm” caitlin begs as her hands rest on your cheeks sneaking her arm around to your back pocket grabbing your keys from you.

“im driving, you cant so technically im taking you to my dorm” you say snatching the keys back from her hands. as you leave the bathroom after being there for at least 20 minutes catching some peoples eyes.

you and caitlin both get in the car with tensions still running high as she carefully places her hand on your thigh keeping her eyes on you studying your reaction.

your face grows red as a tiny smile forms on your face as you switch your eyes between her and the road.

“did you mean everything you said tonight” you said throwing yourself down on your already messy bed that cradled you in the tiring mornings.

“of course i did and you know that” she reply’s mad you would ask her a question like that as she has always adored you and made her weird ways trying to show it.

“alright im going to head back to my dorm” she said as she took your silence as a response turning around only for you to jump back on to your feet stopping her from exiting.

“no.” you plea as your body snaps up as your see her trying to walk away almost making you jump out of your skin from the sight.

“what do you mean no?” her voice almost silent regretting her comment instantly as she was worried you would change your mind.

“i want you to spend the night….” you say being returned with sharp awkward silence as a look of worry plastered across her face.

“in my bed with me.” you continue trying to reason to her why its a good idea as you pull the covers over you waiting for her to lay next to you.

“what, am i not allowed to look at you?” she coaxed as you got on her for stealing glances at you as you slept peacefully making her smile at the silly comment.

“i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile clark.” now resting on your side to return the stares as your eyes where fixated on her plump lips and her euphoric smile.

“this sounds like you’re flirting with me.” she smirks teasing you before passionately throwing herself on your stomach placing kisses along your tender collarbone.

“...i have been trying to do that for three years now.” you playfully hit her thigh before taking her beauty in giving her another kiss except this time was different from last nights, it was long and meaningful.

[star-girl69]

Cherry Blossom

Clarisse La Rue x Fem!Demigod!Reader

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synopsis: headcanons about you and clarisse and your new adopted kid

a/n: idk inspiration strikes randomly but enjoy

Cherry Blossom - Lana Del Rey

warnings: not proofread, probs ooc clarisse but I DONT CARE I DO WHAT I WANT, swearing, mentions of violence and weapons, idk pretty chill, tell me if i missed anything!!

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clarisse never really felt anything towards kids

sure some of them are cute

she likes her younger siblings, bc she gets a real kick out of being able to teach someone who ACTUALLY has talent

she wants a mini army of ares kids w her skill

she would DESTROY in capture the flag

but then along comes your little sibling ivy

even clarisse admits that that’s a cute kid

and you just LOVE this little baby

she has the same hair color and skin as you and yours just like omg my baby

she comes to camp when she’s like 10

bc her mortal parent has a new family and doesn’t rly want her anymore

she never really talks about it but you know that it hurts her

and then it’s like omg this adorable little baby needs a mom EYE will be her mom

clarisse is so confused as to why you love ivy so much

but you are DETERMINED

clarisse is trying to have a nice little date with you and then you walk over with ivy on your hip

she’s about to like explode

but one day you’re helping ivy get used to holding a sword and clarisse watches you from afar and she’s like OH MY GOD bc you are teaching her WRONG

so she marches over even tho she’s supposed to be doing something

“oh my god y/n y/n please i love you so much but STOP”

“what ☹️☹️”

“you are teaching her wrong just move over again i love you but MOVE OVER”

so then she teaches ivy just like the basic stances and ivy is like GOOD

you’re both impressed

but she just has a natural talent

and then all of a sudden clarisse is like oh yeah so this is my child and i would kill for her

ivy is the most spoiled camper at camp

like she always gets little baubles and things from the hephaestus kids you ask them to make and clarisse threatens them to make

you get her the BIGGEST piece of dessert every day

clarisse is a bit more bad cop tho

she’s not afraid to tell ivy to go do 20 push ups if she does smth wrong

and you’re just like “WHY ARE YOU TORTURING THE PRECIOUS BABY????”

it’s so funny bc you and clarisse will just be like tucking ivy in every night and it’s SO jarring bc clarisse is like “ok my little warrior have sweet dreams” and kissing her forehead

all of your siblings are confused but very happy!!!! ivy deserves loving parents even if they are two teenage girls

ivy is also the most popular and influential 10 year old at camp

like everyone knows her name and everyone knows to give her what she wants

there was this one day when some older camper accidentally bumped into her and bc she’s just a baby and so tiny (☹️❤️❤️) she got KNOCKED to the ground

and you’re like “OH MY GOD MY BABY”

and clarisse is like “WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?” about to punch the guy and then ivy starts crying bc she skinned her knee and then clarisse is like WHAT

she throws the kid to the ground and she’s like freaking out

overprotective clarisse you can never escape her

so then you’re all like running off the infirmary and ivy is FINE like you and clarisse are just insane

and then one time another younger kid was being mean to ivy and you actually had to hold clarisse back from attacking this 12 year old

ivy definitely picks up her habits from the two of you

someone pisses her off and she will just start attacking them

clarisse is trying so hard not to be proud while you tell ivy that violence is not the answer

but then clarisse is like “OH WHO CARES Y/N THAT WAS SUCH A GREAT KICK AND AN EVEN BETTER PUNCH”

“CLARISSE NO”

the ONLY two people clarisse is affectionate with are you and ivy like ivy is always climbing her like a jungle gym bc clarisse is just so strong and can like do all these crazy things w her

clarisse will literally throw her up into the air really high and catch her

ivy fucking loves it

you have a heart attack

and now they have to do it in secret 💔

you always tuck ivy in together but let’s be real most nights ivy ends up in your bed

and clarisse is all pissed off

so she ends up sneaking into your cabin and your bed every night

like just a huge tangle of limbs and blankets and ivy snores but it’s not that loud and it’s adorable

like the ONE night clarisse didn’t sneak into your bed ivy had a nightmare and you were like oh no way

bc most nights clarisse comes in at like 11pm and you’re already asleep but you know she’s there and you wake up next to her so

but you wake up to comfort ivy and you’re like WHERE THE FUCK IS CLARISSE

and then ivy realizes CLARISSE IS NOT THERE

it’s like some super dramatic scene in a movie you wrap up ivy in a blanket and come into the area cabin and start berating clarisse

“do you just hate us? bc it is ONE THIRTY THREE in the morning and you are NOT in my bed and poor ivy had a nightmare and you WERE NOT THERE”

clarisse is like looking at you like what

half of her siblings are awake and just watching this crying child you’re holding cross her arms and shake her head disapprovingly and clarisse is not even awake yet

“baby idek what you’re saying just come lay down”

“yes but we’re talking about this in the morning”

“…okay”

of course all is forgiven the next morning after a nice sleep

there was this one night you were at the campfire and then ivy just found some random person’s dagger? and she’s like

“y/n!!! clarisse!!! look what i found!!!!”

“what do you have?”

“a knife!!!!”

“NO”

like that one meme y’all know

and then you have to chase her down

clarisse gives her a very blunt sort of dagger thing to play with and ivy is very happy

it’s so weird bc clarisse is like yk being all grumpy and mean and then ivy or you walks around and she’s like AHHHHHH MY LOVES

also when percy shows up he’s so confused

like the scene where she pushes him over you walk over with ivy and then ivy literally JUMPS from your arms to clarisse’s bc she knows she’ll catch her

and then clarisse is like “omg hi my little warrior how is your day?”

“OH MY GOD I THREW A ROCK REALLY HIGH I’M SO STRONG”

you’re like “no seriously it was like 10 feet high”

“omg baby that’s so amazing i’m so proud of you”

then everyone around you is like “oh wow ivy that’s so amazing you are so strong”

bc ivy is just an adorable baby and also bc they don’t want to incur clarisse’s wrath

she don’t PLAY about ivy’s happiness

percy is ????

then clarisse is like “oh isn’t that so funny my 10 year old baby can throw a rock higher than you probably can”

PERCY IS ??????

that’s all i got y’all

in conclusion ivy is just your perfect little angel princess

and you and ivy are the lights of clarisse’s life

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taglist:

@lvrue @t-wylia @laughingcheese037 @kroumi @urdeadpoet @colezb @rey26 @harmzilla @elliewilliamsbae @amberfreemansburntface @kyuupidwrites @neverwaakeme-up @shark1008 @liballer @heyimadison @nvirskies @pnsteblnme @mar2ss @restellsss @ravisinghs-wife @marsconer @evangelinexo

[barbies1shots]

part3 of toxic!sukuna , prt1 , prt2

this one is kinda freaky..

not proof read

@hazzelle-kento for the idea !! thank you😉 this might turn into a series ..

☆- predator/pray dynamics , size kink , overstim (cant help myself) , stalking , fem!waitress!reader, batshit crazy!sukuna, slight misogyny , degradation, non-con>dub-con , possessive themes , body shaming , hair pulling , name calling , unprotected secs (wrap your willy pls)

thinking about toxic!sukuna and his inability to keep you off his mind. the way you cuss him out because he didn't put up dishes like you asked. or the way you stare him down when he doesn't take his shoes off before entering the house.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who denies that you actually want to break up with him. who said you couldnt break up with him.

why would you break up with him when he didn't do anything?

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who is just so unaware of the toxic things he did. restricting what you wear and who you go out with. lashing out at you when he asked a simple question. brushing you off when he came back late and smelled like alcohol.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who told you a top looks horrible on you. that it wasn't your color, and it was too tight, making you look fat. all because he wanted you to change.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who heard your sniffles from the other room but wanted to hear more of them. just because he's mean

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who is in denial and in complete confusion when you put a restraining order on him

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who claims he never put any hands on you.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who quite literally has internal conflicts on what to do. leave you alone, let you have your space youve been complaining about or come pounding on your door and fuck you to sleep.

thinking about toxic!sukuna who wouldn't respect any boundaries you've made and would invade your personal space.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who would contact you even when you blocked him on everything. instagram, SMS, twitter, tiktok, snapchat, facebook, google chat, EMAIL, yet the man still finds a way to messsge you.

' you still mad ? '

thinking about toxic!sukuna who doesn't care about your feelings at all. about how he only wants you for your mind- or for your body.

thinking about toxic!sukuna would try and corner you on your way back from a third shift at your work.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who literally dreams about chasing you and making you love him again.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who tries to explain that he's right wrong and that he only wants you.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who wants to be in every part of your mind. he wants to corrupt you, break you in, and make you maleable. just for him and his dirty pleasures.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who succeeds in his dreams of chasing you.

why would you ever want to run from him?

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who chased you down the alleyway with you screaming at him to leave you alone.

☆

"get the hell away from me, you damn psychopath! youre fucking crazy! you stalk me, message me, call me- i dont want anything to do with you, Ryomen!" the sounds of your shrill voice bounce off the dry walls on either side of you.

he followed you from your work to the little 'short-cut' home, and now he got you cornered in a deadend. you had black wedges and a skirt on- courtesy of your uniform regulations.

of course, he knew where you worked, why wouldnt he?

"come back baby, you know better." he snickered. his taller form was hiding by the darkness of the alleyway as it was well past 11PM.

you shuffled through your purse in search of something to defend yourself. pepper spray, a pocket knife, maybe keys. but came up empty.

why would you need to defend yourself anyway?

it sounded like his footsteps got closer as your movements were more frantic in trying to find something to fight Ryomen off with. you hand came in contact with your phone, and you raised it above your head before looking up and straight into the eyes of the devil himself.

"what are you looking for-" he asked in your face, his breath washed over you. as your nerves spiked, you threw your hand down so your phone came in contact with his forhead. "argh- you stupid cunt!" he grunted out as his face contorted in straight fury and disbelief.

did you... just strike him?

you stomped on his foot with your heel, and you earned another pained groan. you immediately went around him to run off, run into someone to help you, run into the light- something. you ran, your wedges rendering your full ability to move, but you had to make due.

your phone layed cracked at the back of the alleyway but atleast you had your purse? the entrance of the alleyway came closer than before, and you made it about 2 full steps into the light of the streetlight before a rough hand pulled you back by the hair.

"no- no, oh my damn, let go, Ryomen!" you screamed in frustration. his other hand came in, covered your mouth before taking your struggling body and pushing you against the wall.

why would he let you go when he just got you back?

he held you there, his face red and burning by the way you swung at him without hesitation. his eyes didnt lie, and they were filled with hatred but longing.

"youre mine, im not letting you go." he growled into your face after his let his stinging grip away from your hair. his hand ran down his face and he sighed loudly, "you are just as predictable as any other woman." he looked bored.

"you hit me, step on my foot, and then try to run?" he asked. your eyes stung when he pressed your head harder into the concrete wall.

"sounds like you need to lean your place again, yeah?" he concluded.

his hand moved from covering your mouth to grabbing your chin roughly and forcing you to look at him. "been out of check for a while. ignoring me, blocking me, avoiding me, wanting to take a break from me? i think you have lost your mind, baby" he said as his fingers forced their way more into your skin.

"leave me alone-!" you tried to say before he pushed you roughly on the ground, you hit your tail bone, and he came in between your distraught legs and leaning over you. his rough hands came in contact with your body, tugging and pulling on your clothes. he ripped your blouse, and the bottons popped everywhere. he flipped uo your skirt so the waist band was up your tummy.

why would he leave you alone when you just look edible.

"ryomen- i asked you for a break for a reason!" you screamed at him as you tried to cover your body. you tried to grasp the last bits of your dignity, but as soon as he cupped your cunt through your underwear, it was left for good.

why would you ever want a break from him..?

the chase from the back of the alleyway and the adrenaline from him holding you against the wall made you wet. it turned you on that he was willing to chase and catch you.

he smirked as he slid your underwear to the left and slid a thick finger in between your soaked fold before finding your clit and pressing harshly into the little nub.

"uhh-" you groaned at the feeling, he went hard and rough, not caring if it didnt hurt or not. you squirmed as your hips jerked and tried to scoot away from the stimulation.

he put his other hand on your hip, pulling you close as his fingers dipped lower and probbed at your entrance. "youre about to be in for a ride, you little bitch." he growled and forced his two dry fingers into your cunt, immediately finding your g-spot and abusing it.

your back arched as your thighs came up to your chest and closed around his arm, "Ryomen- please! I cant do this.." you whined out as your hips grinded against his fingers.

he smirked over you as you whined and arched your back, "cmon' cunt- cum for me" he demanded. he pressed a thumb into your clit, rubbing it as he fucking your cunt wet.

as you were recovering from one of your intense orgasams, he looked over you. his eyes drifted from your blissed out face to your shivering torso to your trembling thighs and hips. he licked your liquids from his fingers and slotted himself between your thighs.

why would you ever leave him when he is just perfect for you?

"time for the main event, yeah baby?" he snickered and started unbuckling his pants, unzipping them and pulling his underwear under his ballsack. he grabbed your calf and held it up by his head as he leaned in and stuffed his face into your sweaty neck.

his large mushroom tip nudged your entrance, and you tensed up as he started to push in. he was reforming your insides just to match around him, "cmon, whore... take it all.." ryomen groaned into your neck. he resisted the urge to bite into you as he listened to your sobs.

he raised back on his haunches when he bottomed out and quickly set a rough pace. your pleas and little whines only egging him further the more your worked up.

he let go of your leg to rest on his shoulder and started to grope your tits, kneeding them in one hand while tweaking one in another.

"youre being rough, ryomen! ugh- be gentle.." you whimpered. he shook his hand as he smirked and started to actually plunge into you. thrusting his hips and pulling you back by your tits as leverage.

plap! plap! plap! was the wet sounds of his balls hitting your ass.

he only sped up as he got lost in the pleasure, chasing his and fucking you complete stupid. your neck stretched as you felt another orgasm take over you and your mind felt blank. only thinking about ryomen, ryomen, dick, dick, ryomen.

he saw your face and shook his head and took one hand from your tits to the front of your head and forced your head to look at where hes fucking you open at. your back in an awkward yet painful position as you started to groan.

"you can't escape me, your morsel. you belong to me! i will kill you before you ever get any other thoughts of trying to leave me again. I control you. You are mine."

left unfinished cs ive gotten lazy and unmotivated. let me know what you think !!

toxic!sukuna part 1

toxic!sukuna part 2

revenge on toxic!sukuna

@aizawasbarb

[phr0gg13]

Do Not Wait.

Luke Castellan x Reader

Synopsis: You and Luke have always been close, and so when the guy you trust most in the world decide to backstab the people you call family, you are torn in two. Warnings: Spoilers for the series! Angst, I dont think pronouns were used for the reader! (Please let me know if they were!) this story could be read as platonic or romantic feelings, I was inspired by the song Do Not wait by the Wallows!

It was a cold night when Luke came to see you, almost as if the gods knew what was in store. He had came up to you at dinner and asked to speak in private. You followed him to a secluded spot in the woods of Camp Half-Blood, there was an opening that showed the sun setting. It was like a painting, almost as if Apollo had painstakingly taken the time to think about each stroke of sunlight and how it would hit just right on Lukes face. How the clouds would form to be the most beautiful colors and how it would feel like a movie scene. Your heart was racing as you looked around. It was so pretty here, you and Luke were secluded and you wondered what he wanted to tell you. You were nervous and also excited to hear what the Hermes boy had to say.

"Please don't think I'm crazy when I ask you this (Y/N)...." His hands found your cheeks and he caressed them gently. Almost as if you were made of porcelain. Your heart was racing, thinking of every possible thing he could want to ask you. "Luke, I wont think you are crazy.... What's up?" You replied sweetly. Luke felt a small twinge of regret hit him, but he was already to far gone with his plan.

"Come leave camp with me." The words were like a slap in the face. You let out a small breath of air, the same way you would when someone says a terrible joke. "You're joking right? Why would we leave camp?" You were confused, it didnt make sense. Luke was happy at camp, he had you and Annabeth. He had all his siblings. Why would he want to leave? "Because, (Y/N)," his grip on your face got tighter, it was like he was afraid you would leave, "The gods... They don't care about us. They never have and they never will.".

"Thats why you want to leave camp? Because the gods are selfish and act like gods?" You were in disbelief, "Luke where would we even go? What would we do?". He sighed and looked deep into your eyes "There are people who want to take the gods down, who can provide us with the means to show the gods not to forget us. We can finally speak out against them, do something to stop their childish ways!.". You shook your head, "Who...?"

"Kronos has been visiting me in my dreams, he wants to build an army to fight against the gods. He wants me to help." Luke smiled at you when he said that. It made you sick, you took his hands off your face and looked at him with a hurt expression. "Luke, you can't be serious? We need to tell Chiron and Mr.D about this! If Kronos wants a war... Who knows who else will follow him? How many titans will rise up against the gods? It could be catastrophic, Luke. World ending!!".

Luke shook his head, "We can't tell Chiron, we can't tell anyone. Not yet, Kronos isn't strong enough to fight." You shook your head and looked away, why was this happening. You noticed the sun was almost set, everything was dark and you felt like your heart had been ripped out of your chest. "What about Annabeth?" Your voice broke as tears threatened to leave your eyes. "What about your siblings, your friends?!". Luke sighed, this wasn't how he had planned it going, "They will understand once we tell them. Once we show how strong the army is!." Luke kept going on about how everyone would join him and Kronos. He just kept talking, trying to make you join him. "Luke!".

You looked at him as your tears flowed down your face. "I am not joining you. I can't, this place is my home! These people are my family! I don't care about the gods, I don't need anything from them. I am happy and content with staying at camp.". Lukes expression dropped, it switched from heartbroken to numb in seconds flat. "Fine... But you can't tell anyone my plan. Not yet...". You turned your head and rolled your eyes, about to object to his demand. Yet he had pulled out a sword from a nearby bush, he had planned it all out. Your reflexes kicked in immediately. Quickly you pulled off your bracelet that turned into your sword. A gift from your godly parent. Ready to fight against Luke.

The two of you often trained together and so you both knew how the other fought. Though Luke was still faster and stronger. He also studied your flaws when fighting, he knew how to abuse them. This resulted in him tripping you on the ground. Your sword fell out of your hand and you tried to crawl to grab it, but Luke stepped on your wrist. You cried out in pain, "I'm so sorry (Y/N), but you made me do this..". Luke raised his sword, and for a moment you thought he was going to hit you with his blade. You thought your best friend was going to kill you, yet he maneuvered his sword to where the hilt was pointed at you. He landed a blow to your head and you were out cold. Luke set you up on your back and put his jacket he was wearing over you. He cried, but not because of the choice he made. He cried because of the choice you made. He walked off to go find Percy....

You had woke up with an insane headache, you were warm and in a bed instead of on the cold ground of the forest. You looked around weakly and saw Annabeth and Grover sitting in chairs nearby. You were in the infirmary. You noticed that they were talking to someone else, another person in a bed. One of the campers who was working in the infirmary noticed you were up. They quickly got you some water and asked how you were feeling. You told them about your head and they nodded. You had a concusion... Eventually Chiron and Mr.D came into the infirmary. They started to ask you questions of what happened to you. You told them all you remember and they both looked at eachother. Chiron shook his head, he had a remorseful look on his face.

"Chiron, where is Luke?" You asked as you noticed his jacket on a nearby chair.

"Luke is missing. We assume he is now working with Kronos..."

Your already broken heart was crushed as you heard those words. You are left wondering how long your best friend had truly been gone for.

[su0su]

phone call.

sub!hanjisung x dom!fem!reader.

warnings below the cut!

angst/smut

wc: 1,941

WARNINGS: oral (m.receiving) make up sex? dunno lol. ma'am kink (only said like once)) uhhhh jisung is abit pervy hehe.

couldn't get this thought out of my head, so i had to share it with youssss🙏🏻🙏🏻

this is my first ever drabble!! im sorry if there are any errors!!

"look i... i dont think we could work.. we are both overworked and i dont think this is good for us." your weakened tone of voice blurring out from his end of his phone. your excuse to break up was hurting you. you were down into ur negative thoughts, thinking he doesnt love you because you're never home. work always takes both of you away from eachother, and you despise it.

jisung was walking back from work. it was cold outside and wet due to the rain. he stopped his tracks shocked. his eyes rounded with startledness as his hand began to tremble holding the phone to his ear. he mouth was agape.

"what..?" he choked up, as he was trying to understand what was going on, still confused and shocked.

"ji im sor— i want to see you in person, y/n.. tell me this in person! p-please.. i need- i need to see you." he cuts you off, he was felt like he was dreaming. his chest felt like he was getting stabbed, a pain he never knew he could feel just from a few words.

his mind was asking so much questions but he just couldn't get them out, his mouth was just open willingly to say something but couldnt. its like time has stopped for him.

"w-where are you? at home? please dont leave me like thi—im at home." you werent ready to see him hurt. you didnt know what to do without him. so why are you doing this? you didnt even know, you were just scared.

"im gonna hang up. please dont do anything stupid, yeah? stay home, and we can talk about this, okay? " he shuddered. the thick, cold air was burning his nose and cheeks.

"okay..." he could hear your small sniffing through the phone. he couldnt bare it. he needed to see you.

he hung up and made his way quickly back home. his feet moved swiftly on the wet concrete making a squelch with every step.

after running a few miles, he has met up with the front door. he bent down abit to catch his breath, his hand on his knees choking up some air to calm down. his lips are chapped and his chest was heaving. the thickness of the air was too much on him. making him gasp for air every second.

he got up and brang his hand to the door to knock. before he even knocked, the door opened quickly, a presence hugging him tightly and pulling him inside. jisung was taken aback, he didnt know what to do.. as you hugged him, he grabbed your chin to see your face.

his heart shattered. your face was all puffy, and your eyes were filled with tears. your pretty face stained. he couldnt help it but burst out in tears too and pulled you into him, his arms wrapping around your head to hold you more.

as you both weep in eachother brace, you both calmed down, breathing slowly together and waiting for anyone to build up courage to speak up. you both broke the brace. he looked at you to realise you were wearing a skimpy singlet with no bra, and only in your panties, his face started to burn up. he then threw those inappropriate thoughts out of his head after hearing your hurt voice, making him feel upset again, instantly forgetting about those dirty thoughts.

"Im sorry... i just.. didnt know what to do anymore and- and—.... i just cant handle it.. i cant handle you being alone for so long without me. you barely see me at home. you fall asleep alone and i hate that you wake up with just yourself... im sorry i–i just.. sorry.. i hate leaving you.. and i cant stop getting hurt by this.. im sorry that everytime i get home, im so r-rude and mean, i just—" you get cut off by his lips on yours. you didnt expect that. his soft palms gently cup ur cheeks. deepening the kiss as your whimpers cry out from it.

"i love you, y/n. i dont care that you're barely here at home with me. all i care about is that im with you. i love you so much, so please y/n dont be so harsh on yourself. im okay with you not being here because of work. im just glad i have you. i love you, okay? i would never stop loving you." his voice is strained and raspy. his tears are stained on his cheeks as his sparkling brown wide eyes look into yours filled with love.

you were abit taken aback but happy that jisungs okay with it. he understands, and it warms your heart. he then leans into ur face again, and his lips touch yours. you could taste the sweet cherry chapstick on his lips he would always wear. you loved it, you loved him so much, and it hurts that you treated him so stupidly. but you are glad he understands and doesnt despise you.

the kiss soon turned into a deeper, passionate one, too passionate, that turned into a messy makeout session. the both of you stopped kissing and moved to the living room couch to continue. you sat down as he sat on your lap in an instant, his hands around your neck.

a few whines came out of jisungs mouth as you bit onto his lip without realising. the lust taking over you. you wanted to make him feel more loved than ever, wanted to show how much you love and care for him.

your hands go under his hoodie, roaming around his bare waist, squeezing his hips as you kiss down to his neck.

"im sorry.. i miss you so much.." you say as your out of breath from sucking onto his neck. "f-fuck, dont say sorry... i l-love you so much." he whimpered into your ear, making you suck on his neck harsher, making him moan out louder into your ear. your hands roam further up to squeeze his chest harshly, making him let out a high-pitched whine.

your fingers pinching and rolling his pecs as you kiss his mouth to hush his loud whiney moans. you could feel his hard cock poking your stomach cause how close his waist is to your lower area. you found it cute that he kept trying to scoot closer to you as possible, needy for you.

you smiled into the kiss as your right hand slowly went down to his crotch area. his grey sweats had a small wet spot, you palmed around his clothed cock as he let out moans into your mouth. needy and loud.

"feel good? mm?" you whisper out as you broke the messy kiss, a string of saliva connected to your lips.

"yes, yes so f-fucking good ma'am" he whines as he starts to rock his hips closer to your hand. his arms around your head and face on the side of your neck. his moaning and whimpering for lust gradually becomes louder as a few tears shed down his cheek.

you push him back as you hold onto the lower bit of his hoodie and bring it up to take it off him, showing his bare lean torso. your hands roamed around his chest as your eyes twinkle with desire.

your hands squeeze his small chest, then move your face close to one of them to suck on. your lips around his pec, making him grunt and whine.

tongue licking around his pec as your other toyed with the other, his back arched closer to you, making you smirk. his hand gripping onto your hair and pulling it from the shocks of pleasure he gets from your tongue.

"p-please i want more.." he mewled out as his head fell back and around to meet up with your eyes as you stopped playing with his pecs. you look into his round, shiny eyes as you grab onto his jaw, forcing him to look closer to your face. "fuck your so pretty jisung.." he whimpered out from the praise as he looked into your eyes with lust.

"lets go to our room before we take things further." you smirk at him as he got off your lap quickly and grabbed onto your hand, dragging you off the couch to the shared room upstairs. he then opened to door and shoved you inside, he then closed the door rushing towards to bed like a needy slut.

you stood at the end of the bed, seeing him lay down whining and squirming around for your touch. you then crawl onto the bed right on top of the male, right on his boner and he lets out a breathy moans. his hands on your waist squeezing them. your wet clothed pussy on jisungs clothed cock, you grind your hips onto his. he moans and flick his head back on the pillows as he bites his lip.

you then got off his lap and scooted back to go on your knees and bend down to where your face is near his crotch.

your hands roam from his thighs to the waistband. you pulled them down and took them off, throwing them away in the room. you look down to see his hard on in his briefs. you bring your hand to palm his area, making him cry out from being toyed with for so long.

"p-please need you so bad.." you chuckle at his eagerness and took off his briefs to reveal his hard length smacking to his stomach. his tip was an angry red, throbbing, and waiting to be touched.

your hand latches onto his cock and squeeze it softly causing jisung to mewl out whimpers. hands starts to move slowly to tease the poor male as his hips start to twitch and rock up from the pleasure. he starts to whisper and mewl out pleases as he shuts his eyes close.

you start to work your hand and move you head closer to latch your mouth to his tip, sucking and kissing it as your hand moves swiftly on his cock.

his waist rocks up, and hands roam down to grip onto your hair tightly. you then let go on his cock and take him into your mouth fully making him moan out cries as his back arched.

your head bobbing on his length as your right hand roam up to his pec, squeezing and rolling the nub between your fingers.

you could feel his cock twitch in your mouth so you used your free hand to play around with his balls, squeezing them and fondling them with a gentle touch. your mouth goes to his tip sucking on it abit harder than before adding more pleasure to him causing him to scream out your name as his hips twitch around waiting for release.

a wave of shock and pleasure came over him as he bucked his hips to your face, his back arched and head fell back. his eyes rolled back as his grunts and moans were basically screams. his cock leaked out with his semen onto your mouth. your hand moved to his length to work more of his cock, milking it.

his hands scrambled onto your hair and pulled onto them hardly as he whimpered out from the sensitive overstimulated feeling in his stomach, moving his hips away from your touch.

as he calmed down from his high his cock was hard again. he needed your pussy around his cock or he'll go crazy.

[a-living-canvas]

CW : It's about infantilization, if you don't feel comfortable please don't read it :)

Caramel Curls

It's not something one would expect from their kidnappers.

Whumpee was being swaddled, snug and tight around the blanket. They were placed inside a…crib. Eyes staring at the ceiling, or rather, at the hanging toys that were swirling around by the cold wind. 

The room was filled with stuffed toys, cute stickers and bright cheery walls. 

It almost feels like a fever dream.

Whumpee closed their eyes, thinking hardly. What did their kidnappers want from them? What's with the baby stuff? Why were they being tied like this?

It didn't make any sense to them, and their brains were starting to hurt because of it. 

Click!

Whumpee opened their eyes when they heard the door being pushed open, revealing their kidnappers. He's holding a cute teddy bear, hiding it behind his back as he walks towards Whumpee. 

"Oh, baby's already awake huh?"

Whumper didn't answer, they just stared at Whumper with a blank expression. Whumper chuckled, holding up the toy,

"Ta-da! Look what I brought for you!"

Whumper put the teddy bear in front of Whumpee's face, waving it slightly to get reactions from them. Whumpee sighed, "I hate it."

Whumper gasped dramatically. He pulled away the teddy bear and hugged it closely to his chest. "How could you! Mr. Teddy just wants to be your friend!"

Whumpee rolled their eyes. If only they weren't being wrapped up like a burrito, they would have snatched the teddy bear and thrown it across the room.

"Are you a kid?"

Whumper raised an eyebrow, slightly confused. "Of course not, baby. I'm just trying to entertain you."

"I'm not a baby. I'm a grown adult."

Whumpee said firmly. Their frowns and glares only seem to amuse Whumper further. Whumper patted their head, wanting them to behave. What a naughty baby.

"Stop it…!"

"No. You are a baby. My baby."

Whumpee sighed loudly in frustration. They didn't know what else to say to get it through Whumper's thick skull. They grumbled, feeling helpless against the situation. Whumper chuckled,

"Aww, don't look so mad. Just let daddy take care of you, hm?"

"Dad— enough, you creep! Let me go! Let me go!!!"

Whumper laughed softly, pinching Whumpee's cheek. "So feisty…"

Whumpee's on the verge of tears. They felt so frustrated, with Whumper treating them like this. They sighed, at least things couldn't get any worse than this. 

"I need to use the restroom."

Whumpee said softly, all the screaming already tired them out. Whumper gasped, suddenly remembering something. "Ah, about that…"

He walked to a cabinet, rummaging through a pile of stuff in it. Whumpee thought he was just searching for the toilet key or chains to keep them restrained all the way to the restroom but when Whumper held it out to Whumpee, their eyes widened in horror. 

Seems like they would develop a fear over a bag of diapers.

Whumper grinned, "Let's put you in this, yeah?"

~

Part 2

@nothing-but-glitter-and-lashes @watermelons-dont-grow-on-trees @htavin87 @heyyitsworld @risk606

[hwasoup]

Tales of the Castle: A Mini Series

ANNND THE FIRST MINI STORY IS OUUUTTT!!! I hope these small stories give you an insight on how close Beast! Miguel and reader are, although it's more like of the two falling for each other. Also, this obviously takes place during ch.5

Happy Spring Break Guys!

Dont forget to join the miggy simps discord!!

Disclaimer !! This is loosely based off of the 90s Marvel Special comics of BATB

Grumpy Mornings

It is a cold winter morning and Miguel has been peacefully sleeping…or at least that's what it looks like. He was actually dreaming of a sweet romance between himself and Y/N as two happy lovers, but that abruptly stopped when he woke up heartbroken at such a dream. He then got up and walked to his mirror...and in despair let out a huge roar that was heard throughout the castle.

“Oh dear, looks like Migs is up and angry already” Peter exclaimed to himself. His little adorable teacup of a daughter looks at him and asks “Daddy, isn’t he always angrwry ?” Peter chuckles and shushes her “you can’t say that honey, it's rude”. Peter hops to the windowsill and looks outside “it is quite the sunny day though…” Peter sighs and looks down “only if he was just a little kinder”. Mayday looked at him confused “daddy ? why say that ?” 

Peter chuckles “you know the story..” Mayday giggles “tell me again !”  Peter sighs and softly tells her what happened long ago. Mayday giggles as she sees it more like a little fairytale book. Peter seeing that relaxes, at least she isn’t so troubled by it. Peter then looks outside “how about if we go find Y/N ?”  Mayday nodded and squealed as she hopped from the windowsill to the little serving tray, ready to travel the castle.

Meanwhile in the Castle

Y/N was in the library just happily humming to herself as she was on the ladder looking for a new book to read. “Sé que lo vi en alguna parte..” she muttered to herself. All of a sudden Miguel’s roar was heard thundering through the castle. It startled Y/N so much that she had to hold onto the ladder that was kind enough to let her use it, in order to not fall off. “Thank you ladder, although I think Miguel is angry about something again…who knows” she says. Y/N eventually goes back to searching for the book she was looking for “There it is, Don Quixote !” She then takes the book and slowly goes down the ladder.

“Y/N ! Hey !” 

Y/N turns around to spot Peter and Mayday. “Well good morning to you both as well, any help you guys need ?” Peter bites his lip and says “well… we were searching for you but then we got caught up because Lyla asked to try and give Miguel some tea, turns out Jess was there alongside Miles and Gwen because they were trying to serve breakfast for him and all he did was throw them out. He even refused the hairbrush..soo I was wondering if y’know, you could go…talk to him ?” 

Y/N looks down at the book she wanted to read and then smiles “maybe all he needs is a good book…alright then…let's go to the west wing”

Y/N walked as she left the library with Peter and Mayday.

After a while the trio arrived at the west wing “I can handle it from here” Y/N says. Peter smiles at her and simply says “Once you’re back, holler for me, I’ll have some tea ready” The serving cart starts to move on its own to the kitchen “Byye pwretty y/n !” mayday yelled out. 

Y/N chuckled and shook her head. She then took a breath and walked to Miguel’s room. Once she arrived she knocked on the door and opened it. “Hey Miguel…mind if i have a wor-” 

“LARGATE”

Y/N sighed and walked in “no hasta que me ESCUCHES” Miguel growled and looked at her with an annoyed look. “fine…” 

Y/N’s face softened and she spoke calmly to him “you can’t just go terrorizing your staff just because you’re in a bad mood, They’re here for you because they care…besides…” she approaches him and fixes his coat “you can always talk to me…”

Miguel’s face sank as he looked disappointed. He then sat in his chair and looked away “I-I I had a dream…” 

“A bad dream ?” Y/N approached him and placed a hand on his shoulder “Migs…everyone gets a bad dream, even nightmares…but remember it was only a dream..”

“no fue una pesadilla... fue dulce” Y/N shut herself up confused at why he was so heartbroken over a good dream.  “The Nightmare only began when I looked into the mirror and saw this..” he says as he looked away from her even more “Soy un Monrstruo..” 

Y/N looked at him and simply wanted to comfort him even more. He was simply just misunderstood. “No digas eso, The outside isn’t what matters !” She looked at him and held his furry hands. “It's the inside that matters, Who knows…maybe that dream could eventually come true” she says softly with a smile. Miguel smiled back at her a little but still seemed a bit down “How about if you read Don Quixote with me, we can take turns reading aloud..” Y/N suggests “I….I think I would like that very much.” Y/N smiled at him as she made her way to pull him from the chair and sit on the carpet, she then sits in between his legs as she made herself comfortable laying her back on his chest 

From outside the room Peter was peering inside with a smile

 “looks like they won’t be needing tea anytime soon”

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[megumimania]

WHY DONT WE FALL IN LOVE ? - jean kirstein

summary: you and jean are brought together by a shared love of music, is that all there is or is there something more below the surface?

warnings: jean x black!reader, fluff, jean is definitely an alt rock/ grunge enthusiast, jean and reader are down bad for each other but won’t admit it, ayesha and corinne win the award for best wing women, get you a man who truly cares, the format is weird my bad

a/n: this was written for @honeybleed’s 90’s rnb event! congrats naj, you deserve everything and more!!

it was another day at the record store, where you worked part time during the weekend. you loved your job, talking with customers and bonding over your shared love for music and records was one of the main highlights of your day. of course there were some customers who were rude and pretentious but you didn’t let that deter you from providing a good experience for your customers.

the faint sounds of dreams, fairytales and fantasies by asap ferg played in the background as you were organising new stock, humming the lyrics to yourself while doing so. you were so deeply engrossed in your task that you didn't register jean's presence near you. jean was one of your favourite customers, he was a world away from the regular customers that you were so accustomed to dealing with.

when you first met him, you immediately assumed that he'd be annoyingly pretentious, condescending and snarky—a characteristic you were used to seeing on the daily. but one day he came up to the counter while you were working and you absentmindedly had your finger ready to point to the 80’s rock section, not registering the look of confusion on his face.

"what are you pointing to?" he asked, brows furrowing in confusion. you felt your cheeks flame with embarrassment, “i just assumed that you-anyways how can i help you?" you replied with a smile, trying to break the awkward tension.

he looked around sheepishly, the tips of his ears flushing a faint pink. "uhh... honestly i don't know, do you have any recommendations?” he asked, with a level of shyness which you found quite cute.

his naivety to music/good records astonished you, considering he looked like a cross between a heavy nirvana fan and a country music enthusiast. after a long conversation with him, you gave him three albums to listen to, along with your number because you wanted him to tell you if he liked the songs or not.

since then you've developed a friendship with jean despite your two best friends/coworkers, ayesha and corinne saying otherwise. you’ve always denied it but lately, you’ve started to feel some type of way about him. suddenly you’ve began to notice his dimples when he smiles, the faint freckles he has on his face or how his eyes are more of a hazel colour in the sunlight—friends usually notice these things about each other right???

jean cleared his throat, snapping you out of your reverie. “y/n, you good?” he said, giving you a once over to make sure that you were okay. you felt your face heat up and you silently thanked god that he was unable to see you blush. “yeah i’m good.” was all you managed to reply with.

a minute of tense silence passed between you both, either of you waiting on the other to break the silence between you both. “can y’all stop eyefucking each other, you’re making me sick!” corinne yelled from the counter, scaring you both. the tips of jean’s ears turned a light pink from embarrassment.

“you left your bonnet and your scarf at my place the other week.” he said handing them over to you. “i’ve washed them for you, i’d thought you’d like that.” he said, the last part coming out quieter than intended. “we still on for saturday?” he asked, his gaze locked on yours, “yeah of course.” jean smiled before responding, “cool, i’ll see you then.” he walked off, waving you goodbye which you returned.

you tried to avoid ayesha and corinne for the rest of your shift but they cornered you as soon as you left work, dragging you to a nearby cafe. “so you and jean huh?” ayesha teased, taking a sip of her drink. you sighed and rolled your eyes, pretending to look interested in the menu in hopes that ayesha would drop the question.

“guys, i might order—hey!” you protested as corinne snatched the menu from your fingertips. “there’s nothing going on between me and jean.” you finally spat out after a moment of silence. “we’re just friends.” your friends shared a look that said they weren’t buying it. “so why was your bonnet and scarf at his house then?” corinne pressed further, and you genuinely felt like you were being interrogated for a crime you didn’t commit. “i slept over at his place, its not a big deal.” you said nonchalantly, drumming your fingertips on the table.

“we all saw the way you two were staring at each other, and you really want me to believe that you guys are just friends?” ayesha added, corinne nodding in support. “it’s okay to admit that jean thee pony has got you weak in the knees, you know.” you snorted at her nickname for jean. “i hate you guys.” you sighed, staring out the window dramatically. “and we love you too, y/n!” they said in unison, pulling you in for a hug.

“y/n, your white boy is here!” corinne shouted from the hallway. you were nervous, you’d spent an hour getting ready for today and you were still unable to quell the nerves in your stomach. you debated on taking a rain-check but decided against it. you quickly added the finishing touches to your hair and makeup and headed out. corinne gave you her thumbs up of approval as you left.

jean’s plan to act cool completely evaporated once he saw you. you were gorgeous in a way he couldn’t comprehend, he tried to maintain his composure but as always his face betrayed him, unable to hide the blush that spread across his face. “you look gorgeous, y/n.” was all he managed to sputter out. you were surprised that you had him fumbling over himself like this but you found it cute.

“you look great yourself.” you replied, taking him in. from the fresh trim, to his outfit, to the cologne he was wearing, everything about him made you feel giddy inside. “where are you taking me today?” you said, hopping into his car. his gaze lingered on you for a second before he cleared his throat, “its a surprise.” he said, sticking his tongue out at you whilst turning on the ignition.

the last few minutes of the car journey, jean told you keep your eyes closed. you eyed him weirdly, but did it anyway because you trusted him. his hand remained on the small of your back as he guided you to the destination. “are we there yet?” you asked, becoming increasingly impatient, he responded to you after a moment of silence. “open your eyes.” he whispered in a low voice sending chills down your spine.

you opened your eyes and you turned to him in disbelief “how did you—i’ve been trying to book a reservation here for ages, how!” jean placed his jacket on your shoulders, noticing the way you were shivering. “the owner is a family friend of mine, plus he owed me one.” he said coolly, trying to not make it seem like a big deal. “let’s go inside.” he took your hand in his leading you into the restaurant. the interior looked gorgeous with it being fairly modern as beautiful ceiling fixtures hung above you.

you were led to your table which was on a second floor that away from everybody else. jean pulled out your chair for you letting you sit down before he did. you opened the menu scanning it to see what appealed to your tastes. whilst you were busy trying to figure out the menu, jean kept stealing glances at you. he couldn’t help it, even when he was trying to read the menu, his eyes kept drifting back to you.

you grew shy under jean’s gaze and used the menu to cover your face. jean chuckled softly, gently putting down the menu to the side. “why are you hiding your face from me, beautiful?” your face heated up at the pet name. “you make me nervous, i cant help it.” you said feeling quite bashful, he took your hand in his, tracing light figures on your palm. “believe me when i say i’ve been nervous this whole time.” you both laughed at that, it helped to diffuse the awkward tension between you both knowing that you were both nervous as each other.

dinner flowed smoothly after that as you grew comfortable with each other again, the usual banter and jokes resumed and you truly felt at home with jean. apart from the silence that was shared when you were eating, you were talking non stop and even at times when you felt like you were saying too much, he looked at you with so much adoration, wordlessly telling you to keep going. you’ve never felt so relaxed during a date before it was weird not having to condense parts of you to seem likeable when it seemed that jean liked every part of you.

one of the reasons that you wanted to dine at the restaurant for so long was for its infamous beach views. the moon hung lowly in the distance as you and jean walked down the beach, hand in hand as you talked about everything and anything. he suddenly broke out into a sprint heading straight first to the water, you had no choice but to follow him. you shuddered as you walked into the cold waters trying to find him. jean pulled you towards him making you shriek as you felt his cold hands rest on your waist. “why did you do that!” you smacked his shoulder playfully, he laughed in response. “didn’t mean to scare you, beautiful.”

he pulled you even closer, you were now breaths apart which made the moment more intimate. “how can i make it up to you, hm?” he asked softly, his eyes boring into yours as he held you in his arms. “i think i know just the trick.” he smiled softly before he picked you up and pressed his lips against yours gently and for a moment the world disappeared around you leaving you and jean in your own bubble. his lips were surprisingly warm considering how cold his hands were. “you’re forgiven.” you smiled as you pulled away from him, brushing the wet strands of hair away from his face. “good, because i wouldn’t want to be on your hitlist.” he said, laughing as he finally carried you out of the water.

[pineappleciders]

heyy first of all its me the fucked up dream anon (now going by dream anon how original) second of all ive decided im going to learn about south park purely through your work so can i get some tweek (ive latched onto that boy) and whoever else you want (probably the main boys) with a reader (all platonic ofc) who's got that #anxiety? thanks even if you dont do it <33

🌌🌟/dream anon

main 4 + tweek with a reader who has anxiety; platonic headcanons

A/N: haii :3 i apologize if this like, distorts your vision of the characters or something. i am so glad you are being converted to the religion of tweek!!!!!!

TRIGGER WARNING: anxiety disorders, light mental health topics, paranoia, panic/anxiety attacks, death mention on kennys part

stan marsh

i think stan has a normal amount of anxiety. like he's so regular. he's your average joe

like he gets anxious over tests, and giving speeches, and over wendy. other than that he doesn't experience it to the extent of a disorder

so it might be a little difficult for him to imagine getting anxious over simple things like ordering food and stuff like that

he'll try his best to listen though, although he'll probably try to kinda reason with you, esp if you're feeling paranoid or something

"dude, i checked twice, it's locked. relax, man."

he'll try to distract you, by playing games and watching stuff, and just generally kinda trying to be funny to take your mind off of things

if you're having a panic/anxiety attack, he kinda panics too at first, before quickly pulling you away and asking what's wrong. he is sweating very hard

if you're unresponsive, he tries to stay calm but is honestly considering calling an ambulance. like he thinks you're having a stroke

"shit, a panic attack? uh, okay, errr.... take deep breaths, okay? in.. and out. in.. and out. okay, that's good.."

he looks up grounding techniques on his phone and relays them to you until you calm down and catch your breath. he like sends you images off of google of the 5 senses technique randomly and says he figured you'd need it someday

he tries to keep your anxiety in mind, and might slip up sometimes, but for the most part he tries to be careful with his words and actions as to not worry you. he shows his care in subtle ways!!

kyle broflovski

he tries to kinda. logic it out a bit. like if you're feeling insecure he tells you how unrealistic it is for someone to think about one random passerby's appearance forever

he does feel bad though. he doesn't completely understand, but whenever he's feeling insecure he tends to get really anxious about people at school

he usually gets anxious whenever he's doing something wrong or sneaking out. like he's actually sweating and shitting his pants thinking about what his mom will do to him if she finds out

he'll encourage you to order food for yourself, to get yourself out there more, and if you succeed he'll pat your shoulder and smile a lil

if you don't want to, he might dramatically sigh but he'll do it anyways. cuz he knows how hard it is

i do think he'd get a little anxious about asking workers for help and stuff, but he'll be the bigger person... he supposes... smh my head...

when you have an panic attack for the first time, he's like really confused and gets super concerned that you're having a heart attack, and pulls his phone out to dial your parents or 911

"i'm here for you dude! listen- hey, listen to me. it's okay. can- can you-"

he tries to talk to you to de-escalate it, but he gives up and has his hand on your back, while looking up what the fuck to do

'friend havign panjc atgack what to do'

if you're okay with it, he probably talks to your parents about it. he doesn't really trust himself to be able to always calm you down, so he encourages getting outside/professional help

he does try though, and he'll always be there for you in different ways!! like when you need help with something or just need company to distract you, he's at ur door with his xbox 360

eric cartman

you can tell that eric gets a little uncomfortable if you're freaking out or feeling anxious. whether it's because he actually feels bad or just doesn't know how to handle your emotions, you'll never know

but either way, he'll probably just like. sit next to you like "dude, what's up with you?" or in other cases he'll sneakily slip out of the room unseen

he does try to be kinda logical about it, but that's solely because he physically can't speak words of comfort.

"i mean, dude, be seriously. nobody cares about you that much to notice." you speak such kind words eric!!

he doesn't really like it when things get serious, so he'll generally try to transition the situation into something more casual. like he'll try to ease your (his) mood by getting snacks and playing games together, or even begging his mom to take you both to KFC

if you have a panic attack, all of his alarms are blaring and his brain is screaming flight!!!!! flight!!!! run the fuck away!!!!

and he probably tries to, but when you notice him and call his name he physically deflates

he awkwardly turns around and slowly strolls over. "Y/N... heeeeeeey... what's up... duuude..." you can hear the strain in his voice

if it gets to be too much, as in you won't stop hyperventilating or can't breathe, he'll probably alert an adult or take you to the nurse or something. he tells himself it's because he doesn't want to be a suspect of your death

if ur having trouble ordering food he'll gladly take ur place and make a scene to get all eyes on him. "erm excuthe me they athed for no pickleth🤓"

other than when you're voicing your anxiety, he probably treats you the same. i don't really think he'd take advantage of your anxiety unless you were like. butters or heidi or something and he was really trying to get you to do something for him or just trying to. stick himself in your mind. because he's a narcissist and he loves that!!

kenny mccormick

he doesn't relate necessarily, but he definitely understands.

he lives a lot of his life in fear of his next death, and is constantly praying it be quick and painless

kenny is more of a reserved fella, but not really shy or anxious. so if you're having trouble speaking up or ordering something he'll step up and do it gladly!!

i think he'd be pretty decent at comforting. like he'll pat his hand on your back and speak assuring, muffled words

"mm, mmph mmph mmmph! mmph mph mph mmmfmf mmf mph mph mmph!" (aww, it'll be okay. i'll walk you every step of the way, buddy!)

he tries to take your emotions into consideration more, and grabs your hand and squeezes it sometimes if you need a boost of confidence. sometimes he forgets your anxiety and says something rude and feels really bad about it

when you're having a panic attack, he's honestly really scared and expects you to start foaming at the mouth or something

he'll hesitate, but he'll pat your back and try to help you with grounding techniques. the 5-4-3-2-1 in particular is his favorite, and he'll tell you how to do it in like a rlly sweet and calming voice

he's still spooked though, and gets you a water bottle and like a washcloth. he's incredibly thankful you aren't dying or anything

kenny is very good at comforting! sometimes all it takes is a simple moment of eye contact and seeing his eyes crinkle that gives you a surge of calmness you didn't know you needed

tweek tweak

tweek is no outsider to anxiety and stress. he's literally a living beehive with all that damn vibrating

to anyone else, it would seem like tweek had a severe anxiety disorder, or even ADHD. but it turns out it's just a result of his crippling meth addiction and caffiene overdoses

he tries to think about what craigs taught him, about grounding techniques and how to handle a panic attack, and tries to apply those for you

he's shakily take your hand and wrap you in a blanket, making you hot cocoa and helping you slowly come back to your senses

"okay, okay, what are 5 things you can touch? or- no- AGH! was it 5 things you see- hear? no, ACK! i can't remember!"

most of the time if you're feeling on-edge about something, his main goal will be to just listen to you talk and validate your feelings. he doesn't really make it a point to give you advice or try to be logical, unless you directly ask for it

he's great at listening!!! he also doesn't trust his own advice enough to say it to someone else.

he really tries to think hard about what comforts him when he's anxious, and so he tries to use the tactics for you. for instance, he tries to help you get into a hobby like painting to have a bit more control over yourself

hc that tweek loves to draw with crayons so he'll make little drawings of you and him as stick figures being all happy and give them to you. as a treat

overall he is very attentive, and cares a lot. he tries his very best to be there for you, and a lot of the time that results in you two just hanging out or gaming together, so you can both get your mind off of things for a while. it makes him happy to be able to be there for someone else like craig was for him

[mikalame]

can u pls do 2007 tom and f!reader having an angry love confession that ends up with sex but it's the f!readers first time doing it? btw i love ur writing sooo much!! 🩷

First time

taglist: @violentnewmarley @saumspam

"GOD ___, YOU DIDN'T SEE HOW HE WAS LOOKING AT YOU!" tom yells, trying to defend him from the situation he got himself into back at the club the two of them went to as the others were off doing something else.

"SO DOESN'T MEAN YOU PUNCH THE GUY, HE WAS NICE" ___ yells back confused on why tom punched the guy she was talking to, the guy who had been cracking jokes, though they weren't funny it was the thought that counts.

"SURE, THE ONLY REASON HE WAS NICE WAS CAUSE YOUR ASS WAS PRACTICAL BEGGING FOR ATTENTION" immetatly regretting what he said and pit formed in his stomach from the words, he really did feel bad, he was just so jealous and seeing you talk to that dimwit got him so angry, mabey it was the alcohol that made him lash out, thats what toms gonna blame it on.

"W-WHY DO YOU CARE SO MUCH HUH" "BECAUSE I LOVE YOU AND, FUCK I GET SO JEALOUS WHEN YOUR LAUGHING CAUSE SO IDIOT SAID SOME HALF ASS JOKE" He yells his eyes widening after realising what he had said, he stutters trying to back track before soft lips were on his own.

Realising she was kissing him he pushed back, opening his mouth making hers open as well making there tongues fight for dominance (ew), tom wins all the adrenaline from confessing forcing itself out.

He grabs her butt patting it signalling that he wanted her to jump up, she took the hint hopping up, his hands how holding her firmly as he walks them over to his room in the hotel.

They keep kissing when they're in the room before he chucks her on the bed, he crawls on top of her, his thigh opening her own up, placing his leg between the two just where she needed it.

His hands move slowly up her top, making sure that if she needed to say no she could but with no complainants he decides to go for it and grope her boob over her bra, snaking the other own to undo the clip, beofre sliding the straps off along with her top, throwing it over his shoulder, in one smooth motion he takes his own off aswell

when looking back at the girl he sees she has her arms covering her tits "i haven't done this before tom... im kinda nervous" she mutters looking away embarrassed, wondering if he would think less of her now that he knows shes a virgin.

"That ok baby, ill make sure you feel good, so good" he says kissing down her neck leaving purple marks on it, finding her sweet spot and attacking it wanting her so feel as good as possible.

"Move your arms baby please, i love all of you" he whispers into her neck pulling her arms away slowly.

Once her arms are fully pulled away they cling onto his neck tracing patterns onto his tan skin, focusing on the feeling hes giving her, her eyebrows knitted together mouth slightly apart, enough to let his know he doing a good job.

He pulls back to admire his handy work, her neck littered in different shades of purple. He leans down again placing soft kisses on her chest and stomach before reaching the wait line of her low-rise jeans, just hours before he wished about this moment and now he actually doing it, he prays to what ever god there is that this isnt a dream.

"Please tom i need you" she groans pulling her jeans off impatiently, leaving her panties on though wanting him to pull them off, he pulled them off slowly, not pulling his eyes for her own.

"Fuck Schatzi, you dont know what your doing to me" Tom groans before placing wet kisses around her inner thigh sucking slightly in some areas.

"Please tom, dont tease" she whines, moaning when he finally kiss where she needs it, her hands clinging on his dreads when he starts using his tongue, his nose budging against her clit sending waves of pleasure all though out her body.

She hears some groaning from tom, looking up from her spot seeing him grinding against the bed, his thick eyebrows knitted together, his hand slowly moving to her heat, a finger prodding at her entrance before sliding in when he pulls his face away from her heat.

"There we go baby" he praises slowly trusting his finger in and out using his other hand to rub tight circles on her clit, making her back arch up from the bed, Tom adds another feeling his finger pump in and out smoothly from her.

"Tom please hurry, want you now" she whines her hands gripping the bed sheets tightly, "i know baby but i need to stretch you out before, or else it gonna hurt like a bitch" tom chuckles to himself.

A few minutes of this goes by ___ whines and moans getting louder and louder turning tom on even more before she can even start to beg again he takes his fingers out licking them clean before undo his belt and taking him boxers and jeans off, instant relief washes over him as he cock hits his stomach.

He crawls on top of her again rubbing his tip over her pussy collecting her wetness before pressing into her warmth, groans make there way through his throat tilting his head back enjoying the feeling, his ears picking up the little squeal ___ did moving his head down to check that she was okay.

Her breathing was heavy, knitted eyebrows, and knuckles white from holding the sheets so tightly, Tom leans down whispering sweet praises into her ear rubbing her soft skin.

"Please move tommy" she gasps out trying to regain her breathing, her arms wrapped over his neck, scratching lightly when he did some shallow thrusts becoming harder when he really starts to fuck her.

She moans loudly, her hand trying to grip something frantically when tom starts going faster he whispers how good she feels.

"Ah, fuck tom, so good.." she trails off her eyes rolling back, he grabs her thighs pushing them onto her chest, now ploughing in and out.

"Ha, yes right there... oh god yes" She moans loud "yeah r-right there baby" he groans back the knot in his stomach forming faltering some of his thrusts.

"Tom im-im gonna-" her moan cuts her off, back arching and nails digging deeper into his skin is enough for him, he pumps into her a few more times riding out her high before quickly pulling out pumping himself a few times and then cumming all over her stomach.

"be mine" he whispers looking down at the girl who was wiping off his cum, his heart beating nervously, a fear of getting rejected bouncing all around his head.

"you really think that i would just give anybody my virginity tom, i was yours as soon as you kissed back" she giggles kissing him sweetly.

Hope you guys like, i have major writers block so im really glad for this request please send more love you all

[wasyago]

i loveeee gillion and jays friendship and feel it is not talked about enough, any thoughts about them and their dynamic ?

yesssssssssss bro they're so good

like, again, haven't finished listening yet, so i might be wrong about things, but. they have so many similarities, but they're different, but they get each other, you know?

they both grew up in highly militaristic environments, with Jay's family being The Ferins with a lot of honor to uphold, and with Gillion being trained by the elders who had too much to ask of him. and they know how it feels to have this pressure, to have someone you despise expect something of you, to not be able to say no no matter how hard you try. jay becomes a pirate and stands up against her family, not because she hates them but because she wants them to be better and to understand that there are good people on both sides. gillion gets exiled for doing what he was taught and he learns that there's more to it, that there are two sides to his prophecy of equal value.

i just think there's something there. how both gill and jay were taught that people or pirates are evil, and how they both become "evil" only to find out that they were taught wrong. and how jay makes an effort to not be like her family, to not just claim the other side evil and kill it, but to try to understand and make peace. but gillion still thinks navy is evil. and how gillion stood up to elders and overcame his fear and was able to believe in himself and speak his mind. but jay still falls into this trap and is unable to respond to her family. and how both gill and jay see this in each other and try to support and help, because they trust each other so much... gill being there and helping when jay's grandma called, jay telling gill that accidents happen and they still love and care about him, just. augh.

and that moment in the block where gill let jay shoot him because he believed in her and he knew how hard it was for her to go against the authority like that. (which now thinking about it, maybe wasn't the best choice. like, giving your friend trauma over shooting and killing you when they couldn't do otherwise maybe wasn't the best play, but hey, it happens)

and how gillion always trusts jay in decision making, "tell me how to fix it and I'll do it" type of deal. and how jay always trusts in gillion's devotion and strength, no matter how stupid it is. how jay knows that gillion is gullible and often very vulnerable mentally, and she doesn't take advantage of it and instead makes sure that gillion knows she's on his side. how jay keeps teaching gill things and explaining what he might be confused about. like, legit, my favorite moment from the block arc is them walking in the dessert and jay casually in the background explaining to gill what a bear is. like, its the sweetest thing ever and ever, they're not in a situation with bears, there's no need to do it, jay just shares random facts with him and i LOVE it.

and that moment after jay's (first?) dream about being burned by the sun, where gill immediately comes running and sits beside her and tries to figure out what hurts and how to help. so sweet.

they're just. so friends i dont know how to explain it. they're siblings. they're gossip girls. they're a menace to chip. they're chilling. i can just imagine them talking and sharing facts about undersea and oversea. i can imagine gill waking up from a nightmare and coming to sleep by jay's side because she's safe. i can imagine jay going to hug gill when she feels anxious. i can imagine gill and jay sitting in comfortable silence while jay is tinkering and gill is doing something of his own. i can imagine them swapping foods when one doesn't like theirs. i can imagine them casually holding hands when they go somewhere. i can imagine them getting weirdly obsessed over a book and always referencing it and making inside jokes that no one understands. they're like lilo and stitch to me bro. im gonna go cry now.

[cyber-celeste]

All Twst Characters with a S/O who likes J-fashion

A/N:

Um hi i know i havent been active like at all for a few months especially right after i started matchups but a lot of things have been going on in my personal life such as me recovering from anorexia and self harm at the same time not to mention my home life is super shitty so i hope i can get back on schedule and ill update some stuff

Warnings : i am not the most knowledgable on j-fashion but it has been my special interest since i was 7, i use different j fashions for each dorm,Fem reader, maybe mischaracterization, no sebek

Heartslabyul(Yami)

Yami kawaii, translating to sickly cute, takes doctors equipment, stuff used by the mentally ill, and cute clothes to promote mental health awareness in japan.

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle doesn’t seem to be very interested in fashion at all so seeing you at first it might confuse him

Before he overblots he may not understand or even accept the style but after he will be at least interested in it

When figuring what yami kawaii is about he is very intrigued he doesnt understand that most fashion trends/styles have true and nice meanings such as bringing awareness to mental health

He doesnt really understand why someone would dress outwardly “different” but that doesnt mean he doesnt think it looks good

He’ll get you little gifts of accessories, shoes, skirts, dresses, etc on random occasions

Trey Clover

Trey may be a little caught off guard when he first sees the fashion but he doesnt think anything bad about it

He really likes that it promotes mental health awareness but he was super concerned at first without knowing that

He’ll help you dye your hair

Trey doesn’t really see anything wrong with dressing in what makes you happy

If anyone makes fun of you or stares he’ll defend you in any situation

Overall 8/10 nice guy

Cater Diamond

Cater is surprised like everyone else yet he is excited to talk to you about it more

He might even try out Yami Kawaii with you for magicam or just for fun

He makes you do OOTD for his magiciam

He defends you in comments dream man am i right

He’ll, for a special occasion, buy you like tons of Yami kawaii clothes

Deuce Spade

He doesn’t really mind different styles unless it hurts yourself or others

Deuce gets super scared if you use like nooses, bandages or fake blood/scaring in coords

He doesnt really love fashion all that much, he probably just wears whatever is most comfortable, but he likes seeing your outfits a lot

Deuce is super protective in general since you are the first person to just treat him normally so if anyone made fun of your outfit in anyway he’ll confront them

He likes showing you off to his mom in a ton of ways not just for your appearance

Ace Trappola

He called you emo the first time he saw a coord

Seriously i dont think he cares at all like anyone can wear what they want so why does that stop when you wear something different?

He does tease you though

Any time you dress up for a date, for school, or any other event where you can dress up expect him to be teasing you the whole way

Savannaclaw (Gyaru)

Gyaru was started in the early 2000s as a movement against japans beauty standard on women, they instead of staying pale and modest tanned and wore all the less modest and bright clothes they wanted! Styles like mamba and ganguro were started by girls who liked the movement while a style, kogal, was started by rich highschool girls who could do whatever they wanted.

Leona Kingscholar

I know i keep saying this but leona does not give a shit what you wear

He does admire the effort you put into your appearance everyday, plus your a girl so he already has a ton of respect for you

If you are more a extreme style gal he may think its a little bit of an eye sore but he still thinks its good that you can express yourself despite others opinions

If you have a more toned down style then he may not even expect you were a gyaru (if he even knows what that is 💀) probably just thought you were some popular girl but doesnt even say anything

No matter what ever substyle you aren’t gonna be bullied, teased or even have anything some what bad said about you ever.

Ruggie Bucchi

He thinks you spend to much money on it you should spend that much on him

He doesnt care about aesthetics or fashion he just wears what he can buy or what is most efficient

He does think that the effort you pit in everyday is admirable

Jack Howl

Wow yet again someone who does care about fashion

He finds it pretty inefficient for PE or any physical work at all

Thats why he helps you with all that!

He’s interested in how it started and less about the actual makeup and outfit part of about it, but that doesnt mean he doesnt care about it.

Octavinelle (mori kei)

Mori kei tends to keep a more natural and forest like color Palette, the style focuses on layers and they try to add as many layer they can!!

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul cares about looking elegant so people take him seriously but seeing you dress like earthy pretty girl it really makes him feel… a little jealous… he’s not as confident as you but he does feel happy for you.

He loves showing you off at school or to clients

He will take silly little photos for you in front of random ass plants or trees

Your lucky to have a boyfriend that also has 2 6 foot bodyguards willing to protect you also

Jade Leech

He loves you so much

All the forest themed outfits remind him of his terrariums

He’ll go on hikes with you to take photos of your coords

He’ll buy you a little mushroom dress or shirt

Floyd Leech

He cares about shoes and thats about it

If you wear something with mushrooms he’ll act a little disgusted ngl

He doesnt care about what you wear he cares more about what you are like as a person

Scarabia (cult party kei)

Cult party kei usually consists of white and accents of red to resemble purity and slight signs of evil

Kalim Al-Asim

Expect tons of clothes

I means tons of clothes, hes rich as hell and will fund all your hobbies and interests

Hes very sweet about your fashion he likes to show you off and just loves talking to you about cult party kei

He helps you with coords all the time

Jamil Viper

He doesnt care about what you wear 💀

Nah seriously he cares about how you act more than how you look cuz hes a decent human

He does think your style is cute, maybe a little risky for going outside with all that white, but he likes all the flowly dresses

Piomefiore (kawaii)

Kawaii fashion is about wearing what truly makes you happy which in their case is bright pastel colors and, as some would say, childish clothes.

Vil Schoenheit

He is a little taken aback at first… he’s seen the style, not a lot, and he doesn’t know how to feel about it.

I mean he obviously warms up to it, he even thinks its adorable.

He loves helping you with makeup and coords.

He shows you off on magicam and isnt afraid to admit you two are in a relationship

Rook Hunt

Rook is insufferable with all his comments

He is too nice

Both in french and english he tells you how pretty and cute you are on the daily

He knows like every brand you wear and recommends you 10 more totally not bc he stalks you

Epel Felmier

You guys are like kind of the opposite

You being very cute and wanting to be cute and him being very… not as manly physically… and wanting to be manly instead of cute

He likes you dressing really feminine and cute because it makes him look more manly

Ignihyde (Visual Kei)

Visual kei is all about shock, the whole point of it is to shock the beauty standard, these people will wear dark clothes and big face paint that almost looks like corpse paint.

Idia Shroud

Idia loves visual kei tbh but having a S/O who likes visual kei??? Hes actually dying on the floor currently

Bro is confused how he got someone so cool to like him

He likes all the makeup he’ll even let you put it on him

He loves how you look and would show you off if he wanted to go outside

Diasomnia (Decora kei)

Decora kei is all about decorating your body a lot.

Malleus Draconia

Malleus isn’t used to many things in recent times even decora which came about a while ago

He does like the style on you, it makes you stand out and look very unique

He’ll let you put little hair clips in his hair and he’ll wear them all around

He doesn’t mind anything you wear because you truly have been the sweetest to him in all the school (maybe besides Diasomnia)

Lilia Vanrouge

Lilia knows what decora kei is

He likes j-fashion i dont make the rules

He’ll help you dress up and help with any acessories you cant reach or simply dont want to do

A good 8/10 great war criminal bf

Silver

Silver doesnt really care what you wear i mean its not really his place to say anything about it whether he likes it or not

That saying he loves decora and compliments you all the time

He may think it would be uncomfortable but if it makes you happy he wont stop you

[nostalgiclittlespace]

your post on regression grief hit me hard. i recently had a moment where for a couple hours i so vividly went back to when i was a kid, when it was the spring leading into summer during middle school and we all gathered in the open grassy field and played games. music played. the smell of the season was full of joy. ive been having more and more moments like this. the older i get and the more trauma i endure, the more i find myself having moments where i regress and cling to my tiger plushie and find myself talking a certain way. i go back to reliving these memories and its so comforting and simple.

Regressing is entirely new to me. i was told its something bad and “problematic”, so i was really scared when i started to put two and two together. do you have any advice for someone newly discovering this part of themself? (i know this is a heavy question so its okay if you dont!!)

Hi, friend ❤️❤️❤️ First of all, I have the impulse to say that I’m sorry for all the stress you’re under. While regression can be a very joyful thing, the side of it you usually see on the internet, it can also be that crushing, confusing grief. I hope some of what I’ll say can help.

First, I completely understand where you’re coming from. For me personally, regression is revisiting childhood because adulthood is hard and being a kid is just so much easier. Sometimes it feels like that’s the only safe place. Those memories are precious, and they are happy. (Some of my favorites are when I remember playing with my siblings, running around my backyard. Those were my favorite days)

My first piece of advice is that it’s okay to cling onto those memories and regress with them. It’s okay to have that bittersweet sting as you remember how simple life used to be. No matter who you are and what your situation is growing up is it’s own kind of trauma—suddenly being faced with responsibility and work, when it seemed only yesterday we didn’t have to worry about a thing. So, it’d natural to miss those easy times, and to wish for the, back. If that make you regress, then that’s okay.

I am actually fairly new to regression as well. I started trying age dreaming a year or so ago to try and cope with stress (with moderate success), but it wasn’t until the past few months that I’ve actually started to do regress routinely and consider myself a member of the community. I will admit that before I framed my regression negatively. I felt almost ashamed of myself for not handling my stress in a “typical fashion”. Which brings me to my next piece of advice. There is nothing wrong with regression. If you’ve been on this side of the Internet for long enough, I’m sure you’ve heard it before, but I’m saying it again. Age regression is completely okay, it is a valid coping mechanism.It takes time to let go of those negative outlooks and preconceptions (believe me, I know) But you have Avery supportive, kind, and fun community agere, and we’d all be happy to help you however we can.

For me, the best way to get comfortable with regressing was to take baby steps. It doesn’t have to be grand gestures like decorating your bedroom as a nursery (tho if that’ll make you more comfortable, then go for it!) personally, I started small. Watching Disney movies. Sleeping with a stuffed animal every night. Coloring with crayons and coloring books instead of my fancy colored pencils. Eventually, it became natural.

However I would also like to point out that not all regression is sunshine and rainbows (unfortunately.). It’s also that space where we recognize our trauma through a child’s perspective, and that’s hard. It’s okay and normal for regression to be difficult or painful.

Nonetheless, it’s important to take care of those feelings. remember that you deserve this safe place.

I think the most important thing I can say is to indulge in it. Your mind will thank you. Personally, I’ve honestly been handling life so much better, recalling lost childhood memories I would have forgotten about, and just generally feeling happier since I’ve allowed myself to regress when I need to.

I hope some of this was helpful. Sorry if it was a bit scatterbrained. If I think of anything else, I’ll edit this later. And If you need anything else, whether to ask some more questions or just need a listening ear, I’m always available! ❤️❤️❤️❤️ Lots of love to you, friend, sending lots of warm, happy vibes your way

-Marty 💙

[httpslexii]

hiii! can you please write some hsfw hcs about sapnap? 💖

₊ ๑ ˗ˏˋ Sapnap nsfw hcs

Sapnap x fem!reader

tw: smut;)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*⋆·˚ ༘ *⋆.ೃ࿔*:: *✧･ﾟ:*⋆·˚*⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

You can't tell me he's not a man who gives blowjobs, like he is obsessed with you once he starts he doesn't stop, overstimulating you pushing you to the limit

Sapnap is a thighs man DENY ME, he would be looking at them all day, playing with them when they both fuck, holding them to go faster or just to annoy you when he eats you out, and if you squirt??? Oh god get ready he won't stop before you give him others.

"Please Sap I'm gonna.." you gasped "Yes darling?" He sees you with those fucking eyes you turn back tour face when he continue fingering your cunt "Sap, sap please I'm gonna cum so good" you cry in the pillow after that you close your eyes the pleasure ran through your whole body shuddering and when you open your eyes again you see him smiling at you "that was crazy baby can you do it again?" he asked "what? Yes?" your confused voice made him laugh "I suppose you could"

Think of his beard scratching you while he mouths your pussy, stimulating you.

He LOVES literally loves when you ride his face, holding your thighs so you don't run away from him and overstimulating you

"Sap please" you cry "I can't" watching how he sees you from below. "You can and you will, babe" he said with his hoarsely voice going back to his action.

Its a missionary man, he likes the cowgirl and spooning, he is fine with trying different things but trying not to hurt yourself too much (like knife kink and others).

While he fucks you he likes to take you in his hands and give you long kisses, also he likes to hold your hand above your head his other hand is in your hips and sometimes on your abdomen squeezing it when he sees his bulge inside you.

"C’mon babe i know you can give me one more…" He said with his hands on your hips fucking you deep "Sap- oh fuck sooo good..." His speed was almost bestial, your tits bounced and tears of pleasure felling down your cheeks for being overstimulated "so good for me princess, just let it go out, cum with me i know you can honey" He saidwhile filling you with his warm cum.

He LOVES your tits, holding them squeezing them and licking them also he sometimes take a nap too in them.

He likes see you when he's fucking you, he likes to leave hickeys on your neck, he likes receive them too. You have make up him so they don't appear on their streams (sometimes he forget because he dont care them so the chat its crazy).

Fuck in the bathroom or his bedroom covering your mouth because Dream and George are in the house.

I could say that he likes to fuck on the couch when George and Dream go somewhere outside the house, and if they come back he just pulls your skirt down and continues fucking you.

"Sap they are back" you gasped "I don't care sweetheart, come on you can do it without moaning"

If you sleep over at his house and go get a glass of water, he will follow you and hug you from behind scaring you, then he will start a make-out session that will end with you on the counter while he eats you outside and then fucks you covering your mouth.

"Stop moaning love, we don't want George and Dream to find out, right?" He said covering your mouth, fucking you faster and harder "where do you want it?" He asked coming down to kiss your body "Shit, in-inside pleasee, fucking me so good" you said grabbing the sheets in your fist "you're so tight cutie, I'm going to cum in this nice tight fucking pussy"

He has a lottt of kinks

Teasing, overstimulation, orgasm control/denial, size, hair pulling, switch probably, sweet and dirty talk, fuck in the mirror, breeding...

And that's all for now(? I hope you like it:)

[jaehyunsprincesspeach]

awh!!! the love at first sight is too cute that i had to request a little something...

anyways, you know this like trope (does it even count as one?), where like person A keeps on dreaming / thinking this particular "imaginary" person not knowing that that person actually exist?!? and then they just like run into them at somewhere where there isn't much time to like plan i guess? example, person A is about to miss the last train or something when they just walk past this person and be like, wait a minute, isn't that person who i kept dreaming / thinking about??? :0 and then person B is just confused cause why is person A acting like they've met before ykwim? so like that but it's the scenario where skz members keeps dreaming/ thinking about this person they don't even know existed and then actually running into them one day in a really "rushed" scenario lol

so so sorry for the lengthy word vomit, i got carried away :( and remember to take your time and take veryyyy good care of yourself otherwise i'll hunt you down >:( /hj

i’m obsessed with this !! thank you so much for the request , i’m sorry it took so long but I hope you enjoy !!

apologies in advance, this is a bit lengthy, but i hope it fits each member !! feedback is always appreciated 🤍

all the love ~ lunar

Am I Dreaming?

skz ot8 x reader

warnings : super fluff

scenario: he can’t stop thinking about you, and the worst part is, he doesn’t even know if you truly exist. with the number if people he sees everyday, its hard to remember names or faces, but out of nowhere, you appeared in his dreams. weeks have gone by, and you are there every night, a face without a name, without a voice, still, a face that he longs to meet. a face that he longs to memorize and learn more about. a face of someone he thinks would change his life, if you truly exist. for weeks, you are in his dreams, to the point that now wherever he goes, he looks for you. in crowded rooms, in quiet coffee shops, even in the crowds at his concerts, he’s always looking for you. after a few months his hope slowly drifts away, leading him to believe you are simply part of his imagination. one random day, he’s rushing around with the rest of his team, Stray Kids, trying to get through the crowd of fans outside of their show, and back to their hotel. fans swarmed the front doors of the hotel, and they are pushed inside, where you are waiting to simply leave for a meal, which proves to be impossible with the number of screaming fans outside. how you managed to book a room at the same hotel as Stray Kids is a shock to you, but seeing what they are going through right now, you quietly sit in the lobby, not wanting to make them more stressed than they already must be. finally, the group manages to burst through the doors, practically stumbling through the lobby, as the hotel security does their best to keep the fans outside. that’s when he sees you.

Bang Chan

Chan would be counting his children, when he sees you sitting in the lobby. you are reading something on your phone, trying to ignore the curiosity of the commotion that is unfolding right in front of you. he would finish what he needed to do before approaching you, shyness evident in every movement, but confident enough to approach a complete stranger.

“excuse me, im sorry to interrupt you, but have we met before? this may be weird, you just look very familiar…” he would say, trying not to startle you, or make you uncomfortable.

“I dont think we have… im y/n.” you say with a gentle smile.

its the smile that makes him realize you are the person from his dreams. he would introduce himself, and try to have a conversation with you, before being pulled away. before he leaves, he would make sure to get your phone number, saying that he would love to get to know you more over a cup of coffee. i feel like he would want to text you right away, but he waits till a few hours passed before asking for your room number, emphasizing that its not what you think it is, but five minutes later there is a knock at the door, and when you open it, you are greeted with chocolate covered strawberries, and a note that says “surprise, I hope you enjoy, can’t wait to talk with you more”. I think it’s safe to say, you were swept off your feet immediately, even after the rather rushed introductions.

Lee Know

oh goodness, this man is upset. he loves his fans with his entire heart, but after a long day, he wants to simply enjoy a quiet area, reading a book that he has been putting off for a while now. when he stumbles through the door, he keeps his composure very well, though it is evident that he is not in the greatest mood with all of the commotion that he just had to make his way through. he sees you as Chan is doing a head count, making sure that everyone is accounted for, and he simply cannot take his eyes away from you. I don't think he would approach you right away, but when you catch him staring, and give him a smile, he might finally walk over and start talking.

"Im sorry, I don't mean to stare, you just look really familiar."

"That's okay, im y/n"

the two of you would have a very light conversation, mostly him explaining what was happening outside, and what all the commotion is, and then Chan would drag him away. Lee Know would ask the person at the front desk to send chocolates or some sort of dessert to your room, with a note that tells you to meet in a specific area of the lobby to talk some more. hes really not sure what this feeling is, but he simply cannot bring himself to stay away from you. from the first interaction, he wants to talk with you for as long as he possibly can, even if he has to risk getting into trouble.

Changbin

Changbin would simply stop functioning the second he sees you, but contrary to Lee Know, I think he would approach you rather quickly. he knows you are the person he has been dreaming about, but he doesn't want to come off as weird, so he would gently ask if he has met you before.

"excuse me, have we met before?"

"I don't think so, but im y/n! its nice to meet you!"

he wouldn't have too much trouble, and lucky for him, he happened to be wearing a shirt that accentuated his muscles (hehehe hes totally trying to flex without being obvious about it). rather than being dragged away, he would ask why you're in the lobby in the first place, and would offer to escort you wherever you are going. when he finds out you are trying to go get food, he immediately takes you to the concierge to order, and goes on his way, leaving with your number of course.

Hyunjin

Hyunjin gets so nervous omg !! you would catch his eye, and he would just stare at you for a minute trying to connect the dots. when he does, he refuses to make eye contact, though you've already caught him staring. you would probably have to initiate any sort of conversation with him, but once the two of you start talking, he would get even more nervous.

"are you okay? your cheeks are flushed.."

"y-yeah im fine, just feels like we've met before..."

"i don't think we have, but maybe in a past life"

the two of you would start talking about theories about past lives before Chan walks over and pulls Hyunjin out of the conversation. he would ask for your number very shyly, but would spend the rest of the night texting with you about anything and everything (cute !!)

Han

Han completely stops functioning, but unlike Changbin, he wouldnt approach you at all. he would be a nervous wreck the entire time, even after you start a conversation with him, cause honestly you would have to approach him first.

"are you okay? youre staring quite a bit..."

"y-yeah"

"are you sure?"

"y-yeah"

poor baby, he really doesnt know what to do.... Chan has to literally drag him away… once he comes to terms with everything he would probably freak out about not getting your number and totally embarrassing himself… creds to Channie for getting your contact info for him, cause if not he probably would have never had the chance to speak to you again…

Felix

Felix would have no issues walking up to you. he’s sociable, but there’s no doubt that he’s nervous !! he does a fairly good job at hiding it, but the blush that dusts his cheeks, and the shy tone he speaks with totally gives it away…

“hi, i’m so sorry to bother you, but could you tell me your name? i feel like we’ve met before…”

“i don’t believe we have, but im y/n!”

please give him a gentle smile, it’ll warm his heart and calm his nerves a little bit. honestly he might not approach you immediately, as he wouldn’t want to bother you in any way, but once he decides, he sticks to it, and carries out a very gentle conversation, ending up with your number before anyone has the chance to pull him away. 100% sends you some sort of dessert with a super sweet message on it, while texting you for the rest of the night.

Seungmin

when Seungmin sees you, he would be so shocked … like big puppy eyes activated, as he tries to remember where he has seen you before. once he finally makes the connection, he would approach you. on the outside he looks confident, but honestly he’s freaking out on the inside.

“hi, this might sound weird but i think ive seen you before… can you tell me your name?”

“oh, i’m y/n! i don’t think we’ve met before though…”

he would want to get as much information about you in the short time that he has, and wouldn’t have any troubles asking for your number, but as soon as he walks away, his breath becomes heavy like he was holding it the entire time… fake it till you make it right ?

I.N.

sweet baby angel would NOT approach you. he would pull one of his hyungs aside and point you out like “hyung, she’s the girl that’s i’ve been dreaming about!” would do his best not to stare but he just finds you so mesmerizing. whoever he pulled aside would probably be the one to walk up to you first.

“hi, my friend over there thinks he knows you from somewhere … could we get your name by chance?”

“my name? y/n… but why doesn’t he come talk to me if he thinks he knows me?”

with that, his hyung would convince him to go talk to you, and as nervous and shy as he might be, the two of you would hit it off pretty well !! as he gets more comfortable, before being pulled away, he would get your contact info. i think like Chan he would wait a little bit before messaging you, so that he doesn’t come off as weird or anything like that, but the two of you would talk about literally anything and everything for the rest of the night !!