#i am a touch high rn

[princematcha]

To hell with despair, I'll tell you my warmest memory & you tell me yours, meanwhile the wolrd goes on.

i'm eight or maybe seven, my sister is six or maybe five, it's some random april day, cloudy but very warm, we sneak into this wheat field, it wasn't so big but for little us it was massive, an endless sea of vibrant green. I remember stealing some, each of us a handful, & running back home with a dog barking in the distance. We peeled the unripe wheat into big brown glass bowls, it took us so so long to just barely cover the bottom of the bowls, we ate it with a bit of salt, in two or three spoonfuls. That was the happiest i have ever been.

I have never had green wheat again in my entire life, but as i'm writing this i can taste it, very clearly, fifteen years later!

(Sorry about how random this is, i don't know what makes me want to tell you things, but i'm not going to question it. Also thank you for the playlist, it made me feel very cozy inside)

what a warm memory! i can visualize it rlly clearly w how you tell it !!!! i’ve never had green wheat but this made me want to at least try it. i’m not sure what my warmest memory is! i try to be toasty all the time but thsi is a memory i think about a bit more than others:

at least once a year until i was around nine or ten i would visit the philippines to see my family. my grandpa lived in a small village far away from cities and high in the mountains. the village was next to one of the largest rivers in the philippines, surrounded with trees that were bearing fruit every time i was there.

one year when there was a particularly bountiful season, a game i would play with my grandpa was eating a spoonful of guyabano and guessing the amount of seeds i would find. i was still learning how to count and baby hands aren’t the best at peeling or cutting fruit.

guyabano (which i recently found out it’s called soursop in english, but i never tasted it to be that sour) is a really big green fruit with a hard rind. the rind has small spikes that aren’t sharp or ridges. the inside is white and soft with smooth black seeds that are around the same size as the pad of your thumb.

i think it was near christmas when i went that year and i can still remember sitting with my grandpa under a tree to hide from the sun, him feeding me first every time before spooning more. he would ask me for a number before i started chewing, and i would push the fruit to the corner of my mouth and answer with a full mouth. then i spit out the seeds in my hands and we would count the saliva-covered seeds together.

i only eat guyabano when i’m in the philippines, i can’t wait to go back i haven’t been in 5ever

(here’s the link to the playlist i was talking abt: love’s stall it isn’t v long but it make me groove.)

also i was listenin to whole pot of jelly by pete wingfield while writing this reply and it’s making me so giggly i love it. it’s v 70’s and funky funny and i think i’m going to be listening to this on repeat for a while.

[crownedinmarigolds]

Pros of decorating my desk and shelves and electronics with fun stickers: decorated work area, fun things to look at when I space out, my daughter tells me that it's "BEAUTIFUL!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!" Cons: ??????????

[luvulyy]

me when i write a fic about getting high with zuko

[mittenlady]

me when college is less in a day but also more in a day and also wow where did my free time go wow

[cornix-the-void-crow]

Welcome to little list of Alastor headcanons that are actually technically projections, in no particular order of importance:

Has the bob because his hair tends to not grow much longer past his shoulders

Triple A battery (Aroace and agender), started as "man by default" but over time presentation slowly leans more and more into something else entirely

Habitually presents himself as having everything under control. He is not. If he wasn't busy convincing himself that he is he would have started asking how in this ever damned hell anyone believes him

Perpetual eyebags (and dark circles around eyes to some extent) that never fully leave and get significantly worse if he does not sleep

Undiagnosed slight astigmatism that causes regular headaches and perpetual squinting

On the topic of headaches, can ignore pain but it will make him easily irritable

He knows really well how easy it is to verbally or physically hurt other people, and irritability lowers his restraint towards not using the most painful insults in his arsenal significantly

Does not handle disrespect towards his work well. Technically it's a form of rejection-sensitive dysphoria but feeling hurt from it just makes him angrier and more likely to fight someone

In some cases the desire to fight people also applies if criticised work wasn't his but his friends'

He also a hypocrite in that regard cause Alastor is (sometimes unintentionally, sometimes intentionally) cruel with his own criticism of others' work

Subconsciously (sometimes consciously) refuses to process a lot of things. Such as actual reasons why he does nice things to people, why he allows certain people to live, certain aspects of his appearance, that somehow to some people every little part of him is possible object of desire

The last one is better not being thought about ever cause if he ever realises it he would disappear for more than 7 years this time

[tamagotchikgs]

i accidentally got way too high and ate a huge piece of chocolate pie n & now im just ooozooooo ozozoo ozoooo.. ...o..

[byanyan]

finished smoking & got super high and the first thing I see is a huge fucking spider on the wall behind my bed, right next to my pillow. I leave to get a cup to move him outside in, I come back and he's gone. that's how my night's going. (:

[bsaka7]

I am NORMAL about seeing family I am NORMAL I am NOT nauseous I have DEFINITELY thought about packing I TOTALLY have already done my shopping from the work gift shop

[blueprint-han]

did i make a mistake?

[russilton]

im really keeping my expectations low, but I hope the W14 is a championship winning car. I cannot stand the thought of max winning again (wouldn't surprise me if the Fia + liberty media) made sure.. although I would love a Charles - George- Lewis battle

My friend! Not to be rude! But it's literally is still 2022 where I am!

I understand always thinking about F1, I get it, but on the last night of the year I can't even slightly bring myself to give a single thought to next season! Not a solitary fuck!

Merc haven't even announced when they're ANNOUNCING the car! We have the same convo every month where someone worries about the next car at me and I shout back 'stop letting things you cannot change plague you before they even come to pass'. Tonight of all nights I'm shouting it louder! I'm not talking about the next season outside of jokes till we see the car. Y'all are banned, I will not answer anons on it!

I love y'all so much but *bruh* priorities!

[goldennika]

being complimented by another woman is such a top tier life experience

[starlightkun]

🎶🛌

[reginaofdoctorwho]

i don't even know if i WANT to finish nursing at this point, like i fucking hate college rn and it's only an associates program but like. please i am so tired professors let me fucking sleep

[faaun]

eye pain is the WORST kind . worse than teeth even maybe

[potatoesandsunshine]

aelwyn what.

[lokisivy]

Hi! Im a big fan of your work and I saw you were taking requests :) I had a smut fic idea in mind with young (before paralysis) Professor Charles Xavier x fem!student reader. Maybe you and Charles have had some flirty/sexual tension for the longest time until one night when everyone is in bed in their dorms, he reads your mind and notices that you are still awake, touching yourself and having just obscene thoughts of him till he comes into your room and takes matters into his own hands and the rest just be pure smut lmao 👀👀👀 keep up the good work!!

First of all, thank you soooo much for u liking my work. Second of all, it took me like 3 times to process what you requested. I'm ovulating rn, so I'm just so stunned.

Warnings: age gap, mind reading, slight breeding kink, reader is above 18, cursing. use of nicknames, p in v, unprotected sex, daddy kink, slight size kink. let me know if i missed anything

READERS POV

I'm a good student, I focus in class, get good grades, and am always polite to my professors. but there is this one class where I can't seem to focus no matter how hard I try.

Professor Xavier's class like right now I'm sitting in today's class what is the topic? DNA mutation blah blah blah.

he was looking and me oh his eyes were so blue like the ocean I could drown in them- Fuck he can read my mind.

GENATICS! FLOWERS! this isn't working he is smirking he knows what I'm thinking of. I bite my lips hard, trying to think of something else. His arms in that dress shirt sleeves rolled up his hands on my throat- FUCK think of something dark.

"Y/N read page 269 about Genetic mutations" the professor announced "Ahh-" fuck I didn't even have my book open shit. I used my telekinesis to open the page but it didn't I was fumbling for the page until Professor Xavier came behind me and opened the page for me.

"next time focus in class and refrain from having dirty thoughts about me," he whispers in my ears his sharp voice making me sudden goose bumps arise.

"Sorry professor. I promise that it won't happen again" I flirt looking up through my lashes and giving an innocent look.

he leans down to give me back my book "Good Girl."

With my powers, it was gonna be impossible for me to keep him out of my thoughts I was basically a magnet for him my mind like an open book for him. It doesn't matter because no matter what he was my teacher and nothing could happen between us even though I'd sell my soul to the devil for us to touch. and our age gap people would think he was a predator but at this point, I think I am the predator with the unholy thoughts I'm getting.

1:39 Am my clock read I couldn't sleep my interaction with Professor Xavier kept replaying 'having dirty thoughts about me in class'

'good girl' my hands snuck past my nightgown rubbing circles on my clit. imagining Charles bending me down the desk fucking me into oblivion 'Such a naughty girl only focusing on my cock and not the class' I imagined his rough thick accent. I pushed one finger inside me feeling the warmth it was relieving the pressure but not enough I needed more I needed him in every way possible.

3rd pov

You and Charles had always flirted with each other during office hours it was obvious in the being you were attracted to him he was very good-looking and muscular made women weak in the knee and because he could read any person's mind it made it easier for him to know when to flirt back he knew when you were sad or feeling under the weather but when the rumours started to spread around the acted tough with you in class you knew it was a show and it kept all gossip down it not like you were very young you came here after finishing high school to learn about your abilities and how to control them but you were still a student but something Charles never did was crossing the line until today he was awake trying to study a new students abilities. He wondered if you were awake and he was met but dirty thoughts that made his cock burst.

a growl came out of his throat "fuck me!" he adjusted his pants the thought of you touching yourself while thinking of him was gonna make him burst this second he started to palm his cock but could take anymore when your moans grew louder coming close to your orgasm.

Fuck it he thought and walked to your dorm room absolutely angry about the way you made him feel hands running through his hair he was gonna punish you for every time you made him hard, for every time your mischievous ass made him think about you.

He reached your room door knocking lightly not waking anyone and talked to you through your thoughts 'Open this door now!' He interrupted your fantasies making you rise in panic

Readers POV

Fuck Fuck FUCK! How did he read my mind it was 1 am everyone is asleep. I panic opening the door panting from how fast I got up.

"hey proff how you doing, bro?" I opened the door trying to act casual.

"Are you messing with me right now." It was more rhetorical than a question. He slammed the door, pining me against it.

"I-"

"What you thought you could be whore and touch yourself thinking about me and get away with it." He was frustrated both sexually and mentally "and why were you listening to my thoughts anyway I should be able to think what I want without having to worry about you getting into my head." I rolled my eyes. A part of me liked the thrill, but sometimes it was nice to have my thoughts to myself.

"You can block me out but you don't."

"It's exuasting. what you want me to masterbate and think about you and block you out." I sigh

"You don't know how hard it is for me to contain myself from letting all these thoughts of yours come true right now." He leans closer, his body towering in front of me.

Closer.

And Closer.

our lips so close but yet so far.

Till there was nothing but a fine line between our lips.

"Then make them come true." I barely got the words out.

"This is wrong." He voice became deeper

"I saved your life in Cuba professor." I whispered

"Fuck it." He said kissing me knocking the air out of my lungs, his hand come to cup my face our his toung fighting with mine. moving us towards the bed his hands roaming through my my silk PJs unbouting the buttons.

"Charles!" i moaned when his lips contact with my neck marking me plaming and squeezing my breasts, "please" I didn't know what I was pleading for but I needed the relief with the ache that was growing I was so wet aching for him to touch me.

" What darling, what do you want me to do?" he smirked, he knew what I wanted he could read my mind "I- I want you to touch me." I barely whispered my voice practricly unaudioble,"Louder darling?" he disaproved "I want you to fuck me charles like the way I was thinking about when I was touching me self on here." I run my hands through the sheets of the bed.

"Fuck my little whore wants me to fuck her," he growls, he grabs my neck and slams me down the bed causing a moan to leave me. His knee separated my legs from closing. he slid off the top I had on letting my breasts hit the cold air causing my nipples to harden. his thumb ran on my nipples rubbing and pinching. "Charles Please" I beg.

"Have I taught you nothing?" he kissed my chest slowly down to my breasts "Patience is how you achieve everything perfectly. "

"Charles Xavier if you don't fuck me right now I'll throw you against the wall." pull him by his shirt collar kissing him

"I may teach you science, but I think I need to teach you good manners." I rolled my eyes, ripping off his shirt. I stopped to take a moment to take in the sight of his toned muscles, running my fingers through his abs in awe. something inside him snapped at the way I looked at him. he immediately took down my shorts and unbuckled his pants.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked me,"Yes ever since Cuba Charles," I assured me, but something told me he was reading my mind to check if I had any doubts. "Good. Because the moment I start, I won't stop"

"Start first then we can speak about stopping because all I'm hearing is yap yap no acti--" I was interrupted by his fingers entering me all three of them. making me moan very loudly.

"Shh baby your classmates will hear you." he groans at the sight. "S-sorry."

his hands worked magic, and the rhythm was steady, hitting all the good points, building up the fire in my stomach fire that might explode any moment "Charles I'm so close." I whimpered at the loss of contact "Too bad your only gonna cum on my cock tonight" I looked down at his length it was big and thick and precum leaked out his hardness he positioned my left leg on his shoulder positioning himself and entering me at a slow excruciating pace stretching me into half.

"Fuck your so big." now I understood why he was taking it too slow his cock was gigantic that's why he walked around so confidently he is packing.

"Fuck you're tight." he groans the burn started to fade into pleasure "Charles please" probably begged for the millionth time tonight he was killing me. his pace started to grow faster "You are taking me so well darling." he praised me sending it to my pussy clenching on him tighter."Fuck Y/N!" he growls

"Charles faster" he complied going at an unforgivable pace the angle he fucked me in was make me feel all of his length he keeps hitting that spot that was about to explode any second now. my moaning became louder and harder to control probably making someone from outside hear us "Be quiet sunshine" he told me in between his rough thrusts he pinched my nipples lightly causing an overly loud moaning to come out he silenced me with a kiss and replaced his lips with his hand he gave me a warning look then removed his hands. my fingers running through his hair tugging on it tiny moans slipping out of him sending me over the edge with bliss and euphoria washing over me seeing starts in the back of my eyes. his cock twitching "Yes give me all your cum Daddy." I moaned my back arching scratches down his back. his hot warm cum filling my walls making me moan with pleasure it felt right. Charles put my legs down making me turn on my side, as I was about to sleep he grabbed my jaw. "Daddy is not done with you yet sunshine" he teases me.

"let's get you cleaned up sweetheart." he carried me to the bathroom