#i can't do this continuously i'm stressed

[sorrowful-wallflower]

Count - @into-the-jeggyverse - 641 words

Regulus was waiting in line at the busy cafe. He got off work early and wanted to surprise James with lunch. James had been stressed lately, what with work and the anniversary of his parents' murder coming up. It had been ten years, but the wound seemed to get ripped open every year by one thing or another. Regulus was determined to help him through it, no matter how long it took. He grabbed their food ten minutes later and headed home. Regulus thought about calling to make sure James was home, but he remembered James telling him that he was taking the day off and had no plans to leave the house, so he didn't. The drive to their house seemed to stretch on and on, and Regulus started to get a feeling that something wasn't right. He hit the call button on his steering wheel, calling James' cell to only receive his voicemail. That definitely wasn't good. James never shut his phone off or let it die, even if he wasn't on call. Regulus pressed the gas pedal to the floor and weaved around the cars in front of him. When he got home, he let out a small sigh of relief. James' car was in the drive, but he still rushed into the house, forgetting the food altogether. "James?" Regulus called out as soon as he opened the door. No answer. He made his way around the house, checking every room until he got to their bedroom. The door was open, but he didn't hear anything at first. That was until a choked sob came from within, and he rushed inside to find James in the corner. His knees were to his chest, and he was pulling at his hair. "Jamie?" Regulus asked quietly, moving towards him slowly so as not to spook his boyfriend. "No, no, no, no," James muttered, but didn't seem to realise that Regulus was in the room with him. Regulus knelt in front of him, taking his hands out of his hair gently and rubbing small circles into the back of them. James was breathing hard, his hazel eyes showing fear and panic, and Regulus' heart broke for him. "Jamie, I'm here, baby." James looked up slightly, seeming to have heard him. "I need you to breathe for me, okay. Can you do that for me?" James nodded subtly. Regulus pulled James' hand and set it over his own heart as he demonstrated how he needed him to breathe. "Okay, baby. Let's breathe. I'll count and you focus on matching me." "Here we go. In, one, two, three, four, and out, one, two, three, four. Good. That's good, Jamie. Again," Regulus said easily, tapping the back of James' hand with every count. It took a while, but eventually, they got James' breathing back to normal, and he seemed to be coming back to reality. Regulus wiped the tears off his cheek before he kissed him on the temple and pulled James into his lap. James fell into him without resistance. Regulus ran his fingers through his hair as they sat in the silence. James had his eyes closed as he relaxed into the feeling. After a while, James let out a heavy sigh and slowly opened his eyes, smiling slightly when he looked up to see Regulus. "Hi, baby," Regulus whispered, smiling back at his boyfriend as he continued stroking his messy curls. "Hi." "Do you want to tell me what caused the panic attack?" Regulus asked gently. "You don't have to, but I can't help if I don't know what happened." James closed his eyes again for a minute before opening them and staring at Regulus with so much pain that he wanted to kill whoever hurt him. "He found me," James whispered as a single tear fell down his cheek again.

[ventique18]

Book 7, Chapter 7, Episode 101:

So the DiaRamshackle squad landed in Ignihyde, where they meet the completely aware Idia. They had thought they got out of a dream into the "real world", but it turns out they're just outside of Lilia's dream but still within Malleus' magical domain expansion-- which is Idia's "dream" now. Proof of this is because Sebek's still wearing his armor.

At this point in time, apparently they haven't really conversed with Idia yet. Sebek barely remembers that Idia's the Ignihyde housewarden LOL.

Sebek: "... That's right! I knew I've seen that face before. You're Ignihyde's housewarden! Back at the entrance ceremony, you attended in some sort of board-like thing. This might be the first time I've seen you in proper form."

Sebek: "I am from Diasomnia, First Year, Class D, Seat 33, Sebek Zigvolt!!" WHY IS HE SO ENTHUSIASTIC LMAO

Sebek: "This dopey man right here is Silver. Second Year, from the same dormitory!!" (DOPEY DSJKNDAS HE'S BASICALLY SAYING HE LOOKS HIGH LMAO)

Idia: "Are Malleus and co.'s ears still fine from being blasted by this boombox everyday at close-range..."

Silver: "Everyone, on alert! Idia-senpai, Grim, prefect, get behind me and Sebek!"

AND SO SUDDENLY THEY'RE GETTING ATTACKED??

Idia: "Wuh?! What's this all of a sudden?! Ow, ow! I'm getting crushed between hard muscles and hard armor!"

IDIA????? IS THIS THE RIGHT TIME AND PLACE TO BE COMMENTING ON MUSCLES OMFG LMAO

So the "darkness" have come for Idia because they sensed that someone needs to be lulled back to sleep lol.

Grim: "Malleus might pop up again to say "You're awake?"..!"

Sebek: "The "darkness" are fine, though I do not know if we can win against Lord Malleus without Sir Lilia..."

"No, we are ready!"

Sebek: "Whether it be the darkness, or Lord Malleus... We will definitely strike back!!!"

Idia: "Uogh... Wai-- too close... Can't... breathe..!"

HE'S LITERALLY SHAKING BACK AND FORTH HELP

AND THEN SUDDENLY SOMEONE SPEAKS!

???: "About Malleus and the dark shadows... You don't need to worry about them for a while. I think he's spending considerable "resources" trying to get Lilia Vanrouge back to sleep."

Ortho: "Hehe, sorry for making you worry."

Apparently, Ortho's appearing in monitor mode for now because trying to appear as his usual form in Idia's dreams causes some serious errors.

Ortho: "Anyway... Everyone, brother's face is already turning blue from asphyxiation. Can you let him go now?"

So the two let go of him and Idia let's in a HUGE GASP FOR AIR

Idia: "ohh I almost descended to the underworld... Tha-thanks for the save, Ortho..."

So anyway, Sebek starts questioning the two what they mean by Malleus using up resources to put Lilia to sleep. Ortho starts the explanation by recounting events. That during Lilia's farewell party, Malleus put everyone to sleep-- no, froze time and space itself. But Ortho in particular managed to escape from the island through communications satellite. Everyone was shocked because Ortho could do something like that?! Ortho just laughs and says his "peculiarity" was helpful, because while he's not a mage and therefore cannot have a unique magic, he can transmit his "soul" through radio waves.

Sebek: "Loathe as I am to admit... but human advancement in machinery is amazing."

Silver chimes in and praises that Ortho's uniqueness is something they can never attain no matter how hard they train. Ortho moves on, explaining that he went to STYX headquarters and there, they hatched the plan for Ortho to infiltrate Sage Island in order to analyze Malleus' unique magic, Fae of Maleficence.

[homicidal-mother]

Don't get me wrong. I fucking love positive feedback of all kinds and I'm not like trying to shit on people for this but... Sometimes it's a little tiring when I very clearly make a one-shot and all anybody has to say is "Part 2???".

Please know that I'm so very glad people like it that much but occasionally I'm just like .-.

[imwritesometimes]

I just want a life where my mom isn't so much of an asshole that on like a bi-monthly basis my eyes hurt by the end of the day from crying so hard cause she's such a fuckin giant dick

[forcedhesitation]

*wheeze* slowly, but surely, working on art of them all

[todayisafridaynight]

I hope this isn't weird but earlier I was thinking about how much good artists do in the world, and so many artists don't recognize it. You bring a lot of joy to a lot of people. I've gotten a few commissions from you at this point, and every time I look at them I get so happy because, man, there was someone who took time to create something for me (I know I payed, but still!) Beyond that, I have seen when you draw little doodles just because people inspire you to eith their asks. You practiced your skill and you use it to make others happy and that's so valuable. You contribute a lot to this world just by bringing people's moods up, and I hope you recognize that. You're pretty awesome :)

t thank yuou ,....

[cimeriansparrow]

My mom got mad at me this morning bc "I never talk to her," but every time we try to really talk, it turns into a massive fight (guess what happened 15 minutes ago)

I can't even ask questions without them eventually leading down a road where she keeps cutting me off and begins to yell at me. Obviously I'm taking a tone with you. Not only am I literally just speaking to you in the way that you speak to me, but being spoken down to for 22 years really teaches you that it doesn't matter How I speak to you, you won't ever Listen. Idk. I'm tired of living in a house where I can't even try to talk to my parents about the smaller stressors that I have.

Tried to bring up what's been going on the past few months bc she accused me of being depressed and lazy and. Yeah. I was depressed for 3 months. Thank you So much for noticing. It really speaks volumes to me that you didn't say anything about it while I was going through it?? I tried explaining that a new medication (that she knew I was taking!!! I told her when I switched to it!) Was causing me immense brain fog and seriously scary suicidal ideations that I did nearly act on.

And she got pissed and started yelling bc I never talk to her, and when I asked her to stop yelling she told me that she's gonna yell because she shouldn't be made to feel like this in her own house. She just went through a massive surgery and she's had to walk on eggshells around us when we should have been taking care of her (which we did. And it fucking tears me apart that she doesn't realize how much of my own life I've given up already to make sure she's been taken care of) and she's done with tiptoeing around all of us and she just kept going and going and going and going and going because she doesn't actually ever know when to fucking stop.

No shit we don't talk. Every single time I try to talk with you it ends up like this. With me trying to calm down after stepping away after you've accused me of some wild shit and when I come back to try to talk normally you're still yelling. In fact, you're more incensed than before.

For some reason she thinks adhd medication will fix everything. Like it's some sort of cure all and I don't have a decent handle on it. And every time I bring up that I've done some research and I feel like I might be on the autism spectrum she tells me that's stupid and people are making a trend of it and that's why I feel that way and I shouldn't think that because none of us (myself and two younger sisters) are autistic.

If none of this makes any sense to anyone reading, know that that's how Every Single conversation with her goes. If she's not in a good mood she's going to bring you down to her level of emotion. She will make it about her through the stupidest methods possible, and after being emotionally manipulated like that my entire life it's hard to see exactly what's going on because she comes at you so fast.

[britneyshakespeare]

well i didn’t get my paycheck in the mail but i did get a referral notice from my doctor saying that i can expect to see an endocrinologist... in SIX. FUCKING. MONTHS.

[aloe-vera-ghost]

gave up on my paper and infographic and submitted them, god I hope that wasn't a mistake :|

[turbo-enid]

I think one of the biggest things that make me homicidal is when my mother walks away and shuts the door while I'm talking.

[nightmareonpeachstreet]

broooo tumblr why did u break again why can't I access my own posts by clicking on them in the activity window anymore....why are you doing this to me....

[spectruff]

something something aizawa ch 23 new pfp merry christmas

[naivety]

this is why i'm a deadcoded samgirl

[baronvonriktenstein]

There's this supper pretty lady that comes into the cafeteria at work. She always looks so nice and she's friendly too

Idk she might be my favorite customer lol

[intoxicating-goddess]

TW - intox, somno, cnc, forced breeding

We're talking on a video call like we usually do in the evenings. I'm smoking a bowl to help wind down for the night. When I finish, you suggest I might want to do another. I've been really stressed out lately, it'd be helpful to have a little more, you tell me. I have been stressed lately, why not? I fill another bowl half way, but you convince me to make it another full one. After I'm done the second bowl, you can see how faded I am. I tell you that the weed is hitting me really hard and I think I'm gonna go lie down. You wish me well and say goodnight. I stumble through the house in a stoned haze, eventually making it into bed. I drowsily strip myself of my clothes before rolling over and falling asleep. I'm too deep in slumber to hear the door unlock. I gave you a spare key for emergencies, after all. You creep into my bedroom and see my naked body sprawled across the bed. You quietly take off your clothes and climb on top of me. Kissing your way down my back while running your hands all over my limp body. Feeling up my ass and tits and then finally, my pussy. I let out soft moans in my sleep. As you rub my clit and fondle my ass, I start to become wet. You then line yourself up with my slick entrance and ram your entire cock inside me. I wake with a scream, a concoction of panic and pleasure. As you begin violently thrusting, I try to get my bearings. My head is so dizzy and my body is so heavy. I let out a feeble scream as I try to resist, but it's no use. My body is far to weak and I can't put up a fight. I am pinned in place by the weight of your body on top of me. I have no idea who is inside me, but I can't seem to focus on anything but how good it feels. You lean down on top of me and begin grabbing at my breast. You pinch my nipple and I can't help but let out a moan. You chuckle softly between grunts, you know a filthy whore like me likes being used. Your thrusts are so hard and deep that it doesn't take long for me to cum on your cock. You continue to fuck me for what feels like hours. I am so out of it that I have no concept of time. I eventually let myself drown in the pleasure. It doesn't matter who is fucking me, the only thing that matters is how good it feels. After you've lost track of how many times you've made me to cum, you feel yourself get close. Your thrusts become faster and faster. You pull my hips hard against you, forcing your cock as deep into my pussy as possible. With a loud grunt, you let your load out inside me. You pull out and let my hips go, causing me to slump onto the bed. You watch as your seed seeps out of my throughly used pussy. You then put your clothes back on and leave, locking the door behind you. I lay in the wet patch knowing I should feel mortified, but instead I feel euphoric. Having my rapists seed pouring from my violated pussy turns me on all the more. It's not long before the exhaustion and intoxication lull me back into a deep sleep. I sleep well knowing my only purpose is to be a good cocksleeve. It doesn't matter if I'm conscious or not.

[fraye-complex]

The wrong kind of people just had their hands in my mouth and now I want to hurl myself into the sun