#i need an escape

[placeboforpeople]

I need to know… I REALLY NEED TO KNOW why he got so worked up over Bumper being our friend!

I have theories!!!.

[carbonh1ck4]

Oh, to cease thoughts, to cease this human existence. To be anything other than human, anything other than what I am now. To be me in the truest way.

But I fear I need to be human to be my truest self. To be human and given the chance to be me.

To be born into a life of stability, without the horrors that come from anything else. To get the chance to understand and be understood from birth, to be looked at with love and to be raised with it unconditionally.

To be taught to learn my own way, to be cared for enough for someone to simply try and understand.

[vinnyandthephenomena]

life … is so funky …

[sacredthethreadgvf]

Anyone have any soft/caring Jake or Josh fic recs ? Ya girl does not feel good over here 🥴

[downfallofi]

I dunno it's difficult because I feel excluded because more and more they've been having events at derby and just leaving me out of the loop entirely, to the point where I literally meal prepped and cooked an entire dinner in a crock pot for everyone and they just didn't tell me (David "forgot") the plan that they were going to eat there last night, and also didn't think to ask me if I wanted to go to the derby game this morning; these exclusions coincide a lot with some of Bailey's friends taking them out after, and it's just puzzling and a little hurtful. I've even asked, like, does Hazim and his wife not like me/not want me around, like what? Because a lot of things I've been excluded from involve other people. But then the constant fighting and screaming, and infantilizing talk to how she literally treats David like shit bossing him around, like this morning because He didn't wake her up on time and He didn't print out the permission forms like she asked and She should have just done everything herself, and on and on in that vein and it's like fucking CHRIST I actually don't want to be around that whenever I'm not at work; and I would just give anything for a friend's house nearby I could go hang out at or stay the night at when things get chaotic, or intensify into triggering, nonstop berating. But I have nowhere really to go and it was so dramatic and intense for basically no important reason this morning (Literally, it was about forms not being printed, and kids not being ready, and Mele not doing chores and not doing laundry, and, etcetera) that I had the very loud thought that I wish I had never moved here in 2019 even if that did mean I'd have killed myself because I was miserable, lonely and working a depressing, isolating overnight job but was I constantly walking on eggshells around a raging narcissist who refuses to amend her behaviors or stop acting like she martyrs everything for (and she keeps saying she has to keep up with six people in this house) and acts like our damn father at his worst. It's too much, man. This word vomit is too much venting for anyone to have to bear, and I just have to sit in it. So in that maybe not going to their parties and interacting with her bougie friends (that may or may not see me as anything but a failure to launch screw up and don't really like having me there) isn't the worst thing. I dunno.

[happyheidi]

𝗑 - 𝗑 / 𝗑 - 𝗑

[aplace2play]

I need a social media break so I'm going to hang out at my creative space for awhile. The current events are too much to contemplate right now

[wildlingdreams]

I'd really like to fall down the rabbit hole of a fantasy world right now. My Rheumatoid and FM are getting the better of me today and I kind of just want to be someone else, somewhere else.

[daniegraceg]

Just got terminated from my job I've had less than 3 months with zero warning & after being told I was doing a good job.

I hate this world, can the fae come rescue me please??

[drakulana]

you know it’s been a bad day whenever you come home and immediately listen to norman fucking rockwell all the way thru

[cairafea]

my favourite genre of seventeen is when they're straight up lying

ref:

[starlightshore]

you keep telling yourself that, buddy.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

None of our hands are clean

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[sosaluvsme]

i feel like my only options are k wording myself or running away

[happyheidi]

[rafey-baby]

cw: bf!rafe being very persuasive, heavily suggestive, fluff

wc: 710

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Thinking about Rafe lying on top of reader on their bed, his body pressing her into the soft mattress like a weighted blanket; warm and heavy, making her feel so safe.  

“Don’t know what I’d do without you,” he mumbles next to her ear with his head tucked into the crook of her neck, soothing breaths and pillowy lips tickling the sensitive skin there.  His fingers mindlessly play with her hair, tangling into the strands and twirling one around his index finger.  

“I love you,” he hums contently before he’s pasting sloppy kisses all over her face, forcing her to let out a squeaky giggle along with a breathy ‘I love you’ when he begins to trail lower, smearing his mouth on the expanse of her neck; the flat of his tongue laving over her throat.   

“Rafe…” she whimpers when she can feel him poking against her lower belly.  

“Missed you,” he groans when her nails scratch over his buzzed head as he gives a lazy rut of his hips against her.  

“Missed you more,” she murmurs back.  

“I don’t think that’s true,” he scrunches his nose, feigning offense.  

“Yes, it is!” She huffs playfully, fingers slipping under his shirt, the thermal skin of his abdomen greeting her.  

“Yeah? How much?” He lifts his head up slightly, blue moonstones locking with her eyes in a challenge.  

“This much,” she gives him a giddy smile, hands leaving their home from resting on his stomach and drawing apart as far as they go.  

“Uh huh? Well, I missed you this much,” he momentarily gets up to sit back and widen his own arms; much bigger than hers, therefore making the distance between them far longer as well.  

“That’s not fair!” Her brows crease.  

“No? Neither is you leaving me for the whole day,” he grumbles, slumping down on top of her smaller frame once more.  

“I can’t just drop out of uni for you, can I? And you have your business as well,” she tries to reason, but her arguments seem to fall on deaf ears. 

“I know, Baby. What if you stay home tomorrow, hm? I could take the day off and we could just stay home all day, yeah?” The way he’s beginning to mouth at her left nipple through the flimsy material of her (his) worn out t-shirt is making it entirely too difficult for her to deny him of anything at the moment.  

“Rafe…I have an important lecture tomorrow,” she lets out a sigh that turns into a whine when his big palm squeezes at her other tit, thumb idly rubbing against the puffy bud.   

“I don’t care, you’re already so smart, don’t even need to go,” his heady tone is muffled by the shirt-covered nipple between his lips, teeth teasingly nipping at it.  

“Rafe, you’re not making any sense,” she lets out a giggle, followed by a moan when she can now feel his cock nudging against her clit through the layers of fabric and all of a sudden, his jumbled words have turned crystal clear.   

“Need you to just say yes, Baby,” he rasps out, coaxing her to give in with another lazy thrust of his hips.  

And that’s all it takes for her resolve to crumble.  

“Okay,” she's nodding, not missing the way a smug grin hangs on his face in victory.  

It’s just one day, right? Unless he decides to keep her from leaving the house for 'just a few more days', (as he’s done in the past); coming up with excuses as to why she can’t go to class and then before she realizes it, she’s stayed home for the rest of the week.  

However, she doesn’t mind all that much. After all, she prefers to spend time with the love of her life over anything else. In some twisted way, she gets all dizzy inside whenever Rafe turns into something so clingy to this extent.

The following morning, she wakes up with his cum leaking out of her; making her sore inner thighs sticky when she shifts into a different position. And when she turns her head to the side she's met with his serene form, deep asleep; one hand holding onto her left tit possessively and his steady breaths fanning the back of her neck.

Her foggy mind thinks that this might just be heaven on earth.