#i truly wish you so much luck nonnie

[ghost-proofbaby]

hey this may be an odd question to ask someone but how do u deal with stress and anxiety? i’ve always had anxiety but it hasn’t been this bad in a long long time. it’s prolly bc midterm exam season is starting for me and i have my first exam tmrw. but yeah my old techniques for managing this isn’t working as well and i was wondering if you had any advice?

(you don’t have to answer this if it’s too personal, so sorry if it’s weird)

absolutely not an odd question!

truthfully, it changes often, especially depending on what’s triggering the stress/anxiety. i know everyone always says things like “reach out to friends, reach out to family” etc and yes, that can absolutely work, but sometimes for me it just adds to that anxiety and stress. i suggest instead finding something that’s… essentially a safe place for you, if that makes sense?

for example: music and writing (most of the time) are my safe places. if i’m having a really bad go around with my anxiety, i turn to music a lot. always listening it, maybe trying to play it, attending concerts, etc. writing is also a really good outlet for me, which is why i have a pretty…. specific? bundle of one shots that deal with readers going through bad mental health days and such. plenty of silly ones as well.

maybe music and writing aren’t you safe places, which is fine! i guess my advice is to find something that can be those types of things for you! it’s also really important that i point out these things became so much more helpful to me when i stopped using them as distractions, and instead tools to work through my emotions. i find hiding from my anxiety leads to it just… getting so much worse haha.

and if that doesn’t work, treat yourself the way you’d treat a significant other or anyone important. i.e. eddie would probably tell me to eat a snack and take a day to rest in bed, or would give me a pep talk, so i should do that for myself. i’d want a lover who makes me a nice cup of tea the night before an exam because i’m freaking out, so i’m gonna make myself a nice cup of tea. does that make sense?

i hope this makes sense and isn’t useless rambling. i wish you the best of luck on your exam, love, and if you also need to just ramble or word vomit, my inbox is here <3

[sugrhigh]

matt x cheerleader!gf headcannons

REQUESTED**

warnings: slightly suggestive

a/n: thank you to the nonnie who left this request!! i think it’s so cute and i hope i did this well for you xoxo

@fawnchives @mattinside @sturnioloco @teapartyprincess4two

matt knows you cheer, but he doesn’t truly understand the intensity of your training when you first start dating

always whining when you say you’re busy, though he tells you all the time how impressed he is with your dedication

the first time he really sees you in all of your cute little practice clothes, he can’t help but immediately kiss you

“what was that for?” “i don’t know, you look pretty.”

loves listening to you talk about how it went, good or bad. matt just likes being the person you can bounce your thoughts off of

forces you to show him as many stunts as possible, so you do just a few tumbling tricks for him in the park one day and he literally can’t stop gaping

“you’re going to catch flies, matt.” “can’t help it, that was just….so sick.”

helps you with your stretches, which usually leads to sloppy make out sessions inbetween because the proximity to each other it too much

lotssss of massages every time you tell him you’re feeling sore, specifically the shoulders and back.

“i swear you’ve got magic hands.” “they do other things too, baby.”

begs and begs to come to your next competition, and even though it makes you a little nervous, you give in cuz he’s so adorable

comp day finally rolls around and he sends you a good morning text before you even wake up wishing you good luck and telling you he’ll see you later

when he meets you in the lobby area of the venue before it starts, he’s got a big bouquet of flowers and is grinning from ear to ear

“hey there my little all star.”

compliments your hair and makeup, loves seeing you all done up in uniform

when your team actually performs, he’s sat in the audience, almost in the dead center so he’s got a good view

the music starts and he is CAPTIVATED to say the very least, watching you flip across the stage with ease

then you go up in the air and he stares at you spinning and twisting with incredible balance as you perform your stunts, all while doing it with a perfect smile nonetheless

the loudest in the crowd once the performance is over NO DOUBT! he’s just screaming “that’s my girl!!!” over and over

lots of hand holding and hugs afterwards because he’s just so proud of you and so in awe of your talent

“so, what did you think?” “you were incredible out there. i mean i couldn’t look away, and i can’t believe you can flip in mid-air like that. i’d knock out my teeth.”

overall just so supportive watching you do your thing :’)

[seelestia]

who are a few mutuals that you appreciate alot? mutual appreciation day 🥰❤️😊🤩💐✨

OOOO FUNFUNFUN!!! thank u so much for sending this in and for essentially spreading positivity, nonnie. this is appreciated ♡ also, instead of strictly moots, i decided to extend my appreciation to everyone! moots, anons, friends and readers alike ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

some odeliaesqué sappy appreciation under the cut:

@yvnaology - one of my fav facts abt yona was that she's one of the first moots i ever had on tumblr!!! and she's a lyney kisser and a fellow aventurine kisser (#taste). also she's so silly (/aff) and easy to talk to! like u'll feel at ease around her. she deserves good great and awesome things in life, so make sure to water ur yona daily with love <3

@solarisfortuneia - mika wished me congrats when i reached 1k and i still remember it till this day <3 she's friendly in a shy/modest way and suchsuchsuch a good writer! e.g. i cry over this every day actually. mika also has her silly moments sometimes too. someone save her /j

@floraldresvi - simply the sweetest & most supportive moot EVER! vivi is full of love and she's good at giving some of that love to others <3 her selfships are like bottles of serotonin to me. 100% would drop anything and everything in my hands to support her!!! and ik she'd do the same for me <3 mwah mwah 💐💐

@monicahar - the moot who comes online once in a while and drops absolute meals when she does. ate, left no crumbs 🔥🔥 also SUPER FUNNY!!! and unhinged, i'm concerned but amused at the same time. i hope she's having a nice break!! thank u for ur past & future services ma'am. we love u 🤭🤭

@milk-violet - MIREI !!! sunshine personified but also vv precious. i'm the leader of # protecc mirei squad (real). best person to have ever appeared in my notifs and i lovelovelove when her username pops up. take care & good luck with school! IK U CAN DO IT. remember what i said: slay before ur slayed 🗣️

@xianyoon - the butterfly moot 🦋 !!! both socially and aesthetically hehe. sosooso sweet & kind. has creative projects and executes them well at that too. i personally crown her as genshinblr's best hostess™! also, send her a moodboard and she'll cherish u forever - that's one of her love languages <3 ++ her pretty & aesthetic rb's are such a good refresh for my dash. love her for it!!

@hermosacolibri - the name, 'starlight' fits them sm bcs i feel like if we were to take a peek into their mind, stars will burst out!!! /pos (<- unique complimenting skills ik pardon me). their ideas are brilliant and i can tell they put their all into pursuing their vision <3 it's truly an honor to be a witness & reader. if u want to check them out, they write over at @/starlightlacrimosazpsff !!! ★

@wolfhookk - aaaaa ri !!!! booping her x1000 rn bcs i cannot believe boop trend ended when she came online. the discrimination 😔 /j i'll always remember ri as my first ever moot on here like first, 1st, #1!!! i forever thank her for swooping into my inbox back then and she's welcome to do that even now any time she likes <3

@kaiserkisser - skylia is the true angst consumer, the realest of it!! even in different fandoms LOL. she's nice (and gremlin-ish) when u get to know her more and she reciprocates energy really well! i'll never forget the disaster of boops in my notifs /lh

@callilouv - COOL MUTUAL ALERT !!!! cool art & cool interests. truly, picasso w/ the finger and fandoms!! idk if cal still draws with his finger dhjahshsj but still vv mega cool!

@manager-of-the-pudding-bank - the grandpas & old men kisser where art thou 💔 /j loqua has that awkward & silly rizz!!! idk if she still does wax stamps but i still think it's really cool. bcs qua's just cool in general !!! hehe

@calxlu - aaaaa vi!!! the one who enables my rambles and selfships shhshsh i am so thankful <3 rambler 🤝 rambler is the best. i love talking to her and it's super reassuring to know that it's mutual! even if i take some time but i always look forward to seeing her replies in my inbox. it's like we're penpals across the screen talking abt irl stuff and our f/o's ꒰✿´ ꒳ ` ꒱♡

& honorable mention: @/zhongrin. rin does not interact with minors anymore (which i respect and so should everyone!), so we count as former moots. but !!! i still think she's an amazing person regardless <3 (note: her blog is equally as great but plsplspls be mindful of her rules beforehand.)

brainrot anon - A REAL ONE!!! always there when i come back from the grave each time. i get reminded of them whenever i look at my inbox, it's an instinct atp. their brainrots are so fun & random (but that's a charm in itself /pos) !!! tbh i love elaborating them all so never stop sending the brainworms in <3 feel free to treat my inbox as a drop-off for ur thoughts LMAO /gen. come by again soon!

michiki anon - MY COUSINNNMNMN!!! i still love and miss when they'd come into my inbox to chat. it was so nice getting to know someone in a casual way <3 i hope ur doing well wherever u are, michikinon! i'm doing well these days and i hope u are too 🤍

rix anon - their series still has me FLOOOORED. i still think it deserves a proper platform than just thru my lil ol inbox. it deserves more recognition :( but just the fact that i got to help share their writing alone is an honor of its own!!! i hope ur doing well too, rix anon <3

++ everyone who has left a nice feedback / said anything nice in my notifs or my inbox!! even a simple 'cute' or 'this is good' or even just leaving a note means sososo much to me. i'm just a measly guy in my own little corner on this site, really - so thank u thank u thank u all !!! 🫂

[flokali]

Bestie...

I'm trying to remain calm but

Holy-

˓˓ ⍥⃝⃝ ˒˒

I want to scream on how good you portray Zhongli like, he's not totally like grovelling off the bat. He's still got that Archon side to him. He knows that we have a little part of us that still loves him despite his actions. And the little grovelling session as we're getting f-cked silly, BESTIE I'M ROLLING AROUND IN MY BED BECAUSE I LOVE IT SO MUCH. And how delusional he is- mwah, chefs motherefffin kiss. It's the perfect balance of him still being in control despite us being the creator while he's a follower that's asking for forgiveness. Wait bestie, I'm gonna reread it again. I need to. It's delectable. Sorry for the word vomit but I NEED to say how much I love it.

Ahhh;; bestie, nonnie, my beloved ! I’m so happy you liked it !! I really like when my men are delusional enough they worship you like a deity but have a thread of awareness that reminds them they still have the ability to flip the script and force you to worship them >_>

I wanted Zhongli to be… aware (?) of his role as both a God and a believer. Like, on one hand for all his life he’s seen himself as your servant, as a follower, a sheep that follows its shepherd, a vessel for your wishes and orders, while I believe that during his early “100% Rex Lapis Edgy War God” phase he probably was really dismissive of you and your role, as he grows older he becomes one of the more fanatical, self-righteous followers who believes he knows you and your will the best - he’s older than most, he’s spent centuries being in your servitude. On the other hand, Zhongli definitely notices you’re not nearly as powerful as him, you have no Vision and your “divine powers” are not… powering. Before he realizes you are in deed the being he worshiped, he thought it was almost comical how powerless, how utterly weak you were, you had no idea where you were or how to survive - it was sheer luck and determination that kept you alive. So when he finally, after weeks of searching for you and requesting a meeting, one where an agreement between you two can be settled, he’s overly aware of the power he holds - in theory you have the upper hand, he is your servant, he’d declared himself yours and made an oath to you, but in reality, if Zhongli wanted and truly gave it his all to he could probably have taken you hostage the minute you stepped into his domain.

He really is being this “nice” because he genuinely believes this is the right way to do it, he really thinks this is the way to ask you for forgiveness; you’re weak, upset, and clearly not in the right state of mind, so he’ll just… take it into his own hands! He sees you as his god, but you’re also… weak, you need him, you need his help and power if you wanted to truly survive and thrive the way you deserve to.

I ramble a little bit about world-building UTC;; huhuhu

In my interpretation of the self-aware cult/organized religion that centers you/the player as a deity, especially in Genshin, you’d have very, very limited powers if at all. I think it’d be very interesting to have a God figure who is just… not all that. You are undoubtedly the person who’s been “helping” them, you are very much the god they have been praying to, but you’re also just… human. Here on earth we don’t have Visions, we don’t have the 7 Archons, there’s no Celestia, you were only capable of your “miracles” because it was a game, because you were meant to be able to do that. With that in mind, I feel like the Archons and some more observant acolytes might be able to figure out you’re pretty much defenseless, you have no power here. I believe most, if not all, of them will eventually realize, it just so happens that in this fic - you’re in Liyue and Zhongli gets his hands on your first.

If I had to make a list of characters who might act similarly to him in the fic… it might be like: Al Haitham (he probably sees you as dumber than him and weaker), Wanderer (in his eyes you’re too naive and weak), Dottore (without the groveling, he’s meaner and more condescending but he still… respects you to some (very minimal) degree), Ningguang (she’s softer and more manipulative, she thinks of you as a pretty, weak, and delicate thing - like… a rare ornament), Ei (she gets really emotional and becomes increasingly paranoid the more she realizes how much weaker you are compared to the average Teyvat Vision user, she sees you as weak but she genuinely thinks she’s helping you), and Yae (she probably behaves like a mix between Ei and Zhongli, she feels like a more lowkey follower but she worries greatly for you and genuinely wants to protect you and sees this as her only way).

[satorisoup]

hiiiii

Im really new to tumblr….

Like really new..

BUT! I found your page and i was like “oh em gee this might be the cutest darn thing ive ever seen.! >.<“

I just wanted to say (as a new, and hopefully forever follower) that i really love your haikyuu work and cant wait to explore your other stuff ! <3 (•^•)/~<3

UWAHHH hello my precious nonnie !!ヾ(*'▽'*) GASPS :0 new you say ?? welcome to tumblr teehee !! :> m’ soso glad to have you here !! <3

OMIGOSH PLS !! there are tears trickling down my cheeks, you are just the sweetest !! T^T sniffs im soso happy you have stumbled upon my silly lil bloggie !! <3 YOU’RE THE CUTEST EVAAA !! >//<

oh my sweet nonnie, i am welcoming you here with open arms ready to give you the biggest hug EVER !! :> it truly makes my heart warm knowing you enjoy my works, your words mean SOSO much to me !! T^T THANK YOU SHOOOO MUCH MA LOVE !!

im sending you soso many well wishes, and im wishing you the bestest of luck here on tumblr !! hopefully it’s been full of fun for you so far teehee !! :3 i hope we can chat again soon !! MWUUUAH !! <3

[chubb-e-cheese]

Not the same anon, but I have a fat girl love story! After 2 years of very mixed luck on dating apps, I met someone truly wonderful a few months ago! At first I wasn't sure if I was ready to maybe get hurt again, so I held back a bit but he has been so open and enthusiastic and so clear about how much he likes me. After a few weeks I finally had to admit to myself that this could be exactly what I've been looking for, so I've been leaning into it and letting myself fall in love and I'm so happy 🥰 we can be silly and have serious conversations and dance and cuddle and go on adventures doing fun things or stay in and watch a movie... we encourage each other to be our best selves and live to the fullest. I know its still the honeymoon phase, but I have so much faith that we will be a really strong team and make it through whatever good and bad times will come 💕 love really does find you when you least expect it!

Nonnie that is so sweet! I’m glad you let yourself open up your heart to receive the love and affection you deserve! Wishing you and your partner the best of luck!

————-

Submit your fat love story!

[boxwinebaddie]

hai uncle nina i feel the need to tell u this bc i involved u by sending that vent post, so hi its the same anon who asked ab my ex and i just sat down to take my apush exam, and the paper next to me has her name on it 😍 literally fuck everything oh my god 4 hour test and shes gonna be right next to me😭 ALSO? my friend sent me her story yesterday where she posted herself to GOOD LUCK BABE BY CHAPPELL ROAN😭😭 if u listen to it omfg youll see why that is SO WRONG OF HER😭 the AUDACITY.

hi there, nonnie! and no, thank you so much for keeping me in the loop with how your life is going! <3 i love hearing from y'all ccc'':

tbh, i wanted to answer your message -- mostly because i'm concerned about you, dearling -- but also to help break up all weird, deranged ooc posts i've been making on my blog as of late in lieu of completing actual asks. i'm trying to tell myself that it's...normal...to make ooc posts on your own...blog, but my brain is fighting it, lmao.

i also feel bad that a lot of the vent posts i receive/advice that's asked of me often times goes unanswered, so i just want to let you know that if you need any support, please feel free to ask again. i know i'm taking a break, but even so, i want you to have a safe place to land. <3

( my protective uncle older sister response down below >>> )

--- which is not to say i give sound advice because i wish i could think more of to say to you, darling, then UUUUUUUGH :( but truly! how annoying! and distracting! plus if i'm not mistaken based on the ap testing at my school rn, you're placed by last name, yes? or at least, i hope so, and hopefully did not torturously choose a spot next to you.

*squints menacingly at your ex for emotionally compromising ur test space and therefore impacting your ability to preform on ur test*

also as a gay girl...yes i am all too familiar with our lord and savior queen chappell roan ( also that anon that said i sound like super graphic ultra model girl...you are so right, wow ) and have been listening to her music nonstop, specifically good luck babe! ( yall are so lucky idk how to make it relevant to ravesey, you got spared ) but uhhh that's very foul and ironic considering what she did to YOU!

ew...trust me baby. karma will get her, i promise. stay strong, she can keep embarassing herself. i hope your test is going/goes well. make sure to take breaks, drink lots of water and from your favorite style teacher girlie, the grades that you get in school are in no way an indication of how smart you are. i am actually ( the smartest person ever, tyvm ) and i think you're brilliant. also, some nina lore: i got a three on my apush exam, i dropped out of ap gov ( oof ), but i got two fives on my lit and lang exams! <333 english nina riiiise haha.

head up, baby! let me know how it went.

also, irrelevant ig, mostly for me, but thank you for sticking around? perhaps it's my anxiety but i'm feeling very...annoying lately. i fear i looked too pretty recently and its god trying to humble me. it is only working slightly, i fear, and has only made my Future power stronger.

i'm sending it to you, darling.

*ravenstan vc* besitos bebe <3

-uncle nina, who is very proud of you <333

[izzielizzie]

Izzie’s One of Us is Back Celebration (Day 2)

missing moments: cooper’s first college baseball game

story under the cut

"Good luck out there, Clay," my teammate Josh says to me, giving me a friendly shoulder punch. I grin at him, despite my nerves. 

"Thanks, man." 

"Knock 'em out, Cooper," another guy says to me. I recognize his voice, but I can't be bothered to figure out who he is, so I just murmur my appreciation, my nerves overriding any of the politeness drilled into me by my Southern mom. 

I've nearly exited the dugout to walk to the pitcher's mound when my phone buzzes in my pocket. I startle. Apparently, in my nervousness, I had forgotten to leave it in the locker room like I did in high school. I pull it out of my pocket, and smile when I see a text from Bronwyn:

Good luck today Cooper! I'm sorry I'm not able to be there but I'm sending you all the good thoughts.

Another text comes through after Bronwyn's.

good luck coop!

My smile widens as I look down at my text chain with Maeve. I respond to both texts with a quick thumbs up emoji and thank my lucky stars that I get to have friends as great as the Rojas sisters. Of course they knew that I would need some support today. Because, even though I've been playing baseball for nearly my entire life, there's something particularly daunting about playing in college. 

"The scouts are the real deal here, Cooperstown," my dad had told me over the phone earlier in the day, in my down time between calculus and intro to international relations. "By this time next year you could be playing for the Majors."

Way to put pressure on a guy's first college game, Dad.

My coach enters the dugout, and spots me with my phone in my hand. He tuts good-naturedly — much like with Ruffalo in high school — there isn't much I can do that truly angers him. "Phone away, Clay. You're up!"

I put my phone on the bench, adjust my cap, and step out into the bright California sun. The stands erupt in applause. Even now, a year later, I'm still very much a notorious former murder suspect. I walk to the mound and firmly plant my feet, waiting for the opposing team's batter to swing up his bat, and for the catcher's signal. He finally flashes one, and I shake my head, indicating that I don't want to start with the throw he suggested. 

I wish, for the millionth time this year, that I'm still on a team with Luis. He and I could read each other's movements with ease, always perfectly in sync. Finally, I'm given the signal that I want. I take a deep breath, wind up, and throw the ball that Coach must have placed in my hand as I left the dugout.

"Shit," I mutter. The ball had slid off my fingers incorrectly, and the batter had no trouble hitting it. There's a flurry of activity around me: the batter starts running, the first baseman prepares to catch the ball from the shortstop, the coaches watch in anticipation, and the spectators in the stands lean forward to better watch the game. I, however, am rooted in my spot, shame and anger coursing through me. 

So much for my baseball abilities. Sliders are supposed to be my specialty, but when it mattered most I messed it up. I want to kick myself for being so stupid. I should have just thrown the curveball like the catcher wanted me to.

I turn to my right to catch the ball, glancing into the stands as I do. I freeze, catching sight of the group directly in my line of sight, waving at me energetically, and looking so, so proud despite my stupidity.

Addy, with her bright pink hair is leaning into Kris, who's sitting by Nonny, his arm around her, acting exactly like the gentleman I fell in love with. On her other side is Lucas and Luis, and they both start waving harder when they see me looking in their direction. Luis and I make eye contact, and he makes a rolling motion with his hand, and I nod at him, knowing exactly what he means. In eleventh grade, we came up with our own signals when a neighboring school figured out the traditional ones. 

Try again, he's saying.

I turn back to the catcher, and shake my head repeatedly at him until, finally, he signals a slider. I don't need to know him as well as I know Luis to understand he thinks I'm stupid, but I don't care. My nerves have disappeared now that I know my family made the drive all the way to Fullerton to watch me play. 

I wind up again, and this time my throw is perfect. Textbook, even. The batter swings and misses, and I don't need to look to know that Addy, Kris, Nonny, Luis, and Lucas are cheering. 

I can hear them all the way from here.

[girlfictions]

hi hari hope you’re well🌟 i’ve been following you since like nov/dec 2020 and i’m so glad you’re still on here posting !! i feel like ive truly seen you go through hell on this app, with yknow, the Horrors, and i truly appreciate your presence🫶 wishing you all the best and good luck with your internship! that’s so exciting, you’ll kill it.

sincerely, an ex-dsmp fan (derogatory x100000000)🫶

omg this is so sweet thank you nonnie 😭😭❤️😭❤️ sending you so so so much love awh 🫂🫂🫂🫂

[radley-writes]

Hello there I hope you are well. I might have EDS but also think it might all be my head. I want to try and seek a diagnosis but I want to be sure first. Do you have any advice? Thank you and please no pressure to answer if it is a stressful question.

First off: I have so much empathy. You're exactly where I was at this time last year - aka, in my 'constantly annoying family/friends by asking "Hey is this thing I've been doing my entire life abnormal, actually?"' phase.

By this point, I have been professionally diagnosed. I also have a close friend who thought she had EDS but wound up being diagnosed with HSD, which affects fewer parts of your body. She has received pretty much the same amount of help that I have - so even if it turns out that you don't have EDS, there's still a good chance of accessing care!

...I also, sadly, know multiple people who have been treated abysmally while seeking a diagnosis and have received no help whatsoever. So much depends on which health professionals you speak to.

Whether or not you receive a diagnosis at the end of the day, remember that your struggles are real and are valid, and that you deserve support. I truly hope that you find it, and my inbox is always open should you wish to chat. x

Second off: check out this link for the official diagnostic checklist.

[more under cut...]

Remember to think carefully about skin & internal organ issues, as well as just the Beighton criteria.

I hit a 9 on the Beighton scale when I was diagnosed (full marks, yay!) even though most days I'm a 7. However, a surprising amount of people - I think as much as 25%? - meet the official criteria for 'generalised joint hypermobility'. It's really not that uncommon, and in the vast vast vast amount of cases, it's either unsymptomatic or only causes minor problems with sprains and pain.

However, most people do not regularly dislocate or subluxate joints (This can look different to what you expect! I only recently realised that 'numerous joints get stuck at painful and unnatural-looking angles, so I have to very gently manouevere them until the bone clunks back into place' is actually not an experience everyone has, lol.)

Most people do not have recurring hernias or prolapses.

Most people do not have difficulty walking or climbing stairs because of recurrant sprains and dislocations of the ankles/knees/hips.

Most people do not struggle to swallow, randomly spurt solid food out of their nose, or have frequent accidental vomiting episodes.

Most people do not have all of the following: hyperextensible skin that bruises like a peach, and arms that are significantly longer than they are tall, and arachnodactyly, and fat that herniates through the skin of their heels, and a high arched palette, and a ridiculous amount of stretchmarks that have been there since pre-puberty.

Most people do not regularly faint for no obvious reason.

Most people are not in constant pain.

I have all of the above signs for EDS. It took me years to recognise that these were all connected to a single disorder, and weren't just 'in my head'. So I'm not going to give you some bullshit about 'well, if you had EDS, you would know about it'.

I would encourage you to go to the doctor and pursue a diagnosis if all of this is sounding in any way familiar - or even if not, but you'd still like the assurance! There is no shame in wanting to just talk your experiences over with a health professional and see what they think. And I truly hope that they listen.

Best of luck on your journey, nonnie.

[melodygatesauthor]

Your Kapkan fanfic is truly the online thing keeping me alive and sane during exam phase rn I have been looking for this longer/more fleshed out type of r6s fics for years now and I can't thank you enough for finally making it a reality 😭😭 Can't wait where you will take it from here and if there will be more like this! Have a wonderful day or night and thanks again ❤

Nonnie 🥹😍

I cannot tell you what it means to hear you say that. Honestly truly thank you so so so much.

BEST of luck with your exams, I know that kind of stuff can be the biggest pain.

Further, I'm definitely planning to continue writing more longfics for siege.

Feel free to send me a PM if you want (no obligation, or you can send in another anonymous msg) and let me know some of the things you wish you could see more of in the R6 fanfic community for longfics. I'm curious. I wrote this one because I REALLY love Kapkan, so I'm curious as to what others are looking for and maybe I'll be able to help provide :)

Fic we are discussing: The Recruit and the Hunter

[lets-talk-spirituality]

hi sweet pea! im very lost in life and have been struggling for some years now, do you have any messages or anything for me? love life, career, family, anything? totally fine if you don’t, also there’s no rush if you do! thank you <3 wishing you light and love ✨

My mom used to call me sweet pea growing up. Funny you chose that pet name. And thanks for your patience.

👾✨ 👾✨ 👾✨ 👾✨ 👾✨ 👾✨ 👾✨ 👾

Spirit what do you want to tell nonnie?

Sun. Get outside more. The reason you have been struggling is because you are in a continual battle internally between ego and soul, this is draining you of your full power. To bring that power back, follow your gut impulses as much as possible. Like if you drive by and see a restaurant that looks interesting, stop. Go eat there right then. Stop making yourself wait or telling yourself no for no reason. It’s only making it harder for you to figure out what you want and who you truly are. Follow these impulses (as long as they are healthy and not impulses that are dangerous).

Your love life is empty because you are still not sure how to love yourself. You will learn who you are through more of what we said above. This is part of self love too. Self discovery. Date yourself, how can you make yourself feel cherished as if someone outside of you gave it to you? Buy yourself flowers. How can you fall in love with yourself and your life more? Radically pursue this.

In terms of career, use your work as a place of growth. How can you take new approaches or grow more where you are? Are there trainings, can you ask to shadow someone? Career is a playing ground for self growth and is a huge part of your life. How can you bring that same curiosity and desire for more to your career? How can you see it as a way to explore and try new things instead of this fixed end goal?

Work Your Light Oracle

Yes— just say yes.

It never ceases to amaze me that the cards always confirm my channeling. Say yes to yourself! This is an important message.

Deep Replenishment— retreat. rest. be held.

Because you are fighting yourself so much, you need to boost up your energy. Literally go outside and do nothing. Just fully let the sun re-energize you. Sleep on and off all day. Build your energy reserves back up. You’re gonna need that energy when your opportunity comes knocking.

Goddess Guidance Oracle

I asked which goddess you can call on now, and you got..

Mawu— Mother Earth

“You are called upon to help with environmentalism”

Ohhh well first they told you to go outside. More time in the majesty and power of nature can give you a boost. Sit in the dirt and speak with Mother Earth, ask to be replenished and ask her how she’s doing. Send love. We can help the environment energetically as well. Plants need love too. Helping make things better can take you out of a funk. Maybe sign up for a street clean up or some other sustainability focused volunteer events. You may meet people who become important and you may find a new passion for life.

Wishing you all the luck, nonnie! Hope this helps. Would love to know how/if this resonates. 👾 The color purple is coming up strongly. Look into your crown chakra and healing around that and maybe wear purple. It’s a royal color and it may help you feel more empowered.

[homebody-nobody]

Good luck on your new job tomorrow!! I hope you love it and it allows you plenty of time for things you enjoy!

thanks so much nonnie!! I'm doing virtual training today and I'm not on-site til tomorrow. I'm not gonna have a ton of time during the week cause my commute is gonna be killer :( but I will do my best to keep writing for you all!! I appreciate your well-wishes, my dear, they are truly greatly appreciated <3

[hyunsuks-beanie]

I'm Home

Pairing: Yeonjun x childhood best friend! reader

Genre: Fluff/Angst

Content Warnings: None really, just Yeonjun being an idiot and a heavy dose of pining; mentions of mild jealousy

Part of: Mellow's You've Got A Letter Event

Mellow speaks: To the nonnie who had requested it, thank you so much for such an adorable request, I really loved writing it!! I hope you enjoy!

Tagging: @axartia @sweethyuka @yedammi @ivyvesisi @yunhorights

Hey Y/N,

Been a while, hasn't it? How have you been these past few months? I hope you're doing good. Congratulations on your graduation, by the way, I wish I could have been there to cheer for you like you've been doing all these years. 

Oh right. You might be wondering why I know, or maybe even why I care. Well, even though it might seem that I don't, I do. I really do, perhaps even more than I used to do. And your mom, as always, has been nothing but a sweetheart, filling me in on what's happening in your life, every time I asked. 

I know you really have been looking forward to stepping out of uni and making a name for yourself, and while I'm not sure you're gonna believe me, so have I. That spark in your eyes whenever the two of us used to talk about our future on those swings, it was always brighter than the one in mine. 

I'm proud of you for having come this far, I truly, honestly am. But, it still hurts knowing I wasn't there for you in one of your happiest moments, all because I was too chicken to face the truth that day. You must be thinking I'm just fooling around, bringing hurtful memories up, and you have every right to think so. But I really am being honest right now, and even though it took me some time, I finally did realize that letting you go that day was the biggest mistake I've ever made. 

So here's me, putting my pride to the side as once and admitting to the feelings I've been hiding away in the deepest part of my heart all this time. So deep that even I couldn't understand them when they came to the fore the first time. I'm sorry, I know this might seem confusing, but I guess what I'm trying to say is that.......

I love you, Y/N L/N. I really, really do, with everything I have, and everything I am. I have loved you since the moment I came to see what love actually is. I loved you when I was leaving for Seoul all those years ago, and I loved you when you came all the way there by train, just to wish me luck for my debut. I didn't know it then, being the idiot that I am, but I could still feel it. 

I could feel the jealousy claw at my heart every time I watched you talk a little too much to Soobin, and I could feel my heart skip a beat whenever you rubbed your eyes full of sleep when I FaceTimed you after practice. Heck, I could even feel it in the way I smiled and ran off to my room whenever your letters arrived, not wanting anyone else to see what was meant only for my eyes. 

But still, I was too blind to not realize how I'd been suppressing those feelings, how I'd been holding myself back from falling for you, until that day. That day was when I lost control at last, leaning in to kiss you. I couldn't help it, you looked so beautiful with the slivers of sunlight shining on your skin, and that gorgeous smile on your face. It was in that moment that I knew. Knew that you were the one who I wanted to give myself to. 

And yet, there was nothing I could do about it. Or rather, I was scared of what would happen. You're the first person, the only person I've felt this way for, and the thought of all the what ifs scares me to the bone. That day, my heart was telling me to take a leap of faith, but my mind screamed at me to stop, to shut those feelings out. Because I know that dating me isn't going to bring with itself the beautiful, happy life that you deserve. 

It's true Y/N. In my eyes, you really do deserve the world, and I was scared that I won't be able to give you that world. So I did what I thought would be best.......I avoided you. For months on end. And I'm not lying when I say these past few months have been the worst of my life. Your smile, your voice, your presence, I missed it so much it hurt me physically. You have been plaguing my thoughts and haunting my dreams, and it's slowly been breaking me from the inside.

And I just can't take it anymore. I might be being selfing, but now that I've come to terms with how much I care for you, in more ways than I can count, I don't think I'll be able to control these feelings anymore. So pathetic as it may seem, I want to confront these feelings in the right way this time, and I want to make it up to you, by telling you what I couldn't that day, in person. 

I'm not asking you to forgive me, and I'm not asking you to consider having something with me. But if you leaning in when I did that day is a sign, then all I'm asking from you is to come to our spot tonight at 9. I'll be waiting. 

Oh, and I forgot to tell you. I'm home. Home to you.

Until tonight, 

Yeonjun

[nyaitsu-writes]

20 and natsume please? congrats on 100 btw!~ ❤️

hello there welcome to the longest solo request in my entire blog, with an outstading count of 1.2k words ♪(´▽｀) nonnie you don't even know how much i've enjoyed this aaaaaa natsumeP nation this one is for you <3 wishing you all good luck on his bday gacha!! anything for the best boy on his birthday ehehehe

✧ natsume + 20: You make me feel safe ✧

“The things I do for love…”

It’s just a soft mumbling and yet loud enough for you to catch it. The grin of satisfaction in your face can’t be ignored as you cling onto Natsume’s arm, looking at him with expectation as you walk down the road together. So he is in that kind of mood tonight!

“What was that? I didn’t quiiiite get it… Something about being in love with me?” You tease him, getting closer and closer to him with every sentence and hoping to get anything. A sigh, a poke, anything.

Natsume simply rolls his eyes. You definitely did get his words and he knows.

“Ah, the wind is pretty strong tonight, looks like it might rain soon…" And so he proceeds to ungratefully ignore your (maybe poor) attempt at teasing.

"Aww Natsumee! Come on, don't be mean! I was just messing with you for a bit!!" You feel like trying to explain yourself is the only plausible course of action in the current situation, seeing as Natsume is suddenly much more interested in looking at the tree branches dancing in the wind than at your face.

And there it is. That tiny little frown in his face like you have personally attacked him just for some light teasing. Can you believe the audacity of this man? He's like a grumpy old cat, always wanting your love and affection in a certain way at the right moment. And he will not hesitate to hiss if you're not doing it the right way.

Which in this situation translates to giving you the cold shoulder.

"Natsumeeeee. Natsume. Hey. Don't ignore me, that's mean!" You start poking at his cheek, trying to get a different reaction out of him but he doesn't even blink, instead walking ahead like nothing ever happened. "I'm sorry, okay. I really really really am!"

A sigh escapes your lips, letting go of his arm as you get no answer.

"So not only do you drag me out in the middle of the night and try to make fun of me but you expect a measly apology to fix it?” Natsume turns around, pointing at his chest, “I'm a victim here. Who's the mean one now, little kitten?

You lower your head for a bit, replaying in your head the events prior to your impromptu date. It had been absolutely random, calling him near midnight and hoping that he wouldn't be asleep just yet so he could keep you company for a bit. You hadn’t really said "Please come get me" yet you hadn't not said it either. Actually, relief was very obvious on your face when you saw him knocking on your door less than 10 minutes later.

Seeing it like that, you couldn't quite argue against his definition of "mean".

"I'm sorry." This time it's a real apology coming from your lips. Stopping for a second, a storm of words ensues. "I just… wanted to see you very much. I was all alone at home and I couldn’t stop thinking of you. I love you and being next to you makes me feel so safe and comfortable, so..." The next words die at the back of your throat for a second, seeing as you are about to confess the real reason you wanted to hang out with him. "...I wanted you to hold me. You and only you, just for a bit."

And at last that gets a reaction out of him, hints of a grin forming in the corner of his lips. You blink slowly, seeing Natsume walking back to your side once again.

"What was that?" Natsume peeks into your face, the smirk getting more and more obvious every passing second as he mimics your exact same words from before, on a slightly different tone, "I didn’t quiiiite get it…"

Gasp. Cat got the mouse, by all means.

"Y-You…! You did that on purpose!" You point an accusatory finger his way and he doesn't even blink, brushing a strand of his hair aside.

"Did what on purpose? I am truly, 100% innocent of whatever you might be accusing me of." Again that evil smile that screams anything but innocent. "I'm just a poor little boyfriend out on a date with his partner, what did I supposedly do this time?”

“Poor little boyfriend? I’d say that’s questionable!” This time you’re the one pouting a bit, even if it’s just to follow his game. Natsume has regained his usual teasing happy mood and you can’t really say you don’t like it. It’s so much better seeing him like this than frowning and ignoring you.

He takes another step forward, closing the distance between you two.

“Remember I’m here to indulge you. After all, it is a magician's responsibility to try and make people's dreams true" he says, masking as usual the real reason before such an affectionate outburst. Natsume wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you close for a hug and going back to that exact same tone he used earlier. Soft and gentle, quiet and yet loud enough so that you —and no one else— can listen to his voice. “Is this what you were looking for?”

Pressing your face against his chest, you nod slowly. Moonlight shining upon his features, Natsume was now smiling with such gentleness… truly, a shame that you weren’t looking at the right moment. Almost like you could feel that, you look up to meet his eyes again and, surprisingly, he doesn't pull back in the slightest.

“You look so cozy between my arms, is it really that good?” he says, letting one of his hands play with your hair. This time you are the one smiling.

“It is. Really really cozy, look!” And so you pull him into a stronger hug, this time putting your own arms around his neck. He looks aside for a moment, back to his usual mumblings.

“I really can’t help but feel so nice when we’re like this… Maybe you do make me feel safe, somehow…” Even under all the what ifs and soft pauses, you can tell Natsume means every bit of his words just as much as you do with yours. He’s just slightly more roundabout, sparkling random extras into his sentences just to hide the real meaning a bit further. Just so you have to dig a bit more.

But being with him for so long makes you unaffected by those magic charms, no matter how much he hides behind them.

“You make me feel safe too. And happy,” you add, completely unfiltered. This manages to regain his attention, with Natsume staring intently into your eyes.

And so, closing the short distance between both of your faces, you press your lips against his in a soft kiss. The kind of kiss that is sweet and nice, a spur of the moment kind of kiss. One of his hands reaches towards your face, holding it as his thumbs traces circles around your skin. Because you aren’t pulling back and so isn’t he, either.

You didn’t lie when you said that you wanted Natsume to hold you. You just, very kindly, ignored the part where you said that what you wanted the most was to kiss him.

[smutsonian]

Baby if you're taking requests can you do a slight darkish! Step daddy Ransom x naive!reader with daddy kink and innocence kink? The marriage was kinda a deal for money and like reader's mother died after marrying him due to some disease or accident and that has left her alone in Ransom's custody. Feel free to use any other kinks or things you like,also if you don't feel comfortable with any of the above mentioned kinks then you don't have to use them.❤️ I love you and your writings!!!😘

getting his little angel

ransom drysdale x reader

warnings: soft!dark!ransom drysdale, innocent!reader, dub-con/non-con, smut, stepdaddy!ransom, loss of virginity (i cringe), fingering, daddy kink, innocence kink, guided handjob, like one slap in the p, manipulation?, obsession, size kink?, creampie, corruption, ransom’s fucked up mind, age gap(reader is of age), death, the amount of the word angel and daddy used in this fic is annoying and cringe for me, this is dark and twisted so proceed with caution if you choose to proceed, don’t read if you aint fvcking with this type of sh*t

word count: 4105

an: THANK YOU NONNIE AND I LOVEYOU!!///i keep begging my friend to read the stories i write for validation and we are both getting tired of me writing the word daddy and me showing how obsessed i am with ddlg wtf anywayy... have fun with this one 😩 alsoo, gif aint mine

masterlist

Ransom married the woman for the sake of her money but he never thought of her daughter to be the treasure he’ll truly get from the woman. The daughter isn’t like every other young adult he’s ever met or bedded with. The daughter of the woman he married is different. Not a vicious little bitch like his cousin, Meg. No… The girl is different. An innocent pure little soul just living with him, there for the taking. A little angel that will give him joy and luck in his life. 

 And just his luck, and as evil as it sounds, he got blessed when his wife started to become sick just after a few months into their marriage. His wife becoming ill became the reason for him to bond with his little angel so he can comfort her and he became the man she found solace in. She started trusting him.

 And then the wife died, leaving Ransom with all her treasure. Including Y/N Y/L/N. The greatest treasure that he will ever have. He had to thank his wife for leaving you to him. For leaving you broken-hearted because he had no problem with taking care of you and helping you stand right back up on your feet. He wanted to do all that. He wanted you to believe that he’s the only person that you will ever need in your life. 

His little angel.

 It took a few months for you to stop sobbing every single night in Ransom’s chest as he cuddled you to sleep and another few months until the bundle of joy you were before started showing itself again. 

 The moment you laughed at Ransom’s jokes for the first time had him frozen in place as he watched your teeth shining as the corners of your lips curled up into a toothy grin. Ransom was captivated. He was captivated at the sight of you laughing genuinely for the first time after your mother’s death and he wanted to take a photo and frame it so he can look at it every single night before he falls asleep and every single morning when he wakes up. He wants to see your smiling face every time he wakes and before he falls asleep, knowing that he’s the reason for that enchanting smile.

 “Is something wrong?” Your small voice brings Ransom back to reality and he realized that you have stopped laughing, the beautiful smile on your face replaced by a frowning confused one instead.

 Ransom ignored your question, walking towards you and trapping you against the kitchen counter. He wears a smirk before using his big hands to brush your hair smoothly, the coldness of the ring on his pinky finger brushing against your cheek gently. Ransom bites his bottom lip as he looks at your innocent eyes staring right back at him, your head tilted up so you can see his face clearly.

 One hand moves to your chin and his thumb brushes your bottom lip, softly rubbing on it while Ransom’s mind went somewhere else where your mouth is wrapped around his cock as you sport your usual innocent look, asking him for help on how to pleasure him. Daddy’s little angel.

 Ransom pulled his hand away from your face before silently groaning at how his slacks became tighter as his crotch started getting hard at the thought of your mouth around his cock.

 “You know you look so pretty when you laugh.” He sighs out before patting you on the head and walking towards the door before stopping and turning back to look at you palming your own cheeks as you wear a small smile. His heart skips a beat for a second before he nods at you.

 “I like seeing you smile, angel. I wish you would do it more often. It’ll make this old man happier.” He wiggles an eyebrow at you before chuckling at the sight of you laughing once more.

 “There it iss” He smiles at your shaking form, wondering what you would look like if you were shaking for other reasons…

 “You’re not that old, Ransom!” You say in between your laughs and Ransom couldn’t remove the grin on his face as he watches you laugh at him.

 “Oh you’re laughing at me, are you?” Ransom quirks an eyebrow and watches you as you stop laughing, looking at him with a faux frightened look before he started running after you, eyes ringing in delight when you squeaked against his hold when he caught you, his fingers poking on your sides with no mercy.

 “No! No more!” You gasp for air as you continue to laugh.

 “R-Ransom!” You whined and just like the few other times, Ransom’s mind went into a gutter. Would this be how you sound when you’re moaning his name while he pleasures you? 

 Ransom pulls his hand away from you before letting out a breathy laugh. “Alright, angel… See that smile is so adorable on you!” He pinches both of your cheeks before laughing at the way you glared at him.

 “No more tickles, Ransom. That hurts my sides.” You groaned before walking away from him only to be stopped by him pulling you back against his chest. His chin was on the top of your head before he mumbled an apology. “I’m sorry, angel. I wouldn’t do it again. Don’t be mad at your daddy now.” You pull away from him, watching him pout at you. You curiously raise an eyebrow before shaking your head with a laugh. “It’s okay.” You grin before grumbling when he messes the top of your head with his huge hand.

 Ransom didn’t miss the way your face contorted into a confused look when he tried to get you to call him daddy. He’s been there for you a long time now. It’s time for you to be there for him as well. And Ransom is a really needy man with a lot of need when it comes to you.

No worries.

 He’ll make sure to teach you everything you have to know to be his perfect little angel.

 Ransom was sat on one of the lavish chairs that your mother used to obsess about when she was still alive while he’s munching on some biscuits that he got from the pantry. He silently thanks the old lady who still does the groceries for the both of you. He stares back at the screen that’s currently playing one of those rom-coms that he always found ridiculous but entertaining.

Lost in his own thoughts, Ransom absentmindedly looks at the hallway that leads towards the kitchen only to see you skipping into the kitchen in a pair of leggings and a sweater that he gave you as a gift. He smiled at the thought of you wearing his sweater instead. Preferably after he’s done giving you an intense orgasm.

Feeling a bit hotter, Ransom removes his coat, leaving him in his soft white sweater. He lets out a grunt, fixing himself on the sofa and turning back towards the flat-screen tv. His hand wanders down to his pants, palming himself through his slacks while his other hand reaches for another biscuit.

Ransom’s heart jumped when you suddenly plopped yourself down on the sofa, legs on top of his thighs while the hand that was palming himself flies towards the air before landing on your legs.

“HEY, those are my favorite!” You point towards the biscuit that he was currently munching on. Ransom’s jaw clenches at the discomfort in his pants while your legs brush against his raging hard on. There’s no doubt that you have no idea what you’re doing to him or what your legs are currently brushing up against.

“Can I have some?” You give him a pleading look that only made his cock harder. He bites his lip as he squeezes your legs. “You gotta ask nicely, angel…”

“Can I please have some?” You repeat, voice as sweet as honey and the cause of the precum that slowly slicks the slit of Ransom’s thick girth.

Ransom lets out a groan before snatching a piece of biscuit and moving it towards your mouth, snatching it back when you went to take it from him.

“Ah-ah-ah. We’ve been together for a long time now… Is that right, my little angel?” Ransom laughs at your frown before you’re nodding at him curiously.

“I think it’s time that you call me daddy, right? I mean… I’ve been taking care of you, right? I’ve been treating you with so much love, is that right?” Ransom lets out a moan shamelessly at the sight of your innocent face nodding at him unknowingly. “You’ve been treating me very well…” You mumble under your breath but Ransom still heard you.

“Yeah… I’ve been treating you like my best girl. Like the best girl you are.” He brushes his pinky across your cheeks before pressing the piece of biscuit onto your bottom lip. He gave you a stern look before shaking his head when you went to open your mouth.

“You gotta ask nicely, angel… Who are you asking and what are you asking for hmm?” He leaned down towards the side of your face to sniff on your hair, chest grumbling in delight at your scent.

“Can I please have a biscuit, daddy?”

Ransom inhaled obnoxiously loud before smirking while nodding his head at you. “Such a polite little angel, aren’t you? Of course you can… Here, open that precious mouth.” He taps the biscuit on your bottom lip, shoving it gently inside your mouth, purposely grazing his fingers down your tongue. He watches you chew on the biscuit as you stared right back at him with those innocent eyes. His fingers massaged your chin as you chew, shoving them right back inside your mouth when he sees you swallow the biscuit.

 “Is it good?” He asks you, fingers assaulting the inside of your mouth. You nod your head, hands grasping the wrist that’s connected to the fingers in your mouth. Ransom felt you tugging his hand away but he only shoved his fingers further down your mouth, slightly pulling away when you started gagging on his fingers.

He lets out a chuckle before pulling his fingers completely out of your mouth, admiring the string of saliva that connected from your lips to his fingers. “Daddy has a lot of things to teach you…” He leans back before manipulating your body until your back was against his chest and your legs were spread apart by his own legs.

He takes another biscuit before shoving it into your mouth, fingers gripping your jaw as you chewed on the food, crumbs staining the sides of your mouth. “Just like that” He grumbles against your hair before skillfully tugging your leggings and underwear down until they were all the way down to your ankles. He didn’t give you enough to complain because his fingers were back inside your mouth, playing with your tongue and playfully teasing the back of your throat.

“Breathe through your nose, angel. Relax for daddy.” He whispers in your ear while his free hand caresses your face. “There ya go… Such a fast learner, aren’t ya?” He lets out a laugh before kissing your cheek and removing his fingers from your mouth. “You get a reward for being such a good girl”

Ransom’s wet fingers goes straight to your crotch while his other arm wraps itself around your torso to pull you closer to his body. His legs kept your thighs open so it was easy for him to tease the nub on your crotch.

“R-ransom…”

You let out a loud squeak when he slaps your pussy, legs shaking against his legs while he clicked his tongue disapprovingly.

“What’d I tell you to call me hmm? Come on, I know you’re a smart little angel.” He resumes playing with your clit, enjoying how responsive your body is to his touch.

“Nggghh” You squirm against his hold, chest heaving as she struggled to control her breathing. Ransom is willing to bet your mother’s fortune that you never experienced this type of feeling before. “Tell me what you’re feeling, angel”, he starts flicking his fingers faster until your crying desperately and hiding your face against his arm. He stops assaulting your clit, hands finding its way to your face to comfort you with smooth caresses. Ransom admires the sweat that started to form on your forehead and decides to remove the sweater you’re wearing.

Too out of it, you let him fully undress you, too tired and dazed to acknowledge the fact that you’re lying naked on your guardian’s chest. “That feel good?” Ransom asks, urging you to speak to him but loving the way that you laid limp against his chest. Oh it’s so easy to please his little angel. He hasn’t even made you cum yet.

“F-feels good…” Ransom watches you bite your bottom lip, his hold against you getting tighter as his cock gets harder at the sight of you.

“I can make you feel better than that, angel… You just gotta ask nicely. Just like how you asked for the biscuits. Do you want daddy to make you feel good?” His hand find itself back to your pussy, fingers starting its attack on your sensitive clit once more. He wasted no time in trying to get you off because in no time, he feels your body shaking against his and he knows that you’re close.

“You gotta ask for it nicely, angel… Tell daddy what you want” Ransom demands, the arm that was wrapped around your torso finds its way towards your breasts, massaging one and pinching the hard nipple. You whine out loud before gasping for air as you tried to speak coherent words.

“Daddy can y-you p-please…”

Ransom chuckles at your lack of words. Of course his little angel wouldn’t know what to ask for.

“You want daddy to make you cum?” He suggests, knowing that his smart angel would get what he wants her to do.

“D-daddy, can you please m-make me cum?” You repeat, words hoarse but understandable by a proud Ransom who starts rubbing your wet clit faster as he bends his head down to suck on the tit his massaging.

 “HHNNNNGGG!” You whine loudly, going stiff against Ransom’s hold before shaking tremendously as you reach your very first orgasm. Ransom’s hips thrust against your back as he gets needy from the sounds you’re making and the sight of your body trembling against his. He starts running his hands all over your body, whispering praises against your ears to comfort you.

“Such an angel…” He kisses the side of your face before guiding your body gently back to the sofa so you’re sitting beside him. “That feel good?” He asks, licking and sucking on the fingers he used to make you cum.

“Mhhmm…” You nod as you mumbled your answer, too embarrassed in front of him. “Don’t be shy, angel… You’re just being a good girl. Wanna know why I made you feel good?” Ransom waits for you to nod before continuing with a smile.

“Because you were such a good girl!” He nudges your chin with his fingers before placing his large palms on your shoulders. “And good girls always get rewards from their daddies. What do you say huh? Wanna be a good girl and help daddy with his problem?” He palms his covered crotch before smirking at your wondering eyes that’s looking down at his bulge. His jaw clenches at the sight of your curious face.

“H-how can I h-help?” Ransom chuckles at your nervousness before taking hold of your hand and guiding it towards his bulge. He watches your face as he makes you palm his hard on, thrusting against your touch in neediness and groaning at your tongue wetting your own lips.

Ransom releases your hand before tugging his slacks down and taking them off before sitting back on the sofa and taking your hand once more, wrapping your fingers around his thick shaft and moaning loudly at the pleasure you’re currently giving him. “That’s it angel… Ahh fuck!” He guides your hand into a faster stroke, wrapping your fingers around his cock tighter as he thrusts his hips against your hand, groaning loudly and shouting praises towards you. “Such a fucking good girl!” His eyes shut tightly as he feels himself getting closer.

“Fuck!” He hisses, abruptly pulling your hand away from his cock, chest heaving as he tries to slow down his breathing. “You almost made me cum” He mutters, laughing silently when you started to mumble out apologies.

“No, my little angel. That’s not a bad thing… I just want to cum somewhere else…” Ransom bites his lip before removing his white sweater and tossing it on the floor. In a heartbeat, he’s on top of you, fingers running all over your body in a comforting manner.

“You want your reward, sweetie?” Ransom asks with a teasing tone. “You’ve been such a good girl. I think it’s time for another reward.”

Your eyes widen in shock when you feel his lips against yours, gasping when his tongue started to poke its way through your lips before assaulting the inside of your mouth like his fingers did earlier.

Ransom’s mind started ringing when you started moaning and whimpering against his lips. Oh he’ll make his little angel feel so good. He’ll make you feel so full.

He managed to situate himself in between your legs while continuing the sloppy and needy kiss you two were having. He strokes his already painfully hard cock with one hand before sliding it against your folds to lube himself up with your juices.

He pulls away from the kiss as he lines his cock against your slit, smiling at the way that your legs shake when he bumps your sensitive clit with the hard head of his cock.

Ransom’s smile falters slightly when your hands start to push on his chest. “I-I’m scared”, your voice trembles as you try to push him which is really useless because his huge frame doesn’t move an inch.

Ransom takes both of your hands with one of his huge ones before trapping them above your head and diving down to capture your lips into another hungry kiss. “Don’t be scared. I promise to make you feel so good”, he says through the kisses, licking your tears away before resuming his wet kisses on your mouth. “You want me to make you feel so good, right angel?” Ransom smiles through the kiss as he feels your hesitant nod.

Ransom holds your hands tightly with one hand while the other hold caresses the side of your face in a comforting manner as he shoves his hard and thick cock into your tight hole, swallowing your cries with his hungry kisses. The hand that was caressing your face wipes your tears away as he shushes you. “It’s going to feel so good in a bit angel. I promise.” He stays inside your cunt for a while, making you feel weird at the fullness that his cock is giving your untouched pussy.

When Ransom feels your hips bucking up against his, he smiles and looks down at you with bright eyes. “You okay now? Want me to move?” Ransom gets an eager nod as a response and he only let out a short laugh before starting to pull out and shoving back into your tight cunt with a loud grunt. “So. Fucking. Tight.”, he hisses with each thrust.

“Mmmf. Mmm. Oomph.” Your moans and whines start to get louder as Ransom’s thrusts get sloppier because of the wetness that your cunt continues to produce. “Oh fuck you’re so wet for me angel”, Ransom watches his cock pound into you and he almost cums at the sight but he’s determined to make his little angel cum again before he could spill himself inside of her pretty pussy.

Ransom lets out a grunt before easily manipulating both of your bodies so you were straddling him, his cock still deep inside your cunt.

He places your hands on his shoulders for support before moving his hands on your hips, guiding you up and down his cock. “I’ll teach you how to ride daddy like a good girl soon but--”, he lifts you up and makes you stay in that position before moving one hand closer to your cunt so his thumb can start playing with your clit again. “—but for now, I’ll just ram into this tight pretty pussy”. Your eyes slams shut and your head falls on his shoulder when he thrusts his hips up in strong stroke, hands gripping you tightly as he guides your body against his, skin slapping each other as he pounds your pussy from under you.

He uses his other hand to push your shoulder away from him so he can see you clearly. “NGHH AH s-soo good!” Ransom watches you bounce on his cock while your eyes opened to look at him with those innocent eyes. How can you still look so innocent while he’s under you, making you take his cock as a fucking whore would.

“D-daddy s-so good”, your face is in a daze as Ransom doubled his efforts seeing you so close and feeling himself getting close as well. “Daddy making you feel good hmm?” He slams and slams his cock into you with vigor that it would probably leave you with a sore pussy for a few days.

Your shoulder starts quivering and Ransom feels you trying to stop him from bouncing you on his cock but he ignored it and continued to control your body. He slams his cock into your cunt a few more times, thumb rubbing your clit faster until you’re crying out loud as another orgasm hits you.

Ransom watches your eyes rolling back and your mouth opening as loud moans escape your mouth. He leans forwards to capture your lips once more before giving you a few more thrusts until he feels his balls tightening and snapping as spurts of cum come out of him and into your wet hole.

He lets your body fall on him as he wraps his arms around you, rubbing your back comfortingly and rocking you slightly that earns a whimper from you when he accidentally moves his cock that’s still inside of you.

He waits for the both of you to catch your breath before gently pulling his cock out of you and bending down to snatch his sweater off the floor.

He looks back at your face, your eyes fluttering as tiredness starts to envelop your body. He puts his sweater on you, smiling at how you look in his sweater. You look so much better in his sweater. And you look so beautiful with his cum dripping out of your cunt and face glowing at how he fucked you so good.

He leans down to press a kiss on your forehead then your lips. “You okay angel?” He laughs at you when you only nod sleepily at him. He picks his slacks up from the ground before putting it on and then he picks up your old sweater and uses it to clean you up, gently wiping his cum off your thighs.

He stands back up to admire you, so beautifully fucked. He’ll forever remember the way your pussy pulsed around his cock as he cums inside of you.

He lets out a dreamy sigh before picking your sleepy body up and walking towards the hallway, passing by your old room and into his room. Your room.

He lays you down on the bed as gently as he could before smiling when your face contorts into a frown when you groggily look at him. “How are you feeling angel?”

“G-good but tired.” Your quiet voice touches Ransom’s heart and he could only take a blanket before laying down beside you and tucking the both of you in. He presses a kiss on the side of your head before whispering a “sleep tight, my little angel.”

Ransom was about to close his eyes when he hears your voice again, making his heart leap out of his chest.

“I like being daddy’s good girl.”

Oh Ransom loves that too and he has a feeling that his little angel will continue to become his pretty little good girl so she’ll get all the rewards she can get.

And Ransom is willing to give you all the rewards he can give because you’re his one and only good little angel.

-------

an: no eating out or gobbling on the d cuz come onn... they were just eating those damn biscuits 🤧

taglist

General: @readermia @unlikelygalaxygiver @xoxabs88xox @anncutamarica @chaoticfiretaconerd @i-love-superhero @caffiend-queen @coconutqueen21 @jtargaryen18 @jennmurawski13 @mushyjellybeans @ninjabucky @evnscvll @buckstaybucky @donutloverxo @rebloggingeverything @adriannajackson Anything Chris: @patzammit @princess-evans-addict @shadowcatsworld @notyourtypicalrose @onetwo3000

this fic: @kyrarose16 @tokoyamisstuff