#i worry i wont be able to get across my reasoning as to why. i worry that theyll see just how odd my behaviour can be.

[rowarn]

I’m so happy i found your blog ;___; your soft simon/konig are literally a breath of fresh air like the other anon said😍💕 you write them so well and so tender and caring, they’re literally dream men tbh😮‍💨💕 what are yiur thoughts on how they’d be w a reader whose inexperienced?? both when it comes to intimacy and love in general (im thinking of a feral and skittish cat 🐈‍⬛ who mistrusts every approach and touch and backs away 😭) i always read abiut these men when they’re w a reader who is very sure of her self/sexuality and confidently engages w them (and don’t get me wrong i love reading it regardless!) but what abour when reader has no clue how to act/what to do and is kinda ashamed about it bc she doesn’t want to let her partner down bc she still possesses the v card🥴

(im totally not projecting 😭🙊 btw it’s totally fine if you don’t want to answer this!! wouldn’t want to overwhelm or cross any limits!)

HI MY LOVE IM GLAD UR ENJOYING MY STUFF!!!

hmmm i think both simon and könig wouldn't actually rlly say anything about sex unless you brought it up.

simons very perceptive, he can tell that you're a little shy and skittish about anything too intimate so he keeps his touches pg and simply follows your lead. he lets you guide the pace and he won't bring up getting his dick wet unless you do first.

if he catches on that you may actually want to properly discuss it (even if u don't flat out say it, again he can tell if somethings on your mind <3) then he'll be SO patient and soft with you as he listens. if you're embarrassed or scared, he'll do his best to reassure you that he's not some bumbling idiot who doesn't know how to make it feel good. and he's also not the type to really care about the idea of virginity. doesn't matter to him; he'll guide you and teach you everything snd he'll be so careful and sweet with you, you don't need to worry. he's not great with words but he does his best to get his thoughts across to put you at ease!!

könig wont bring it up bc he's kind of nervous. his thoughts sort of race when he doesn't get a black and white answer so when he notices you're a little skittish about him touching you, he goes thru 400 different reasons why and doesn't want to ask and scare u off by thinking he's some sex obsessed maniac (he's a pro at catastrophizing!!!)

will not ever bring it up avtually, you definitely will have to sit him down and spell out your thoughts to him. he'll noticeable relax in relief when he realizes you're not scared of him you're just....embarrassed?

unlike simon, he is pretty good with words. he blunt and gets straight to the point. he'll tell you that he's...big....everywhere and that he knows how to prep you so it won't hurt and that he would be SO careful if u felt like you were ready. he also assures you that it's nothing to be embarrassed about. contrary to simon, he does understand that some people view their virginity as something special and that if u want he can make it a rlly romantic evening for u!! it's up to u!!! just tell him what u want and he will follow your lead without a single thought <3

overall, simon isn't rlly the type to just jump into bed unless he gets the idea that you CLEARLY want to have sex with him. he's had his fair share of bedmates and he will definitely be able to pick up on any flirting. if he thinks you might not want to have sex, he wont say anything. he's a grown man who doesn't need to get his dick wet (: he's got his hand (yum) <3

and könig is.....könig. he's just happy to be here <3

I HOPE I ANSWERED UR QUESTIONS!!!!!

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Cinder has a blog where she writes drabbles and short stories, mostly angsty ones. Ruby requests a romantic short from her.

Cinder smirked as she watched Ruby pull on the chains that held her, licking her lips like a predator watching its prey. She sauntered over to Ruby and opened the cell door with a loud *klang*. “I told you that I’d have you.” 

“I’ll never give up my friends!” Ruby yelled out as she pulled her chains taught, only inches away from Cinder. “You can torture me all you want, but I’ll never talk!” 

“Dont worry, Huntress,” Cinder whispered as she placed a gentle hand on Ruby’s cheek. “It was never your friends that I was after. I have my prize right here.” 

Ruby pulled back to let her chains loosen. “I-I dont understand.” 

Cinder followed Ruby into the cell and gently took her hands, her amber eyes staring into silver pools of Ruby’s, a small blush crossing her lips. “You are the prize I’m after.” 

Before Ruby could argue, Cinder pulled her into a deep kiss. Soft moans left the huntress as she gave up trying to fight-”

“Ugh this is all wrong!” Cinder yelled out in frustration as she erased everything she had written. “Why does this have to be so hard?” 

Emerald shrugged. “I dont know, I kinda liked it. Maybe you can make a living off cheesy romance novels. But if you’re having that much trouble trying to write this, why not tell your requestor you cant do it?” 

“First off, I have a reputation to keep hold of. I’ve been able to spin every request I’ve been given into something that’s enjoyable. And second…” Cinder sighed and leaned back in her chair. “If I tell Ruby I cant do this request, then she’ll lose faith in me.” 

“And why does that matter? She doenst even know its you.” 

“You dont hear the way she talks about my stories. I dont know how long she’s been following me, but she loves my stories. And I cant let her down. So if she wants a romance, then she’s getting a romance.” 

Emerald rolled her eyes. “All I’m saying is that if its not jiving with you like you wanted, then all you have to do is tell her no.” She paused and narrowed her eyes at Cinder. “Unless… there’s another reason you’re hellbent on doing this.” 

Cinder looked away to hide the blush that slowly spread across her cheeks. “O-of course there isnt. Just… you know… my reputation.” *And to see the smile again,* she thought to herself. 

She wasnt sure what it was about Ruby, but seeing that smile on her face always made her heart flutter. And being given this request felt like a way to finally ask Ruby out without actually saying the words. To finally open up about her feelings for a good friend and maybe, just maybe, push open the floodgates to finally ask her on a date.

“If its a smile you want from here, then just get her a gift instead of stressing out about a stupid request.” Emerald got up and started to make her way out of the dorm. “But whatever you do, dont take too long. If you miss class again-” 

“I have a free period today, so dont worry.” 

“Whatever you say.” 

Cinder let out a soft sigh as the door was closed behind Emerald, staring at the blank screen in front of her. Then, a small smile crossed her lips. “A gift, huh?” 

She slowly started to type, getting immersed as the hours passed by. 

Cinder pulled her sword out of the dragon, wiping away black blood as she watched the beast start to disappear into a cloud of smoke and ash. Flames that had enveloped her slowly died out as her eyes gave a soft, golden glow in the moonlight. She turned to face the princess she had saved and offered a hand to her.

”You’re safe now.”

The princess cautiously took her savior’s hand, her voice quiet and soft as she hesitantly spoke. “A-and you’re sure it wont come back?”

"If it does, then I will make sure to save you. And I’ll keep doing it over and over again.”

The princess gave a soft smile and a nod, leaning into her champion. “Thank you, Knight Fall." 

Cinder pulled Ruby into a kiss, her hands running down the princess’s back. Everything she had lost had been worth it just for this moment. And everything was good again. 

Cinder read over her story again and again before finally posting it to her blog. It wasnt long before she saw the story had been liked and a smile had crossed her lips once she saw a message from Ruby. She closed her laptop and quickly got up, grabbing a hoodie to wear before heading out, only to pause when she saw her scroll. With a deep breath she started to type away, fingers trembling as she sent her question and waited for the reply.

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tged webtoon ep 156 spoilers and thoughts below the cut yeah yeah yeah

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I DONT KNOW WHY BUT I THINK THE WAY HE SITS BACK HERE IS REALLY SILLY HEEHEE

also if the panels are slightly blurry uuuuuh no they're not dont worry abt it

ok back to the top bc holy shit this chapter made me crazy again

OF ALL THE CHARACTERS I COULD HAVE EXPECTED A RETURN OF. IT WAS NOT LUPELLAN

HOLY FUCKING SHIT I REALLY THOUGHT WE WERE DONE WITH THAT GUY CAUSE YKNOW. DEAD. BUT HERE WE ARE AHHHH ITS ALL COMING TOGETHER

and ohhh god the restoration of fate kicking in alongside all of this is insane ,, , god it might even happen sooner depending on how quickly they kick their plans into gear ,,, also this guy (forgot his name LMFAO) looks downright terrifying

i wonder how they'll go about it actually,,, especially since alicia has already had a dose of that like, dark magic paranoia poison back when she raided targa's castle. will she be able to combat what their planning,,, do they know she had been poisoned before? probably not, right? ooohhh im so curious to know,,,,,,,

ANYWAY AHH LLOYD AND JAVIER AHHHHHH AAAHHHH

LLOYD GETTING. EMOTIONAL OVER FINALLY BEING CLOSE TO GETTING THE ANSWERS HE NEEDS BUT THEN IMMEDIATELY PUSHING PAST IT GGGHHHRRRRR GGGG IM BITING MY HAND IM BITING MY HAND

he's finally so close . he's so close to being able to permanently protect this place that he loves so dearly . ooohhhghhh hhhhh . he's gotta pursue and continue to the end god im shaking him

AND THEN JAVIER BEING FOND OF HIM

im so sorry i dont have a lot of brilliant things to say im just. KICKING MY FEET ROLLING ON THE FLOOR IM. AAAHHHH my singular Analysis braincell hasn't kicked in yet sorry

sorry okay if i just post panels and scream i wont actually get anywhere but i REALLY liked the oneliners/jokes in this episode specifically got me giggling my ass off

AND LLOYD BEING A FUCKING SCHEMER TOO YOU ASSHOLE /AFF

TOP TIER ACTOR WHAT THE HELLL HAHAHAHA HIS SMUG ASS FACE

i remember seeing a post on twt about the episode preview and it was this left frame of lloyd crying and i was like "WTF FULLY EMOTIONAL MOMENT WITH LLOYD??" BUT NO ITS JUST HIM BEING CONNIVING AS USUAL LMAO

and javier's reaction HAHAHAHAHAHAA

OH ANDNDD AND AND MY FAV PART OF THIS EP

shaking crying at the way they look at each other oh my god . javier fully understanding lloyd . that the outcome lloyd wants isnt just one that benefits himself or the estate, but one that satisfies everyone,,, theyre on the same page they want the same thing a good ending for everyone they love im gonna lose my fucking MARBLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE PROTAGONISTS EVERRRRRRRRRRRRRR

AND AND ANDD THE CALLUSES ON LLOYDS HANDS. IM. SHAKING CRYING AND JAVIER'S EXPRESSION AT HIS HANDS AAHHH AAA

lloyd saying this n that about being pragmatic and yet there's this blatant fucking evidence that he's been working so hard and so long for the most idealistic, best results for the people he cares about and the people he comes across no matter what . "pragmatic" and he's going about things in a long, constructive and taxing process all so that he can fight fate while also saving people instead of realistically accepting the permanence of it . this is so poorly worded but i hope u understand HOW INSANE THIS MAKES MEEE and javier catches this for sure the fucker im shaking him

AND THEIR GOD DAMN HIGH FIVE. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

"business relationship" I THINK NOT! Y'ALL HIGH FIVE'D!!! AAHHAFDLKJSDFHAHHAHAHAHAHA IM GONNA THROW UP /POS

THIS MADE ME SO FUCKING EMOTIONAL FOR SOME REASON I. GHGHGHHGHGHGHGHH the first high five they share im gonna fall apart into ten billion pieces

i said this on twt but like. if anyone suggests a high five irl i think i'm actually gonna just bawl in front of them i'm so serious llovier is a fucking plague

and their second one about the hellgate was really cute/funny LMFAOOO

this ep had me giggling and wiggling around like a fucking millipede i loved this so much HEHEHEHE

i think this is just abt the beginning of the end of the truth jewel arcs,,, god i wonder what the jewel will say!!! PRAYING that it says fate can be fought bc if it says "lol nah u cant" the devastation and anguish that would follow would be INSANE i wouldnt be able to take it. id stop reading right then and there /j

AND LUPELLAN AND THAT OTHER GUY WHAT ARE THEY GONNA DO TO ALICIA OH GODDDD

anyway that's all for now ,,,, i will see u next week, ,,,, or whenever i make my next shitpost,,,,!!!! end post!!!!!!!!!!

[urfavoritedcwhore]

the russian boy//part five

warnings: cussing, violence, mentions of alcohol usage

parts 1-4 on my page:)

lower case intended

part five: the realization

i wake up to theo at the bedroom door, dressed in his clothes from yesterday with his shoes in his hands. "WAKE UP", he yells into the room while my eyes are barely open. i try to sit up but i can't for some reason. i rub my eyes and look to my right side to see that im literally on top of boris, with  his arms draped around my back.

             (reference pic at bottom of story)

i immediately wiggle my way out of his arms. FUCK. have we been sleeping like this all night??? okay play it cool lucy, it happens. you two were asleep and drifted towards each other. be cool it literally means nothing. my thoughts are interrupted by theo again, "WAKE THE FUCK UP.", he yells throwing a shoe at boris. boris pops up startled, shouting something in a different language. "GET UP ITS 10:30 WERE SO FUCKING LATE.", theo says looking at both of us. i rub my temples and pick up my phone from beside me on the bed. "shit!", i say after seeing the time. boris, who's still half asleep but sitting perfectly upright is groaning. "ugh why so worried potter, we are always late, is fine.", he says in his broken english rubbing his eyes. theo comes over to the be and grabs boris by the shoulders, "the calculus test is today you dumb fuck and if i don't pass i'm gonna get held back.", theo says shaking him trying to get his point across. boris has a look of realization and pops out of bed and on to his feet. "shit, go start the car while we get dressed, we'll be fast.", he says tossing the car keys from his dresser to theo. theo runs downstairs and i hear the front door slam shut. i get out of bed while boris frantically runs around his room looking for clothes. i look out of boris's window and see my truck isn't in the drive way, "fuck my mom isn't back yet.", i say. " is ok new girl, i was going to drive you to school anyways.", boris says turning around with a smile. "no but my house key is on my car keys, i wont be able to get in and get clothes.", i say slightly remembering the blur of theo's wet body asleep on my clothes last night. "here!", boris says tossing me a pair of sweatpants, "wear sweater and these pants.". i catch the sweatpants and throw them of over the boxers i was wearing last night, and straighten out the sweater in wearing. "thanks dude.", i say relieved i'm not gonna have to wear the damp clothes from the night before.

we run downstairs after boris wiggles his way into a pair of skinny jeans. "shit how am i gonna brush my teeth?", i say feeling gross. boris looks at me, "no time, we just have to use gum.", he says pulling out a pack of spearmint gum out of his bag and tossing me a piece. gross. oh well, i literally don't have way to brush my teeth so i guess i have to settle for gum today. i pop it into my mouth and grab my bag as we head for the door. i go out first and hear boris yell, "goodbye popchyk, be good!", as he comes out behind me and shuts the door. theo rolls down boris's car window, "both of you, in the back im driving today.", he says. why do we have to sit in the back? oh shit. the passenger side door doesn't work and theo doesn't look like he's in the mood to get out and let boris crawl in through the drivers side. boris and i look at each other and get into the back of the car. as soon and the car door shuts theo is backing out of the drive and flying down the street. i take a hair tie from my wrist and put my hair up as best as i can with no brush. theo seems calmer now that we're in the car and driving. i notice boris snickering, and raise my eyebrows at him as a way to say "what?". he pats the middle seat and i scoot over to it, he gets next to my ear and whispers, "his face, it still has the marker on it.", i get a flash of last night (which im still remembering in bits and pieces) and remember we drew on his face. i let out a small chuckle. "what? what is it?", theo says listening to us giggle. when we don't answer he looks in the rear view mirror to look at us, but instead catches a glimpse of his face. "ohhh fuck you boris. hardy har har your a funny guy aren't you?", he says wiping the marker off his face with his thumb. this only makes us laugh harder, "i told you he would think it was me.", boris says still whispering in my ear. we laugh for a few more seconds before we both realize how bad our head hurt. "fuck my head is throbbing", boris says rubbing his temples. "i already took two advil's and i fell fine, so who's the one laughing now hm?", theo says with a hint of victory in his voice. "shut it potter.", boris says with a groan. boris plops his head on my shoulder, his eyes are closed and he's got a look of pain on his face. my head is throbbing too hard to think about anything so i lay my head on top of his and close my eyes. "sorry for grabbing you last night, you kept scooting towards me and you were cold to the touch. i held you to warm you up, but i fall asleep right after.", i hear boris whisper under my head. he grabbed me last night? he was the one who grabbed me and not the other way around? the first thing i can think to say is, "shit sorry, i move around a lot in my sleep and-", trying to apologize for moving from my side of the bed. "no is okay, i slept good with you on top of me. was very peaceful.", he whispers back cutting my apologies off. boris lifts his head from my shoulder bumping it on mine as he does so. we both let out a, "ouch!", then laugh before rubbing our heads with our hands. "pass we the weed potter.", boris says holding his hand out. this kid is fucking crazy. i'm so hungover the thought of drinking water makes me nauseous, and he wants to smoke? "how can you smoke right now? i feel like im gonna yack.", i say looking at him impressed and confused. theo opens the glove box and hands him the weed and papers. "no no, this is for after school, i can't smoke right now, would get to sick.", he tells me twisting his weed filled pill bottle open. "i was impressed there for a second.", i say nudging him playfully with my elbow. "no boris can't handle smoking with a hangover, he did it once and freaked out, puked everywhere. you would've thought he was on cid or something.", theo says looking at me in the rear view mirror. boris looks a theo and gives him the finger.

theo pulls into the school parking lot after about fifteen more minutes of driving. we unbuckle our seat belts, get out, and race to the office where we collect our tardy passes. "cmon we have english right now, we got about thirty minutes left in class.", theo says walking down the hall and checking his watch. as we all walk into english and give our slips to the teacher, and sit in our seats in the back. i feel everyone staring. after about 10 seconds no one is looking anymore...accept a black haired girl at the front of the class. she's smirking at me, but not in a friendly way more like a snarky way almost? i don't remember seeing this girl yesterday in class, i would've for sure remembered her, she's gorgeous. black hair, good clothes, nice jewelry, and a perfect smile, but the way she's looking at me makes me feel even more nauseous then before. she looks me up and down and cockly snickers , before turning back around in her seat to face the front. i turn to theo, "who's that girl?", i say nudging my head towards her. theo looks and his face goes blank, he looks around me to give boris a glance, but he's already asleep at his desk. theo looks back at me, "no one, just don't talk to her, ok? she's not a good person trust me.", theo says before looking back down at his empty desk. that was weird. maybe she picks on the guys? maybe she's just a mean girl, she definitely has that look to her. whatever, i've never even spoken to her so why would she have any problem with me? i'll just stay out of her way. this year has already had enough drama and having beef with a random girl is not on my 2023 bingo card. our teacher asks a question to the class that i can barley understand, but i see the girls hand shoot up instantly, "yes mrs Garcia?", he says pointing at her hand.

the girl gives back an answer to the question, to which the teacher seems throughly impressed by. "very good kailey.", he responds. where have i heard that name before? sure kailey is a common name, but i feel like it has some significance to me for some reason. i can't remember for the life of me even though it's on the tip of my brain, i decide to let it go. after twenty more minutes of class i hear the bell ring and everyone races out the door. i nudge boris with my hand, waking him up. he opens his eyes and looks at theo, me, and the empty class room. "is it lunch?", he asks sitting up and rubber his eyes. "mhm, and on the menu today we have...Tylenol! yum!", i say shaking the bottle of tylenol i found in my bag. i always forget i keep it in there, i saw it when i was getting out a pen and remembered why i love my mom for always making me bring an "emergency medicine pouch" everywhere. i also have Midol and cough drops, but i don't think those would be any help for this killer hangover headache. boris smiles and gets up from his chair, grabbing his bag, "cmon lets go to the car so we don't have to sit in that loud ass lunch room.", he says to theo and me. "alright just let me hit the bathroom first, you guys go ahead and go.", i say to them as we walk out of the class room. the boys nod and head towards the school exit doors, as i make my way to the ladies room. i walk in and head to the mirrors to see how bad my hair is, putting it up with no hairbrush was definitely not a simple task. i take the hair tie out and start combing my hair with my fingers before i put it up again. when i'm about to walk out a stall door close's, and i see the girl who was staring at me, the girl who's name is significant in someway that i can't remember, kailey. she walks up to the sink never taking her eyes off me and begins washing her hands, just as i turn around to leave she speaks. "you know i wouldn't have pegged you for his type.", i turn around to her confused by her words, "huh?", i say with genuine confusion. "don't play dumb. that's bor's sweater. comfy right? yeah i remember, i loved to sleep in it.", she says as i feel my face turn red with embarrassment. she continues, "you know it's sad though.", she turns off the sink and walks towards me grabbing a paper towel from the dispenser beside me. "i mean, sleeping with the first guy you meet here? a little pathetic don't you think?", she moves closer to me, i feel my face still burning red, but it's not from embarrassment anymore, it's anger. i clench my fists, who does this bitch think she is? who even is this bitch? "and showing up to school wearing it? bold move. it's only you're second day here, and you've already got a reputation lucy gardener.", she's inches away from my face now. "you know what people are saying?", she's with a smirk, "they're saying you're a fat. pathetic. desperate. slut.", she emphasizes each word with a stinging tone. before i can stop myself my hand comes up and darts forward in a fist. i look down and see her on the ground holding her nose, groaning. my face turns pale as i come to a realization. kailey. the girl boris told me about last night. oh my fuck. i just punched boris's ex girlfriend in the face.

reference pic for the way boris was holding lucy:

[omni-present-god-send]

Hazbin Hotel One-shot

This is just a quick oneshot that takes place during the finale. It’s also a niche way to intoduce y’all to my OC. Enjoy!

Alastor shuffled his way into his radio tower. What was left of it at least. Adam got him good. His chest burned as blood trickled down from the wound. He slammed the hatch behind him as he dragged himself to the control panel. “I can see the headlines now: Alastor, altruist, died for his friends!” He mocks himself. How did he get so close with these nincompoops so quickly? Well... there was one. One that was different then the others. “Alastor? Are you in there?”. Ah. There she is.

Alastor didn’t say a word. His heart going a mile-a-minute. He can’t let anyone see him like this. Especially not her. Not Ivy. Anyone but Ivy. “I wont force you to open the door. I just want to make sure you’re OK.” Her voice sounded so sad, so scared for him. Just like... just like his own mother would when he would come back from school or the factory. Bloody and bruised from the other children beating him. It wasn’t his fault his skin was darker! His mama had darker skin then him and she was the most beautiful woman in the world! Why couldn’t they see that? Why couldn’t his papa see that he was hurting them? Couldn’t Papa see that Mama and him didn’t like when he came home smelling like booze?

“Alastor? Are you alright? Please... at least let me know you’re alive.” Oh right. Ivy is still out there. Her voice was laced with tears as she spoke. He shook the memories away. This is no time to go down memory lane. “I’m alive. There is no reason to worry.” He forced out. Trying to make his voice seem normal. Ivy sighed from the other side of the hatch. “Thank God you’re alive.”

God wasn’t here. If he was, he wouldn’t care about someone like Alastor. Not in the way his mother and Ivy did. Alastor wasn’t someone who was easy to care about. He made sure of it. Never again would he let anyone close to him. He tried that once, and look where that got him. Fighting for his life on the floor of his destroyed radio tower. Where was God when you needed him? God wouldn’t tuck him into bed with a lullaby. God didn’t make him treats when he was sad. God wouldn’t scratch behind his ears when he was stressed. God didn’t put lavender in his room to help him sleep. God only had his father come home smelling like booze and death. God let a 7-year-old risk his life in a factory all day every day just for the hope of being able to eat at the end of the week. If God existed, he gave up on humanity a long time ago.

A folded piece of paper was shoved through the hatch. He started to crawl towards it. “We won. Adam is dead and the extermination is no more. Charlie is already making plans to rebuild the hotel. I was able to sneak them.” It certainly looked like something Charlie would call a plan. It looked like it was ripped right out of her notebook. Sketched on with a pen with colorful notes made around circled sections. Music notes of Charlies favorite song were going to be a center-piece of the front. Husk, Niffty and Angel would be getting upgraded rooms all to themselves. Lucifer, ugh, would be getting his own personal suite. Across from that, on the other side of the building, was a black tower. Circled with a red glitter-gel pen. Alastor’s New Radio Tower!!!! <3

Charlie added his radio tower into the plans? It looked... nice. Built into the building instead of smashed on like his old one. What was this warm feeling? It couldn’t have been the blood from his wound, that wasn’t near where the feeling was. The feeling was in his heart. Was he... emotional? Someone else had thought of him. Added something specific especially for him. It even looked like something he would design himself! Maybe they aren’t as stupid as he once thought.

Slowly, he opened the hatch for her. Ivy only had to straighten out her stance To enter the tower. Being a 10-feet-tall Orchid Mantis helps sometimes. Immediately she saw the wound. He couldn’t have looked much better in comparison. “Alright. Sit against the wall. I’ll see what I can do to help.” To this day, he still doesn’t know why he listened to her so quickly. That’s what he tells himself at least. He could tell that she was having trouble maneuvering around the tower with her size. She didn’t say anything though. Too focused on the bleeding wound in Alastor’s chest. “Alastor, I do apologize. However, I need you to remove your coat and shirt. Only if you’re comfortable with me touching you that is.” She was always so gentle with him. Never glared at him. Never... made him sad. He removed his hand from the wound.

The sudden air on the wound made it sting. Badly. He gave an unconscious hiss at the feeling. A warm hand cupped his face. “There there. It will be alright.” He leaned into her hand as his shoulders relaxed. He felt her slowly unbutton the rest of his coat with her other hand. She removed her hand from his face to help him out of his shirt. Alastor hasn’t been this vulnerable with someone in a very long time. It felt... nice to have someone else take care of him. Even if he had to almost die to get it.

But that’s not what happened. She had been caring for him for months. Caring for all of them really, but she seemed to give Alastor extra attention. Did she sing lullabies to the others? Or teach them how to play guitar? He doesn’t think so. He knows he’s selfish and cruel. It’s part of what makes him such a good Overlord and business partner. He knows that Charlie’s whole thing is to be as good a person as possible to try for redemption, but what could it hurt to be selfish about this one thing?

A hot stinging pain shot up from his wound. “Shh shh shh. It’s alright. It’s just the anti-septic.” He didn’t even notice the medical kit she brought. He felt her scratching just behind his ears. His breathing evened out as she pet his head. “Now, I’m going to have to stitch it up. I’m warning you now cause it’s going to hurt.” was his wound really that bad?

One look told him yes. Yes it was that bad. He heard fabric ripping. Looking up, Ivy had ripped off a piece of her skirt, folded it up, and was holding it up to his face. “Bite down. This will hurt.” So he did. His sharp teeth somehow not tearing through the soft fabric.

Alastor doesn’t know how long he stayed there. Sitting against the wall of his radio tower. Being stitched up for what felt like eternity. If it were anyone else, they would have been dead before the needle broke skin. The needle and thread going in and out of his skin was torture. Even still, Ivy tried to comfort him. “You’ll be alright.” I’m almost done.” Just a little more.” “You’re doing great.”.

How did a woman like this end up in Hell? Oh right, she killed her husband and ate his head. He keeps forgetting that.

Finally, the torture is finished and Ivy finished all the stitches. She began to wrap them up so they didn’t come out. “You did great Alastor. I’m so proud of you.” Those damn words. Why does she always know what to say before even Alastor does? “Who... who killed that prick?” he finally managed to strain out, not trying to make his voice seem normal.

Ivy gave a soft smile as she helped him into his shirt and coat. “You’ll never believe me, but Niffty is the one who killed Adam.” She laughed. Alastor loved that laugh. It meant that everything would be OK. “He was so busy insulting us that he didn’t even notice Niffty sneaking up behind him.”. Seems as though celebration is in order. “Can you stand?” Alastor tried. At least, likes to pretend he did. He was just so tired. His legs ‘gave out’ under him. Seems he’s a better actor then he thought. Ivy bought it hook, line, and sinker.

“Why don’t I carry you back? I’ll make sure the others don’t see.” Alastor gave her a nod. In an instant. He was being cradled in her arms like a child. He didn’t care if the others saw in that moment. She just felt so... warm. So safe and comforting. He closed his eyes and pretended. He pretended he was a child again. Being carried by his mama off to bed after a long day of working and whatever meal his darling mama was able to whip together. He could even hear her humming Alouette to him again. Oh wait, that was Ivy. He didn’t care. He fell asleep all the same. Perhaps God hasn’t given up on him yet. After all, he did send an Angel his way.

[not-a-seagull]

PRISON CELL – 05: “Cracking the Whip”

Background: Crow Prison.

Music: BGM 023

Edmond: Over the next few days, in addition to closely monitoring the new inmate, I will also assist with regular guard duties. I look forward to receiving your guidance.

Warden: No, no, it is I who is looking forward to your guidance, Vice-Captain. But I must say, it has come as quite a shock…

Warden: To think that in the space of a single day, the Grand Sorcerer… Or rather our newest inmate… could be suspected of such a serious crime.

Edmond: The investigation in the capital is still ongoing, and it was deemed best that he be held here for the time being to ensure he cannot interfere with proceedings.

Edmond: You have my gratitude for your full cooperation in this matter.

Warden: You’re far too kind, Vice-Captain. Keeping criminals off the streets is what we do.

Edmond: (It seems he has yet to grow suspicious…)

(Flashback) 

Eiden: Wanna hear more? Edmond?

Eiden: My plan is to pretend to be a criminal… and get myself locked up in Crow Prison.

Edmond: Outrageous! No! Absolutely not!

Eiden: But it’s doable, right? i’ve got it all figured out— we just need to come up with a decent enough reason to have me locked up.

Eiden: Any way you cut it, the Warden clearly doesn’t want us getting close to Quincy without him around.

Eiden: Even with you working as a guard, I’d say our chances are slim. And with the way Quincy was acting back there, I can’t just sit back and do nothing…

Eiden: Think about it… Why would he dodge our questions, refuse our help, and then tell us to leave?

Eiden: … This is just a theory, but I’d say the Warden and that other guard nearby had something to do with it…

Eiden: My guess is that he won’t tell us anything with those guys around.

Edmond: The walls have ears, as they say…? In that case…

Eiden: My plan could work, right? If I become an inmate here, I’ll be able to talk with Quincy one-on-one.

Edmond: But that also means I’ll be unable to remain by your side…

Eiden: Don’t worry, I wont do anything stupid!

(End of flashback)

Edmond: (I wonder how Eiden is doing…)

Edmond: (This plan is far too reckless!)

***

Background: Prison Cafeteria.

Music: BGM 023

Eiden: (I don’t see Edmond around… I guess only some of the guards are assigned to monitor the cafeteria.)

Quincy: ……

Eiden: (Alright, no time to waste—)

Eiden: (Target at ten o’clock… Seats empty on both sides… The perfect time to strike!)

Eiden speedily collects his breakfast, his sights on the hulking inmate dining alone in a secluded corner of the cafeteria—

Music: None. (Sound of food tray hitting the floor.)

Eiden: What the?!

As Eiden sets off walking, a figure blocks his path, causing him to drop his tray and splatter his milk across the cafeteria floor.

Eiden: What a waste…

Music: BGM 018

Guard: Newcomer, watch where you’re going! Just look at the mess you’ve made!

Eiden: You’re the one who stepped in front of me…

Guard: I was thinking of letting you off with just a warning, but did i just hear that right? Are you trying to say this was my fault?

Eiden: No, no, no! Of course not… It was totally my fault, I apologize—

Guard: Apologize? If apologies meant anything, we wouldn’t need places like this, now, would we?

Eiden: Ah, in that case, how about i show you a little chest—

Guard: Enough funny business! Keep it up and you’ll soon regret it!

A murmur ripples through the crowd of onlooking inmates as they enjoy the show. Unsurprised, Eiden senses the mockery in their stares.

Nervous Inmate: The newcomer again… That guard sure loves terrorizing the fresh meat.

Spectating Inmate: Only picks those weaker than him, that one. I feel for the new guy, I really do. Once he’s got his sights set on you, even breakfast is like running the gauntlet…

Eiden: (Damn, i didn’t plan on running into an asshole guard like this…)

Eiden: (If i don’t nip this in the bud, not only will he have my ass on a platter, the other inmates will see me as an easy target too… which would make my job here that much harder—)

Guard: Oi, I’m talking to you!

Peeved by Eiden’s lack of response, the guard grabs the new inmate by the collar, elevating the situation from a one-sided verbal beatdown to a—

Background: Nothing

? ?: Hey.

Guard: Huh? Can’t you see I’m busy here…

The imposing forest guardian approaches, towering over the guard— whose attitude, unsurprisingly, softens.

Background: Prison Cafeteria.

Guard: … W-What do you want?

Quincy: I’ve finished my breakfast. What’s my work assignment for today?

Guard: G-Go sit back down! You’ll get your assignment when it’s time…

Quincy: Now.

Guard: … Tch… Fine, come with me.

Music: None. (sounds of footsteps.)

(Quincy and guard leave the scene.)

Eiden: (Haha, no one says no to Quincy…)

Eiden: (But if my theory is correct, he’ll never tell me why he’s locked up here with the Warden and all these guards around…)

Eiden: (I guess infiltrating this place was only the first step… Looks like I’ve got my work cut out for me…)

End of Chapter.

Sources:

Background Images: NU Carnival wiki.

Guard Image: Also from the NU Carnival wiki.

Transcript: did it myself, with the help of this video.

Last chapter: Prison Cell 04 | Next chapter: Prison Cell 06

[project-youngrecklesslove]

meeting a person on a random encounter that was not expected maybe gave me some insight to just doing what the great Uncle talked about. the impact of such conversation reinforced my old thought of gathering knowledge from others.

i am so worried about something i thought i had control of and desperately needed control of to make sure something doesnt happen. and in that i lost my rage, the anger that fueled me to be the better version of me. what i thought was peace was becoming my addiction. it became what i depended on. not because it brought me pleasure, but peace.

trying to let go and randomly typing this should help me in discovering what priority takes in my life. i always thought it would be alone until thr change happened. then through ripples in the timeline, changed course from what i was projecting to be my reality.

from walking across a concrete bridge to being hit with harsh winds, freezing winters, and constant travel of heavy burdens, the bridge that once seemed indestructible from an asteroid seems like any crack it has now can rupture all of it.

it seemed i was walking back and forth crossing the depths i was afraid of but in my travels, discovered the fog never cleared up. what i thought was the end was only another column that in itself had enough land to be considered the end point. ive been traveling back and forth on this bridge that i realized it goes on. the end is not in sight.

rather than be afraid of the unknown depths, the fear is staying in what im discovering to be one of the many small isoalted lands. after solace int this time, i can see the next island which this bridge connects to. but vaugely can i see what it holds. it's so far.

with risk, comes an avalanche of uncertain. an endless amount of cracks from an impact to a slate. should i remain on this bridge, i could fall into an endless pit. should i stay on the island, i might not be able to move forward or even come back to my beginnings. the beginning that has given me such strong base as a man.

what i had to do to get to this point was guidance of others. specifically those i felt were genuine. and as time passed by, felt the prescence was full of hate. a hate that was being harbored from days on end. to know how many days is to reach a black hole. the desire of attaining something that will engulf you in an emotion i could not comprehend until within my touch.

the reason i had to walk and try is slipping my hands. but as a broken glass, maybe i should just set it aside. burn it in flames until it can molded into something else. carrying seems to hurt. i refused change and yet others were quicker to it.

maybe thats why i stay on this island. what i thought was my end is my plateau. to harbor anger from humanity once again to allow me to build my equipment to travel on again without the worry of the past will take all of me.

i might not be able to allow others on my journey, but maybe they can use my camp ive left behind. a place to stop by and read my adventure. joining this trip would allow me to fall in peace again. i do not want to feel vulnerable.

i see the picture of what i once was. i smile as i might encounter such person on this bridge. when the light shines through this fog, i can see the next island. but most of the times it is too dark to see. left alone for so long has allowed me to see what i think are ghosts. demons. creatures too familiar to believe they are real. if i come across myself, i can only be strong to complete my travel for the innocence i once knew. the innocence i still hold on to for my younger self.

maybe i can help others. lead them to their dreams. that which i am beginning to understand wont be for me. complacent i have been, yes. joyful in the small items of life i have received. but to have my dreams are too distant to even desire. seeing other's rejoice in their accomplishments seems to give me more light than my own greed. i admit that much.

maybe on this new journey, i can leave behind desires. the weight has given my knees pain from which is not reversible. i take a point to say im selfish and greedy. maybe i am or maybe not. but i keep to hopefully be a better human.

i dont know who will see this or take the time to womder from my words, but hope you can flee your doubts and embark on being strong and stand. i can only leave you these words stranger. but may we meet again.

[olko71]

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'I blew the whistle on Meta, now I won't work again'

Arturo Bejar

By Zoe Kleinman, Tom Gerken & Liv McMahon

BBC News

A former senior staff member at Meta said Instagram is not doing enough to protect teens from sexual harassment.

Arturo Béjar, who is testifying in front of the US Congress on Tuesday, said he thinks whistleblowing means he will never work in the industry again.

He worked for Meta, which owns Instagram and Facebook, between 2009 and 2015, and again from 2019 to 2021.

Meta said it had brought in “over 30 tools” to support a safe environment for teens online.

Mr Béjar said that part of his job was working to help better protect people online. He thought that things were going in the right direction before he left the company in 2015. However, he first realised that there was a problem with it – when he saw his daughter’s experience of Instagram.

Speaking to the BBC in an exclusive UK interview, he said “shortly after she went on Instagram, she started getting unwanted sexual advances – misogyny, harassment at 14.”

He said: “When we would talk about this… it turns out that all of her friends were experiencing the same. I was shocked. She said there was nothing [she] could do, because [she] had no option to report it.”

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Mr Béjar hopes that discussing his experience and that of his daughter in US Congress will help give lawmakers the information they need to take action.

“We’re in a very extraordinary time where there’s consensus across the political spectrum about the urgency and necessity of passing legislation that protects our kids, all of our kids,” he said.

He said it would be “easy” for Meta to implement a button specifically to let teens flag messages as sexual advances.

‘No transparency’

“I can speak first hand about how easy it is to build a button and a counter,” Mr Béjar said.

“I believe that the reason that they’re not doing this is because there’s no transparency about the harms that teenagers are experiencing on Instagram.

“And that’s why I’m coming forward right now… this is my retirement from technology.”

Currently, people can report Instagram messages for a range of reasons, including for containing “sexual exploitation or solicitation”.

A Meta spokesperson told the BBC it has created several features to protect teens online, such as implementing anonymous notifications of potentially hurtful content.

“Every day countless people inside and outside of Meta are working on how to help keep young people safe online,” they said.

“Working with parents and experts, we have also introduced over 30 tools to support teens and their families in having safe, positive experiences online.”

In 2021, Instagram introduced measures including making under-16 user accounts private by default and only letting older users message teens who followed them.

‘The least that we can do’

Mr Béjar, who was director of engineering at Facebook and responsible for its “protect and care team”, said tools implemented by Instagram didn’t go far enough, and were instead a “placebo for press and regulators”.

“They’re not based on the data of what people are experiencing,” he said.

“What you would expect to be able to ask them on this is, what percentage of teens experienced unwanted sexual advances?

“If you go into [Instagram] messages, I could not find any option that says: this is an unwanted advance.”

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According to the whistleblower, building a button that teens feel comfortable pressing is “the least that we can do”, because he claims the “report” button on Instagram may be underused.

“Research we did in 2011 shows that 13-year-olds are uncomfortable with the word report, because they worry that they will get themselves or somebody else in trouble,” he said.

“Imagine you’re a 13-year-old, and you get an unwanted sexual advance – how uncomfortable that is, how intense that experience is, and there’s nothing that they can use to say: ‘can you please help me with this?’

“If that button was available, then there would be data about who’s initiating those contacts.”

Meeting with Mosseri

Mr Béjar said he gathered information about this and went to “the top people” at Meta, including Instagram chief Adam Mosseri, to discuss his concerns in 2021.

“I came out of that meeting feeling like Adam completely understood the issue, to the point where we talked about how you would design that button,” he said.

“But I was not sure whether they were going to act on it.”

He claimed that internal statistics showed one-in-eight 13 to 15-year-olds had experienced an unwanted sexual advance on Instagram within a week.

The BBC has seen documents which show Mr Béjar flagged this statistic to Mr Mosseri.

“I deeply felt that they had a responsibility now,” he said.

“I asked Adam in an email… what should be an acceptable number or percentage of 13 to 15-year-olds who receive an unwanted sexual advance?

“Social media should not be a place where a kid receives those kinds of things.”

Hundreds of lawsuits

Meta, and other social media companies, are facing lawsuits in the US over the impact of social media platforms on teen mental health.

In October, dozens of US states filed a lawsuit arguing Meta had misled the public over risks of social media use and had contributed to a youth mental health crisis.

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At the time, a spokesperson for Meta said: “We’re disappointed that instead of working productively with companies across the industry to create clear, age-appropriate standards for the many apps teens use, the attorneys general have chosen this path.”

It followed an investigation in 2021 by several state prosecutors, after whistleblower Frances Haugen testified in the US that Meta knew its products could harm children.

Ms Haugen’s testimony followed a 2021 Wall Street Journal report leaking internal studies from the firm which it said showed teenagers blamed Instagram for increased levels of anxiety and depression.

Instagram published a lengthy blog defending its research in response to the report, and said it focused “on a limited set of findings and casts them in a negative light”.

“The research actually demonstrated that many teens we heard from feel that using Instagram helps them when they are struggling with the kinds of hard moments and issues teenagers have always faced,” Pratiti Raychoudhury, vice president and head of research at Meta said at the time.

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[abundantsnow]

damn i completely forgot to mention, some of these are gonna change over time as i write him into the plot lmao.

this specific chart is how he feels a few days after the hashira meeting in season 1. after that meeting he had met tanjiro and zenitsu in the butterfly mansion (inosuke was asleep lol)

"the incident" in question with sanemi was something that happened around... a year prior to the start of the anime?

and yes, he has encountered akaza. akaza is the only kizuki he has encountered and (for some reason) akaza never figured out hisato was a half-demon. to be fair, if he did, hed be getting hunted down by the rest of the kizuki atp cause akaza would immediately report it to muzan. thats why i initially wrote somewhere (i forgor where) that "every demon hisato has come across has never lived to see another day" because as i said, one of them would try and relay that information to muzan, who is completely unaware of hisatos existence.

oh and, he hates all the kizuki, if theyre a kizuki, he hates them. thats why i marked kaigaku and dakime as hate even if he doesnt know about them. doma is marked as black because of kanae and well. muzan is muzan.

if you dont know who kaigaku is... dont worry about it, hes in the manga. he'll show up in the first infinity arc movie, im sure. highly recommend you dont look him up lest you get major spoilers.

ill usually use the anime as a reference since while yes, i know what happens in the manga, most people know the anime more, its also easier to use the seasons and episodes in reference to time.

that being said, manga spoilers incoming!!! everything below this point has manga spoilers!! :) it also talks more about my plans for writing rather than the chart, so you rlly dont have to read it, i just yapped too much and it got away from me

going back to what i said earlier, i know muzan is able to see and hear memories from demons through their bloodcells as he does with tamayo in infinity castle. he ends up doing it with some of the other kizuki as well. i believe tamayo knew this for a long time and decided to relay that information to hisato, knowing that muzan is completely unaware of his existence. this is specifically why he swore to slay every demon hes come across. he let akaza get away in the past mostly because he was woefully unprepared for that battle and was actually panicking because he thought akaza had left the battle because he figured out hisato was a half-demon. but no that wasnt the case, the sun just came up and hisato forgot that other demons die in the sun lmao.

i havent posted what ive written so far, but i will be adding a lot of character dynamicism that gotouge failed to give a lot of characters. its really not new information that the pacing is pretty trash in kny and that some characters are so awfully 2D that it hurts my soul. sanemi, giyuu, obanai, kocho sisters and kanao, plus even zenitsu are all characters i wish to give some dynamicism to.

honestly, especially sanemi. im aware that him and giyuu the only remaining hashira by the end and i am a sanegiyuu shipper ofc (need to be in between them ngl), but sanemi.... why did he only JUST get his dynamic as genya was dying? why is it that his relationship with his brother isnt built on more. why do we never see things from sanemis perspective? all we know is that sanemi tried to disable genya so that hed leave the slayer corps, in some capacity showing that sanemi didnt want his brother, his only remaining family, to die to a demon too. (which ended up happening anyway, but yk genya ily you will be missed).

oh yeah, thats another thing thats probably gonna change, a lot of the characters that died.... wont die. this isnt a "everyone lives, no one dies" situation, but i feel that too many people died, even if that was the purpose of the battle itself, especially if it were to lead into their modern-day reincarnations. I want obamitsu to have their bittersweet happy ending as they both wait until their 25th birthday together, living peacefully married in a home as they recover from everything physically and mentally. (mitsuri is only gonna lose one arm so that tjey can still hold hands lol, obanai is still gonna be blind tho). i also need muichiro to live because hes my son i love him and i dont want him to die at 14 years old 💔💔💔💔💔💔 im a muitan shipper i want muichiro and tanjiro to live the last decade of their lives together in peace 💔💔💔

anyway thays all. this was technically meant to just elaborate on the chart a little more, but i accidentally went into detail about my plans for writing hisato lmao my bad

heuhuehuehuehuehueh

its his relationship chart!!! all of the ones on pinterest were low quality and it bugged me way too much. so i just said "fine ill do it myself" and just drew 30 different characters (and it took WAY longer than i thought it qould oh my god)

anyways i also wrote little notes for some of them bc hehe 🎀

[pizzapizzadickz]

I feel a lil bit better today after getting some rest in. I always feel better when I can spend a day at home. I think tomorrow I'll wear my noise cancelling headphones or something so I can chill even more.

...funny how my way to chill is just trying to eliminate all external stimuli

(Pt 1 for description rant)

[i-cant-sing]

I would like your input on this idea that's been floating in my dome. Baby fushiguro grows into young adult and they somehow find a lover without the zenin clan knowledge and gets engaged. She thinks that maybe that since she has grown perhaps uncle Noaya would AT LEAST see how happy they are and maybe eventually give his blessing.......SIKE BITCH HELL NAH

*young adult fushiguro introduces fiancé*

Uncle Noaya: He's hideous and poor, wont be able to take care of my bby...

*young adult fushiguro shows off ring*

Uncle Noaya: Thats such a small diamond! My bby needs a boulder diamond, see honey he doesnt love you, you deserve someone better!

*young adult fushiguro shows the proposal video*

Uncle Noaya: Where's the parade? Where's the fireworks? Where is the Tier 1 band playing in the background? He's not even proposing on top of the world! Honey look he doesn't even have any Hello Kitty shops owned! You need to break up with him before he takes you away from your Hello Kitty obsession because he'll get so needy!

(Btw sorry if this is long and might look like a request but I'm sorta new and just cant tell the difference between writing a ask or a request)

10000000% true because Naoya really doesn't think anybody is good for you. The only thing you got wrong is that:

1. He'd never be so nice about it and praise you for being superior to your fiance.

2. He'd much rather die than admit that he remembers the name of the pink hellish cat you're obsessed with.

Imagine reader being super nervous as she brings her fiance to the Zenin estate. It was already very hard dating him secretly, but now you felt like you were gonna fight one of the biggest curses of your life. Even that seemed easier than this.

Your fiance was confident that he'd win their hearts, he rubbed your back and assured you that you have nothing to worry about. But he doesn't know your family, he doesn't know how crazy they are.

You and your fiance sat across from your family. He was talking to them about how serious he is about you, how he'd make sure nothing ever upsets you, how he'd happily give up his life for you, all lovey dovey things. He had charmed up your aunties and other females of the family, but the men were a whole another story. They were glaring at him with distrusting eyes, loathing him for daring to steal your heart and plague your naive mind.

But they saw how happy you looked, how you beamed when your fiance held your hand, how you blushed when he tucked your hair behind your ear.

You were truly happy.

So as much as they hated the thought of someone kissing you and plaguing your innocence, they'd put up with it solely because you're happier than you've ever been.

They even do a background check on him, and he checks out. They've all accepted them, well- almost all of them.

Naoya is still in denial that you've dated someone, much less accepted someone's proposal. How had you been able to keep this charade up for years, right under his nose, is beyond him.

So, when you look to him for approval with those big doe eyes, it's really easy for him to say "Absolutely not." to you before leaving. You run after him, begging him to change his mind but all Naoya can think about is how that rat is gonna take you away and do disgusting things to you and traumatise you forever because clearly, no one else can protect you and love you like he does. All men are trash, all except him.

How tf is he supposed to let someone take away the child he raised himself? Youre his pride and joy, the only one to make him soft, the biggest pain in the ass, but you're his pain in the ass.

He simply won't let anyone take you.

Y/n: give me 1 good reason why I can't marry him-

Naoya, pulling out a list: he's too poor, so he can't maintain your lifestyle and will make you a poverty stricken child again. He's also very ugly, so he's not gonna give you good looking kids and he's not really handsome enough for the Zenin clan image. Also, you're stupid and naive to even date such an idiot in the first place-

Y/n: really? These are your reasons. They're ridiculous.

Naoya: ridiculous? They're absolutely valid-

Y/n: no, they're not. You're just jealous because no body wants to marry you.

Naoya:

Y/n:

Naoya:

Y/n: ugly ass ho-

Your poor s/o is just really confused when he comes for you, only to find you and your uncle Naoya fighting (more like Naoya putting you in chokehold while you pull hard at his hair) with each other.

[joekeeryswife]

missing dada - m.m

Yours and Masons daughter had just turned 8 months old. She could say a few words like mama and dada and pig for some weird reason but you had decided that was probably from her watching Peppa Pig all day. Mason had left for a few weeks to travel with the England team. Fern was a big daddies girl. she always wanted his time and attention. She was always happy during the day when she was distracted.

Y/N POV:

I had tried my best to keep Fern distracted. I take her to the park, to the zoo, to a swimming pool (obviously she can't swim but I hold her), and I take her to see my parents and Masons parents almost every other day. However at night time she was awful; crying and screaming.

It was around 7:30pm, I had put Fern to bed about 40 minutes ago and I had finally got some time to myself. Fern had been fussing all day. I then went got into bed and watched a bit of Tv. I was waiting for Mason to text me as he had a game today and I couldn't watch the match because of Fern.

About 3 hours later

I had woken up to Fern screaming. Her little cries broke my heart. I could hear her calling out for Mason and I knew there was nothing I could do, I knew Mason would be back in a few days so these would be the last nights of her crying for Mason. I got up and walked to her bedroom across from ours and listened at the door.

"dada. dada" she repeated over and over again, little sobs in between her words.

I walked into the room and see her holding onto the sides of her crib, tears running down her chubby cheeks, I saw her cheeks were tinted red as I turned on the light to her bedroom. Her little bottom lip quivering as tears kept falling.

"Oh my darling whats the matter" I cooed as I picked her up, cradling her in my arms, hugging her gently.

"Dada" She said sobbing as she hugged my neck.

"Oh baby, come on let's go to mummy's room" I said quickly, kissing her head.

I took her to my bed, placed her down next to my space and turned the light off. I picked up Fern and put her on my chest, playing with her hair, trying to get her to calm down even though there was still a few tears rolling down her cheeks.

"My sweet girl, dada will be home soon then you'll be so happy wont you hmm?" I said quietly, calming her down with soothing words.

I rubbed the tears off her face then stroked her back till she fell asleep. I knew tonight i would not be able to get back to sleep, I was to paranoid that she would cry again so I stayed up to be prepared.

In the morning I had messaged Mason, telling him what had been happening since he had been away, knowing he was nearing the end of his trip away I decided to tell him. I was keeping it a secret so he didn't worry and I knew he would leave the team to come back to be with her.

"Hey mase" I said into the phone as he answered the call.

"Hello darling, sorry I haven't facetimed you in a while, games have been so busy recently and I have had to do so many interviews, I've had no time" He replied explaining.

"No don't worry I just wanted to face time you about Fern, she's been missing you recently. She's been crying every night calling for you." I said telling him how, watching his face drop as i panned the camera down to Fern, who was asleep on my chest.

"Babe why didn't you say anything? I would have come home and helped you" he said, being serious and upset I didn't tell him.

"That's exactly why I didn't tell you love, you would have missed the biggest opportunity. She has been fine during the day, it's only at night time. And you're home in a few days, she'll see you then. Look i'll phone you again when she wakes up, give me 30 minutes she'll be awake and you can talk to her hmm?" I said to him, hearing people in the background,

"Ok fine but call me please, I want to talk to her" He said sternly.

"Ok I will, I love you" I said with a smile on my face

"I love you too" he said before ending the call.

30 minutes later:

Fern had woken up 10 minutes ago and was calling out for Mason again so I was calling him like I promised

"Hello princess, I miss you so much" he said with a smile on his face as he see's Fern smile on her face.

"Dada, mama, dada" she said smiling as she saw Mason's face on the screen.

"I'll be back soon then i'll spend all my time with you and we can give mama a break yea?" he said smiling at her face.

"dada" she said looking at me.

"yea baby daddy is on the phone" I said pointing at the phone.

After a few minutes of talking Mason had to go, however Fern had the biggest smile on her face the whole day after seeing Mason.

[misslauwie]

So after watching DG Reacts react to Jimin.

I feel so inspired because I think his reaction encapsulated FACE most beautifully and accurately. And I gained a newfound respect and appreciation of the album FACE.

DG mentioned in his reaction video that the whole album is a story telling about a man facing his inner demon and basically how he triumphs over his self doubt.

Watching old BTS content I know Jimin previously battle with self love. Maybe Im going to get cancelled for saying this but its only right he has an inferiority complex in the beginning because somebody gaslighted him prior to his debut that he's gonna get cut off. Why I say gaslight because I came across other blogger saying this (whom I cant remember forgive me but credit to this blogger) that if Jimin is going to get kick out of the group, he wont be launched as main dancer and lead vocalist.

Jimin mentioned that FACE is an album of what he went through during Covid. Some army told me that the Maknaes attached their identity to BTS as compared to the Hyung line. Hence I can imagine that not being able to see Army or his fans during Covid took a toll on him especially if hes looking for validation through socmed. We can all imagine what toxic thing Jimin came across even if he has his filter on.

Moving on to what I thought about FACE.

My favorite song in the album is actually Face Off.

Face Off

The way the song starts with a clownish music. I came across Jimin playing this song on the piano during in the soop moments I believe? But its such an apt way to illustrate how he is being treated like a clown; being made fun of, laughed at, jeered at, and being the bad guy to some children who are scared of clowns. Doesnt this ring a bell? Even when Jimin breathes, the haters are breathing on his nape and criticize every little thing that he did. He didnt post for a member (got hate), he post for a member (parasite trying to leech off another member popularity). Its damn if you do, damn if you don't. He is also the butt of some of cruelest joke, intended or otherwise. Hence the opening of face off with a clownish music (for me) perfectly illustrates what Jimin is going through in the real life. There maybe some other things behind the scenes but I pray and hope that he didnt suffer worse than what we can imagine.

Another reason why I like Face Off is just that its so relatable to me. I listen to it when I encounter dificult stuff in the workplace. No need to elaborate on office politic but when Jimin sings "I was fucking drunk" it just resonates.. Im fucking drunk to be able to trust the best in humanity. Well thats becoming so cynical all of a sudden.

Letter

is the next favorite of mine in the album. I love the background sound where I can hear the waves of the ocean. Just transport me to a different place in the back of my mind when I listen to the song.

also because this song makes me believe that a true love story is possible. Its literally a love song where one partner is trying to alleviate the other's concern. It reminds me of Brad Pitt love letter to Angeline Jolie before it all went bonker of course... where he said I try to love my wife more and more so that she can find it within herself to love herself as well.

Somehow Letter depicts of a love where two parties continue to give their best and work on the relationship. And my heart just aches when it comes to

We dont know what the future holds ...

But dont forget that we are always together

It just speaks of overwhelming love to me on that particular verse.

Human are destined to be born alone and die alone. Hence the confidence and assurance given to a partner, dont worry I will be by your side is so moving. Somehow I was reminded of a story where the husband was terminally ill but kept sending flower and gift to the partner during their anniversary. Such a beautiful love story. And I can totally imagine or picture such story when I listen to Letter.

Have you guys seen how Jimin smiles in the music video when he sang that verse? Its the smile of a man in love and secure in that love. so after the sad songs prior to Letter, I love that he has someone beside him to accompany him through the storm in his life.

Alone

is my 3rd favorite song. by now you must have notice im an emo kind of person. I believe Jimin as well. I remember during a live with Namjoon, he was telling Namjoon that he saw an old couple spending quality time together and hes moved by it. The way he loves to gaze at the moon as well. I digress.

But Jimin sounds so sad here...

There is a period not too long ago where I got disappointed. The song that I had on repeat was Alone. Its the part where Jimin sang:

(Mayday 날 꺼내줘)

(Mayday, get me out of here)

Make it right, it’s gonna be all right

Lie lie lie lie lie lie lie

DG in the reaction video depicts the song accurately. Its where a person with self doubt is having a toxic inner dialogue with themselves. They are trying to get out of the negative spiral by saying "its gonna be allright" but another voice in their head is silently mocking him "lie lie lie lie lie lie". I legit cried when I was listening to Alone on repeat. Its so relatable.

Set Me Free pt 2

Love SMF PT 2 for its coreography and production. I became an army; Jimin-bias army (dont cancel me im just being honest) through ON cinematography MV. Blue-haired Jimin just kicked me out of the stratosphere. Remember his iconic kick in that MV? I think its more iconic than his Michael Jackson kick in Dynamite MV.

The ending also gave me chills. Somehow the way Jimin was lifted by the dancers and when he lifted his finger reminds me of "The Creation of Adam" by Michelangelo.

It feels like Jimin is given a new breathe of life through SMF PT 2.

The poem on Jimin's body in the MV.

Widening Circle by Rilke

I live my life in widening circles

that reach out across the world.

I may not complete this last one

but I will give myself to it.

I circle around God, around the primordial tower.

I’ve been circling for thousands of years

and I still don’t know: am I a falcon,

a storm, or a great song?

I was curious on why Jimin tattoed the poem on his body in SMF PT 2. Did some digging on who Rilke is and interpretation of this particular poem.

Here is what I found:

The interpretation where it was said that obsession with the destination becomes an impediment to reaching it. Instead, by patiently inhabiting each step, we discover the center in ourselves and our feet naturally end up there.

Fiuuh by this point Im so blown away by how intricate, how detail oriented and how deep is Jimin instropection towards himself and life. He has always put out quality. Even V was mind boggled on why jimin always try to put his everything behind every performance. But I think the interpretation above depicts Jimin perfectly.. Hes the type of person who has laser focus and obsess on his work. Remember JHope saying seeing Jimin convinces him that efforts pay off in this world. YG also mentioned during his suchwita session with Taeyang that Jimin is a genius through hard work. Although I want to disagree with the Hyung line because if Jimin doesnt have anything to polish, his briliannce wont shine. Hes just an unpolished gem.

Jimin has always been a story teller.

Through his dances.

Through his vocal diction on his verses in every BTS song.

& now through his debut album FACE

im just so glad and happy im born in the same era as Jimin. as this kind of talent doesnt come in every generation.

I know hes also heavily influenced by raplines.

verses like desert become ocean, going insane to stay sane... Its all in the previous BTS song.

But Jimin has always been a master of story telling and double entendre.

He did it during his solo song Lie. Caught in a Lie and where he changed the key. Linking a reaction video where they explain the double entendre hidden in the chord.

He did it in the Bridge of Dis-Ease. I will never fade away (but where his vocal fades away or lower in volume)

And now he did it again in Alone. Like what I have mentioned above. Where hes telling himself everything is going to be alright but there is a lie lie lie lie background vocal right after.

Conclusion: FACE deserves so much more love. Its totally underrated. Remember during Festa 2022 where V was telling the members that he cant get his songs to have the right flow in the album and thats why he kept reshuffling the songs. I believe V may have already heard Jimin album and know that FACE is arranged in such a way that it tells a story. How freaking genius is that?

Well if any of you can name another artist with another album that has a story telling kind of flow, please comment.

We love you Jimin. Thank you for gifting us with such a masterpiece.

Borahae.

This is the best rendering of FACE I have come across.

Give it a watch

[demilypyro]

I hope i can articulate myself in a way thats not condescending or overly familiar, so if it comes across that way i apologize in advance but i tried!! I saw you earlier posting about someone engaging with years old posts of yours in insanely bad faith, and it causing a panic attack? Honestly, I think a lot of people can relate to that, and its a huge issue online, and we should all be working to end that behavior being acceptable. It is so horrible to not be able to exist online without someone being up your ass, you didnt think of every scenario possible and im offended and thats YOUR fault??? Huh???? Its unhinged, toxic, and honestly damages the communities these people try to advocate for. Because normal people will confuse the bad faith actors with the majority!

Im really sorry it is affecting you trying to make a livelihood, i wont offer any advice because i feel that is overstepping, but i think i speak for all your fans when i say we wouldnt want you to feel such stress. Its unfortunate being online means dealing with this crap, but we shouldnt take that and shrug, its not right and shouldnt be accepted. Anyway i hope this ask wasnt annoying to receive, please feel free to tell me to fuck off! Hahhaa

I dunno how I should feel. I'm not angry, I don't feel particularly wronged, I just wish these things didn't happen. Sometimes it feels like people just decide to mess with my reputation and there's nothing I can do about it, it's like they just don't care that I'm a real person whom their words and misinformation can hurt, and the idea that they'd threaten my reputation on a whim just causes stress my body can't handle. I start shaking, I get nauseous, I throw up. As an autistic person, I'm always afraid people will misunderstand or misconstrue my words. I'm feeling it now, even as I write this, because I don't know how people will respond when they read this message, I don't know what loopholes exist where they could draw the wrong meaning, and it's such a scary thing.

When that ask came in today, I tried to be as open and honest as I could about what happened and how I saw it, I even apologized for how I'd responded at the time, but for some reason it only made the person in question spread more lies and rumors about me, and I don't understand why. And there's nothing I can do because people who don't know me will just believe random posts about me without giving me any benefit of the doubt. It makes me worry for my future if people can just make things up about me and spread them with no checks or consequences. I've heard the same sentiment from other trans women recently. I dunno if I specifically get targeted because I'm trans, but whatever the reason is, I really wish it wouldn't happen.

I'm gonna go lie in bed now, turn off all my devices, and try not to throw up.

[myownprivatcidaho]

hi all, @theecholyte has been a dear friend of mine for a few years and now they need help to reach their goal of $800. im gonna put the info from their gofundme here, please boost this and donate if you can.

Hello, my name is Echo, I'm a non-binary, disabled (temporarily), Nerodivergent 21 year old who is currently living in a very stressful and toxic environment. I live with and financially depend on my mother and her husband (technically my step-father) who have both verbally, mentally and emotionally abused me ontop of my already existing trauma and mental issues from years of this kind of treatment from others, including them. They do not accept that I am non-binary and consistantly arise arguments/fights because of it, resulting in them giving me anxiety attacks and triggering my PTSD simply because they don't want to call me the name I prefer to be called by, ontop of driving away my other family and friends they have invited into their home due to their behavior. They have blamed my step sister (who is 2 months older than me) as well as myself on the trauma they have caused us to the point where they drove her to live across the country and will never see my step sister's daughter (my niece) ever again, in order to keep the baby from being exposed to the violence they have shown us. We were both physically abused by them as well, but once we started becoming young adults roughly around the ages 15-17, they stopped hitting us as much and eventually stopped completely after that (for reasons unknown) and my step sister got the worst of it. My youngest brother is also transgender, and they treat him the same, but he has outside help that he's getting from friends he knows, so im not too worried about him, since he's tough and will be able to get out soon enough.

Currently, I feel like I am fighting for my life. My stress levels have gotten to the point where I've gained many migranes (stress-induced as well as random migranes run in my family, but they're happening more often than normal as of late) and a fever because of it, which would go away after one night of rest so i knew i wasnt sick with anything really concerning, that i know of, since im fine now.

I feel as though I am at my breaking point, and my depression has gotten significantly worse as well, despite the medication i take for it as well as the coping mechanisms I use to ease it. I try to tell my mother the stress and pain im in, but she threatens to take me to a mental hospital every time i express that she makes me feel like i should... take my own life, basically, because of how she treats me, ontop of feeling like she wishes i were gone, among other reasons. She prefers to get onto me rather than try to comfort me and try to hear why I feel the way I do with concern. I feel as though she resents me for some reason unknown, resents all of her children... she seems like she has no sympathy for our mental health regardless of how she might actually feel, and will never understand that people deal with things in their own unique ways, and that no one else in the world operates completely like she does.

On multipule occasions, my mother has expressed that if I feel like I want to end my own life, that she wont try to stop me if it means I'll be happier that way, and almost encourages it. She's also stated to my brother when he was 16 that she knows she will bury me one day, and is content with that fact considering how I've been dealing with su*cidal idiations since I was very young.

Ontop of those interactions, when my step-sister was little and was crying to my mother about how she makes her want to end her own life, my mother replied by saying "Is that all? If you don't try to end your own life at least once as a teenager, that makes you the weird kid. It's a phase, I've tried it and so has all of my kids."

Her husband on the other hand, is a dog abuser and has thrown/kicked puppies and our older dogs, including one pit bull we had named Pepa, who was thrown over the fence and landed hard on her side when she somehow got out of the backyard (she was a huge sweetheart and would never hurt a soul). He has no sympathy what so ever for animals, and when I confronted him about throwing Pepa when she was vulnerable and weak after just having a littler of 14 puppies, he stated that he could have done so much worse. He also has a habit of yelling/snapping at his kids when theyre in pain or take his attention away from his video games simply because it annoys him and he "doesn't want to hear it". Once, before my first knee surgery several years ago, I fainted out of the diningroom chair (I deal with low blood sugar issues sometimes) and bruised my ACL, crying and screaming for help while everyone was asleep. He has woken up to see what happened, and while i was on the floor clutching my leg, crying for help, he stated that "I need to learn how to do it myself" and went to go back to sleep. I had sat there for another several minutes screaming and crying before my brother woke up and helped me onto the livingroom couch and made sure I was okay. (my mother was at work at the time so she didn't find out about this until I called her when I was finally on the couch. she also doesnt believe what her husband did even happened, because I didn't think to tell her about it until some time later.)

They both also believe that my step-sister deserved to be hit and punched in the face as a young teenager, simply because she has an anger/attidude problem. (She is now the smartest, most strong and mature woman I've ever known, She's a wonderful friend, and an even better mother who deserves the best.)

Just a few reasons I need to be away from them both, and examples to explain to you all how severe this situation is.

I'm at a loss, and just need to get away. I have a friend in Washington State (where i used to live) who is offering to help house me, and I just need the funds to get there considering i'm in Texas, as well as provide for my dog. My dog Remi (He's a 13 year old Schnauzer) currently has two ear infections and has had them for over a month, yet my mother refused to take him to the vet no matter how much I begged her since im unemployed and cant provide for him at the moment, I have ear drops that I used to temporarily help relieve his discomfort, but his contition continued to get more severe and the ear drops stopped working. (She's had no problem providing for him until recently, especially when he was the family's dog first before he became mine several years ago.) She constantly says how they have no money but its very hard to believe when they have recently had the funds to go to an expensive amusement park twice in two weeks and spend all of their money on merch. Luckily, a long time friend offered to pay for his treatments with what little money she does have, so my dog has finally been treated after having to stay overnight at the vet and is home now, taking madications and resting as he should. His vet bill was only $117, and my mother could have easily afforded it.

Now for as what I'll need the funds for, I had found out that the most efficient way I can get myself and my dog all the way up to Washinton State (Seattle/Everett area) from Boyd Texas, is to rent a car and drive up there myself. Now, I've had my licence since I was 16, and started driving at the age of 15 with a permit, and have taken many long road trips on my own before, so I'm rather confident in my abilities to travel that far. Also with my issues only being in my left leg, I've still been able to drive perfectly fine as long as I take breaks to stretch.

I have looked into many different airlines I possibly could for the cheapest tickets I could get for myself, as well as for my dog.. problem is, he's just a little too big to fit in the cabin of any plane I've reserched, I even called around and tried to recieve quotes and advice from airlines, but to no avail. I've also contacted animal transportation and shipping services, but they're all just very expensive and too complicated. I will also not put my baby boy in cargo on a plane, as it is dangerous.

For renting a car in my area, I will need to be able to find a place that will let me rent a car for 4 days so that I will have wiggle room to rest, make stops for gas/take my dog potty, and also get food while im on the way, considering my ideal route takes 1 day and 7 hours, minus the time ill need for stops and to rest, as well as traffic. The cheapest I could find while doing reserch is between $70-$90 a day for either a renter's choice car, or just any cheap car they have available, and for four days, that rounds up to be close to $300-$360 total for the trip. Ontop of that, gas for the one-way trip will cost roughly $300 or more depending on the car's milage.

Tomorrow (11/01) since it'll be a Monday, I'll be calling around for offers for my specific need to see if they'll have anything available for the end of this week or next week up to a month. I'm honestly willing to wait for this trip at least a month, but I'm not sure I could stand staying here longer than that at this point, since I'm wanting to leave as soon as possible for the sake of my mental health and well being, as well as the well being of my dog.

I appreciate any donations anyone makes no matter how much it is, it would mean everything to me to get out of here and finally be happier and feel safe for once. Thank you so very much if you read all of this, my situation may not be as severe as some peoples, but its certainly something worth addressing, I'd think.

I'll happily answer any questions anyone has for me regarding my situation, as I believe in the power of reassurance and cooperation, especially when it comes to strangers providing money for me which they absolutely do not have to give, out of the kindness of their hearts. I'll give as much information as I can to truely strengthen your trust in me that my situation is as genuine as I have stated.

Thank you so much for reading all of this, it means the world to me and more to have anyone take me seriously. Regardless if you donate or not, I hope you have a wonderful day, and to have a restful sleep every night this week.

[jess-tops-lupe]

I’ve Got You

This is my first time ever writing smut and it’s literally a garbage fire I’m sorry.

Basically Amelia has a bad day and Kai takes care of her. Smut with some angst.

Amelia was exhausted to say the least. There was a major pileup right when she got to work. Back to back surgeries all day, holed up in OR 2 for a full fourteen hours. She had fifteen patients, and only one didn’t survive. But of course she felt the overwhelming guilt of not being able to save that one. The patient was a single mom. And when Amelia walked into the waiting room to see the little boy curled up on a social worker’s lap, she could barely hold it together. You’re the reason he doesn’t have a mother anymore. She could usually pull herself together by the time she went to pick up Scout from daycare. And once she held him in her arms and looked into his adorable eyes she would always feel better. But Link had Scout for the weekend. And recently, although she wouldn’t admit it to anyone other than Richard Webber, she’s been having intense cravings. She wasn’t sure why or when they started, all she knew is she was hanging on by a thread. And this day has pushed her to her breaking point. Her feet ache, her neck stiff and sore from looking down all day. All she wanted to do was go home to Kai and curl up in their arms. That’s where she felt safe and calm. But she couldn’t bring herself to leave the hospital yet. It was late, but she knew they’d still be up waiting for her. She couldn’t go home and have them looking at her with their eyes full of worry support, ready to take care of her. She didn’t deserve that. So she went to the attendings lounge, poured herself a cup of cold coffee, and sat down to wait it out. It was around 3am when she finally stumbled home. She smiled when she slipped into their bedroom. Kai was sprawled out across the entire bed, snoring softly. She quietly changed into pajamas, careful not to wake her sleeping partner, then crawled into bed. As soon as she laid down next to them, they started to stir. “Hi baby, I missed you” they reach out and pull her into their arms. She stays stiff as a board and starts to shake and they immediately open their eyes. “Did you have a bad day?” they ask softly. Amelia can’t find any words, just looks down at her hands and nods her head slightly. “Can you tell me what happened, baby?” She keeps staring down and says nothing. They bring up a hand and start running their fingers through her hair. “That’s okay, you don’t have to tell me. You look exhausted. Do you think you could let me hold you while you get some sleep?” Amelia nods but her whole body is still shaking. Her body is stiff, all her muscles clenched. “Baby you need to calm down so you can get some rest. Can I help you relax? Let me take care of you”.

“I’m keeping you awake” Amelia forces out. These were the first words she’s said and they were a little startled but they just being up a hand to cup her cheek. “I can’t sleep when I know you’re hurting. Let me take care of you. You’re not a burden, Amelia. I know sometimes you need to feel close to me when you’re upset. Do you want me to touch you sweet girl?” Amelia blushes a deep red and bites her lip, nodding slightly. She’s so embarrassed but they know all the right things to say, all the right things to do when she’s feeling out of control. “Okay baby. Can you turn over and be my little spoon. I want to feel you against me”. Amelia shifts over and presses back against them. They feel solid and secure. Kai leans their head down and begins placing soft kisses on her neck and jaw. They hands gently roaming her body, not wanting to move too fast, just exploring and giving her soft and reassuring touches. Amelia begins to slowly melt into them, but her brain wont turn off. She can’t get her muscles to stop tightening. Kai continues to roam her body with their hands. One coming up to start teasing her breasts through her sleep shirt. “You’re being such a good girl for me. Just close your eyes and feel me touching you. Relax each muscle one at a time. You feel so good Amelia”. Kai knows when Amelia feels like this she needs reassurance. She definitely has a praise kink despite her self deprecating tendencies. And sometimes she just needs to be taken care of. Needs to be told she’s good and she’s loved. After a few minutes of giving her boobs some attention Amelia starts to get restless. She whines and pushes her hips back against them. “Do you want me to touch you, pretty baby?” She just whines again and pulls one of their hands down to the waistband of her underwear. They finally dip under the waistband to find soaking wet folds. They begin to gently circle her clit while nipping at her earlobe, wanting to build her up slowly. “You’re so beautiful Amelia. So smart, so good. You feel so good when I touch you”. They end each compliment with a kiss to her neck or to the side of her face. They pick up their pace a little, drawing tight and fast circles against her. Amelia rolls her hips against them and tries to stifle a moan. “No don’t hide. I love the pretty sounds you make. Let me hear you”. They continue their pace and soft kisses, not wanting to overwhelm their girlfriend, just building her up to that edge.

Amelia was so close. She just needed another little push. She couldn’t let herself relax enough, didn’t want to face the intense emotions she’s been running from all day. “Kai I’m….I’m so close” she whined, tears brimming in her eyes. “Shhhhh I’ve got you. Just let go. I’m right here” they say as they reach up and tweak a nipple. Amelia came with a sob, every muscle tensing and shaking. Kai slowed their hand and worked her through her orgasm, pressing soft kisses on any exposed skin they could find. They wait until she’s whimpering and her hips are bucking against them, then pull her onto their chest, wrapping her up in their arms and stroking her hair. “You did so good for me baby I’m so proud of you” they coo in her ear.

She nuzzles into their neck and closes her eyes. For a moment she tries to just breathe. She knows she’s safe in their arms but her brain is still slightly in overdrive. But she does feel much better. Her body is boneless and soft against them. It’s like their body is holding hers up, holding her together. “Let’s get some sleep okay? You need to rest that beautiful brain and we can talk in the morning” she just nods slightly, still unable to process her thoughts into words, and attempts to pull them even closer. “Hey I’m right here Ames, just close your eyes”. She’s laying on top of them with her arms wrapped tightly around their torso. They keep one hand threaded through her thick curls, the other scratching softly up and down her back. Kai waits until they know she’s asleep, her breathing finally evening out. They press a kiss to her hair before whispering “I love you, Amelia” and drift off to sleep themselves.