#i’m lightheaded thinking abt it

[legofbicuriosity]

ok so there’s a quote/lyric/something and i don’t know where it’s from but it goes “you said “i’m fine alone, but it’s good to see you, man. i feel cut off from all i have been but am i the stump or am i the limb?” so if anyone knows or could tell me where it’s from that would be super cool

[mvrcellasarchive]

losing sleep bc of how people misuse the term "abuser" so frequently... someone who hurts you does not necessarily mean that they are an ABUSER.... i just........ i need people to........................................... sigh

[tangerinesunbeam]

just bought car insurance for the first time ever as a new driver……i am LIGHTHEADED that was such a lot of money

[slamminslamminmcgill]

saw a tweet abt asking joel to chase you through the woods and catch you and pin you down in the dirt and fuck the life out of you and im OBSESSED!!!

already being winded and lightheaded from running, you trip over a tree’s roots and faceplant on the ground. you scramble to get up, thinking you’ve still got enough distance between you two, but as soon as you get to your hands and knees, his boot stomps down on your back and flattens you out again.

“got’cha.”

he pulls your pants and underwear down just below your asscheeks, and you lift your hips up to help him out. the hard part’s over, and you’re just aching to get to the fun; you can’t even be bothered to fake a struggle. you hear his belt clinking, his zipper unzipping, and some fabric rustling. he takes his foot off your back and kneels down, his strong legs flanking yours. he whips out his half-hard cock, and slaps it against your clit over and over. your body jolts upward, your cunt springs a leak, and you’re whimpering loud enough to attract attention. joel loves it, but he’s taking his role seriously.

“shut up. don’t need me a fuckin’ audience.”

now fully hard, he stops frotting against you and pokes his head into the center of your hole, but he doesn’t breach it. you squirm, scooping your hips and trying to catch him in there yourself, but he’s too strong. he takes mercy on you, though, and pushes inside you. he’s so thick, the stretch of him always aches, especially with almost zero foreplay. your body tries to scream, but your lungs are practically empty. all that comes out is a choked little gulp. instinctively, you claw at the ground in front of you, unwittingly dragging your body away from him. joel takes hold of your hips, and yanks you backwards into him, bottoming out with pure force and no warning.

“nuh uh, y’ain’t goin’ nowhere, whore. you stay right the fuck there ‘til i’m done.”

and with no chance of resistance, you accept your position. you cross your arms around your dirt-smeared face, sobbing into your makeshift pillow. clenching fistfuls of grass while he ravages you, turning your weakened body into his cumdump.

and all the while, the only thing on your mind is that you’re definitely making him do this again.

(this post was written by a trans man. do NOT refer to the reader as female)

[mountainficss]

STAWPPP 🦈 ANON HERE .. THE FIC WAS TOO GOOD😭😭😭 DAMN U KNOW HOW TO WRITE. anyways im back for more cuz omggg I SAW THIS LIKE REALLY WOWOWOW PHOTO OF WONWOO like w/ his hair wet and stuff and GWOWODODOD DAMN (https://pin.it/3hCKDB7wu) just thinking abt how shower sex with wonwoo would be, ugh thanks again 4 answering, I always get so anxious writing these !! ^_^

!! mentions of: shower sex, unprotected sex, fingering

OH MY??? jeon wonwoo…ugh he’s so pretty…

ALSO I MISSED U 🦈 ANON I’M SO GLAD YOU LIKED THE JOSHUA FIC <333 i’m so sorry i take forever to respond these days. these professors must really want me to stay busy with all this work they’re giving smh. ALSO PLEASE DON’T BE ANXIOUS I LOVE HEARING FROM YOU ALL <333

omg shower sex with wonwoo would be so sweet. after a long day it’s what both of you would need. maybe work is rough on the both of you or you just want to spend some quality time together. either way shower sex is the perfect way to wind down! he’d slide in the shower with you, the water soaking his hair and causing little droplets to run down his pretty face. would pull your body to his chest and press sweet little kisses to your neck from behind, licking and sucking on the skin lovingly <3 he’d stick two fingers inside your heat, fucking you slowly and stretching you out so you can take him better ;( no matter what wonwoo always takes the time to prep you, he never wants it to be painful for you (and i just know he’s got that dumb dick so it’s gonna hurt more if he doesn’t prep—). he’d pull his fingers out, licking them clean as he guides his length to your hole. he’d push in slowly, one hand gripping your hip while the other snakes around to knead your chest. and while you adjust to the stretch he’d be whispering the sweetest praises in your ear about how you look so pretty for him and how his cock was made for only you </3 the steam from the shower and the feeling of wonwoo filling you up so well would make you lightheaded, already feeling cock-drunk despite him barely even fucking you ;( he’d thrust gently at first, checking constantly to make sure he wasn’t hurting you. you’d have to practically beg him to go faster because he’s always so worried about you </3 but then his thrusts would gradually speed up, the sound of skin colliding and the shower running echoing through the bathroom. he’d let out the lewdest whines and whimpers next to your ear, licking up your neck and pressing a small kiss to your jawline. he’d pull your body as close as physically possible and wrap his arms around your torso, your back pressed against his chest so closely you can feel his heart hammering ;( you’d push your hands against the foggy glass to steady yourself, leaving smudged hand prints as wonwoo drills into you. it wouldn’t take you long to finish with how desperately he was fucking you, the sound of wet skin and wonwoo’s sweet moans sending you over the edge. he’d reach a hand down to rub circles on your clit as you cum, feeling you jolt against him. he’d cum inside you as your walls tighten around him, continuing to rub your clit through his orgasm </3 his moans would be so pretty as he fucks his cum deep into your hole. your legs would wobble, feeling weak as you both struggle to catch your breath in the steamy shower. he’d be panting as he pulls out, reaching two fingers down to your hole to fuck his cum back inside ;(

you’d both be so tired but wonwoo would still take the time to clean you up, lathering your hair in shampoo and gently massaging it into your scalp. you’d lean against him, your eyes fluttering closed as you feel wonwoo’s fingers in your hair and listen to the sound of the warm water raining down on the both of you </3333 god i love wonwoo so much

[kooberryfields4ever]

releasing a little earlier than anticipated cos it’s 4:30am and i can’t sleep cos i’m busy thinking abt jay ….. i was sooo excited to work on this one icl😭😭 jay nsfw alphabet will be a ride (literally) 🙏 jake up next and then enha hyung line is finished nd i’ll probs start teasing fics/drabbles …. & i’ll probs release ones for jk/soobieboobie too so if ur interested in them pls look out🥺

content warning : nsfw below the cut, dom/sub vibes, ddlg, breeding, spanking/bdsm (minor) etc etc

MDNI !

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

jay is a very attentive and romantically in-tune guy !!! despite how rough he likes to be with ur body he’ll always make sure ur perfectly looked after when he’s done using u

and boy will he use u…… like aftercare is very much necessary….. more on that later :3

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

fingers………… guitarist…… need i elaborate???

and he’s so good with them too like to the point where some nights u beg him to just use his fingers to get u off

his favourite body part of urs is ur ass :3

just loves seeing how red it gets when he spanks u to tears

the way it jiggles after he slaps it n it just feels so good to play with it n grab it n spread it so he can get a perfect view of ur holes all creamy for him :((

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

very clean abt it, likes using condoms so he can throw away what’s necessary and there’s less to clean up

but on the off chance that he’s feeling particularly primal :))

expect to be fucked absolutely to the brim w his cum :))

like i’m talking no holding back full breeding kink jongseong mode, wants to see u full enough to carry a baby even tho ur on the pill nd the chances r so low &lt;;/3

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

has maybe thought abt babytrapping u once or twice😄😄 he can’t help it :(( the thought of u with a beautiful round belly and swollen tits makes his mouth water :(( just wants u bred so perfectly, wants to make u a mummy so bad…..

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

i think jay is one of those naturally gifted sex havers

like i don’t think he watches porn much and like everyone else i’ve spoken abt i think it’s too early into their career and they’re too busy to experience much in their own schedules

but he just gets it,,,,,, like he knows his own vibes and he knows what he’s into and he’s VERY in tune with his partners

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

reverse cowgirl :3

loves to see that fat ass bounce while he fucks u from below….

gives him a god opportunity to pull u back against his chest n wrap his fingers around ur throat too

drives him crazy seeing u get lightheaded while he pounds into ur pussy

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

defos a more serious lover but not in a sunghoon way, more intimidating….

i just see him getting rly turned on when u listen to his instructions and take what he says seriously outside of sex, so i feel like it would apply during as well

but not necessarily always serious

like there are days he feels less dom and just wants to fuck his girl nice and slow, feel u squeeze around him, that’s when he’ll be open to a few giggles and having fun

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

in between hoon and heeseung methinks

like not fully shaven but def trims shorter and more regularly than hee

feels more masculine with hair nd kind of likes when he sees ur nose buried in his bush when u give him head

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

he’s very romantic &lt;3

sex is passion and love and seduction and jay wants to make sure that even when he’s being rough and a little bit mean u know he loves u beyond what he could possibly articulate

so yeah expect candles and roses and slow sensual music while he drives himself deep into ur cunt

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

likes to have a wank every now and again, for his health x

not shy to call u up or text u (sext u) when he wants to get off and ur not around

just be prepared for videos of him jerking it from start to finish where all u can hear is the slickness of his cock in his hand and his quick breaths while he tells u how bad he misses that cunt of urs, wants to fuck his cute little girl so bad….

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

don’t shoot me

a little bit of ddlg

discovered it one night randomly when u guys were discussing ur future and having children and u referred to him as “a daddy” offhandedly

made his cock instantly hard, he just knew that second he had to fuck u and fill u with his cum and get u to call him daddy again the whole night like a good little girl

also think he’d be major into giving praise, not much of a degrader but if ur being a stubborn little girl don’t expect him to be nice about it….

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

bed.

yawnnnnn kooberry will u ever say anything different

no >:( enha hyung line to me (minus jake) want to share their intimacy with nothing but the bedroom !!!!!

like why fuck u anywhere but in his bed where he knows nobody else can see his little girl while he pounds into her tight pussy and works her clit until she’s cumming around his cock again and again :((

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

when ur being rly attentive and good for him, like without realising

like if he tells u to get something from the fridge for him and u do it without question…..

takes all of his willpower to not stop cooking and bend u over the kitchen counter to stuff u full of his fingers nd praise u for being such a good girl for daddy :3

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

probably heavy degradation, calling u a slut, whore etc

i think the worst he’d say is “stop being such a fucking brat” nd that’s if ur testing his patience like pushing his buttons to no end (which he enjoys sometimes)

would also probably start fucking u harder and faster in apology while spanking ur ass beet red for being a brat

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

prefers giving. loves treating u good and making sure ur looked after before him

it’s not sex with jeongseong if u havent orgasmed at least once before he fucks u

maybe even twice

likes receiving too, loves when u relax ur throat around him and let him use his hands to guide u nd fuck ur throat a little

especially when u gag a little omfg. drives him crazy with need like …. ur letting him use ur mouth soooo well like a good girl

defos still more of a giver

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

fast and VERY rough

like shoving ur face into the pillow to get u to shut the fuck up while he pounds into u kind of rough

can’t have anyone else hear how good his little girl takes his cock can he ???? then he’d rly have to punish u

flips u onto ur back so he can pin ur legs against the side of ur head and shove himself deeper and deeper while sucking on ur nipples and rubbing ur clit aggressively

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

he would, by this point he’s an expert with ur pussy and knows he can make u cum easily if ur both needy but on a time crunch

like i can picture him shoving u into the supply cupboard at mubank before prerecording and pressing u against the wall…. has to apologise over and over again for the stretch cos he can’t open u up properly rn but it’s okay cos ur already so wet he can just slide right in anyway :(( and then his fingers are already at ur clit or tweaking ur nipples so u cum first <3 nd he can get u on ur knees and shove his length down ur throat until he finishes with no mess :3

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

sure, risk is a part of the fun ;)

would gladly take u in semi-public places like a fitting room or an unlocked dressing room bc it turns him on thinking about the ways he can get u to shut the fuck up

like how deep can he fuck u while ur mouth is gagged with ur panties ?? the answer is VERY

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

honestly takes him a long time to cum so i don’t necessarily see him wanting to go multiple rounds when ur always so spent after the first from how long he plays with u and fucks u

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

owns them for u and u only

stuff like a small paddle or different vibrator wands cos sometimes he wants to try something new and get u to cum harder, like a challenge to himself

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

teases when he feels like a) u need punishment, or b) he’s feeling like a bit of a dickhead

likes to thrust his raw dick up and down ur wet folds while he opens up the condom wrapper, just to hear u beg a little

but if u beg hard enough (and call him daddy) he’ll forget the condom all together and just slide into u raw nd give his little girl exactly what she needs :((

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

rly low grunts

i just don’t think he’s very vocal otherwise, maybe when he’s praising u or telling u how bratty ur being

but otherwise it’s just his deep sexy grunts

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

u nd him r cooking in the kitchen when his phone rings…. his hands r all messy so he asks u to go answer it and of course like the good girl u are, u obey immediately :3 nd u look so cute when u answer, covering the microphone to whisper “it’s jake” to him, that he can’t help but rinse off his fingers immediately and pin u to the wall……. n he’s being so dirty :(( and unfair :(((( and whispering shit in ur ear like “daddy’s good girl, answering the phone for me, ur not gonna let him hear u now tho are u??” while u try to hold back moans n he shoves his fingers past ur waistband :(((

and jake’s just as confused !!!!! “y/n??? u good??? where’s jay??” he questions while jay plays with ur pussy and kisses at ur neck, telling u to answer

he’s so mean :((( u just have to tell jake to call back later he’s too busy!!!!! hanging up and tossing the phone to the side so jay can finish u off ^_^

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

slightly above average length, not too girthy

made to shove himself deep and fill u up just enough to beg for more :3

circumcised !

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

pretty average, needs to fuck u at least once a week if he can

can do without for a while but just be careful when ur back around him bc there’ll be some subconscious pent up energy there….

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

i think he falls asleep quite easily after sex

likes to clean u up and give u a massage and some food n drink but as soon as he’s done all that and cuddled up next to u he’s out like a light

[maxipad33]

my mouth wide open like a hungry chick: snippet of your maxiel wip? 🐤

omg my maxiel wip yes! i'm always happy to talk about it, the fic is called oubliette and it's a clunky pit of angst that i've been chugging away at slowly!

more abt the fic below in the read more, but some warnings before opening:

cw: non-con, non-consensual drug use

disclaimer: i don't consider myself a writer in the slightest i just really love reading fic and decided to try to write one myself LOL

oubliette follows a canon-adjacent max after he discovers he was drugged and raped despite having no memory of the event. very slowburn but daniel tries to be there for him later in the aftermath and recovery.

here's a snippet of max after getting examined in the hospital:

“Do you want to call anyone?” she asks, and when he nods she leaves the room to give him some privacy. With a gentle snick the door closes behind her, and Max exhales as he’s finally alone. He fishes his phone out of the pocket of his jeans, still piled in a heap on the empty chair in the corner. He can feel the cold linoleum of the floor through his socks. He sits back down, staring at his contacts list, before laying down fully when the wall of names makes him feel lightheaded. He scrolls down, hovers over his mother’s name. She hasn’t spoken to him since…since before, but surely she would… He thinks of his mother, who likes to busy herself with gardening and recently learned how to crochet little hats and mittens for her grandchildren, who used to look blankly out the kitchen window before Jos would come home from work. Max thinks better of it and calls his dad, remembers the way his hand felt so much bigger and warmer than his when he was younger, the way he could grab him and swing him up onto his shoulders in one cool movement, the way he felt bigger than the entire world. The phone rings, and rings, and rings, and clicks over to voicemail. His throat feels tight as he dials again.  Alsjeblieft, he thinks, Papa, he begs, and misses the way Jos’s arms held him tight when he skinned his knee falling off his bike, when he got his super license, when he first won the championship. It’s all going away now, he realizes, and the phone keeps ringing. He doesn’t even let it go to voicemail, just hangs up and dials one last time. His father is slipping out of his fingers, probably slipped out of them a long time ago, when he looked down on his only son and didn’t recognize him, pathetic and lost, sitting alone on a couch in an apartment filled with decay. If desperation was an animal it would look like Max Verstappen, phone clutched in one hand as he lay lonely in an examination room. Papa, Papa, he begs like he’s a child again, but the phone goes to voicemail, and he breathes shakily into the receiver. I’m scared, he thinks, and knows it to be true. “Ik ben bang, Papa,” he chokes out, but the dial tone sounds in his ear and it’s over. Unbidden, a single tear falls from his eye, and then suddenly a flood, and his whole head feels hot as he cries.

[bordysbae]

Heyyy can I request another follow up imagine with Ethan and the diabetic reader?? Anything you want 🙏🏼

“i told you so”

ethan edwards x reader

ps: i don’t know much abt diabetes so i hope this correct! also i’m sorry this is short and kinda boring i had no idea what to write tbh

word count: 0.3k

you and ethan are having a little study date in his house, and you suddenly start to get a little dizzy and lightheaded. this usually happens to you when you’re going low, but it also commonly happens when you’re staring at a screen for too long. you assume that’s what it is so you shut off your laptop and roll on your side to take a little nap.

“you’re done with your homework?” ethan asks you. “no, but i feel a little dizzy. i think i’ve been staring at a screen for too long. im gonna take a quick little catnap.” you say, still rolled over on your side. “are you sure you aren’t going low?” “yeah i feel fine don’t worry e.” “you should check just to be sure, y/n.” “im fine ethan, go back to your schoolwork” you say.

you fall asleep for about ten minutes, until suddenly you’re awoken by ethan shaking you gently. “babe wake up!” he says trying to grab your attention. “what’s going on?” you say trying to fully wake up. “you’re going low! i got you some juice and a snack, eat them now! i told you to check!” he says, as he helps you sit up straight.

you then notice the small amount of sweat dripping from your neck, and your shaking hands and legs. ethan was right, you should’ve checked before you fell asleep. you drink the juice and eat the snack he brought you, and slowly your body goes back to normal.

“how did you know i was going low?” you ask him. “i felt the bed shaking slightly, and i saw you were sweating.” “i guess you were right, i should’ve checked if i was going low” you chuckle. “i told you so!” he exclaims, poking your side.

[autumnnnsun]

Sorry if this sounds like I’m overreacting but I just realised smth and I found smth on twitter and I’m kinda going insane and need an outlet

[MAJOR Spoilers abt Ebenholz, it’s stuff that’s only on the CN side of AK rn]

IM GOING INSANE IM GOING INSANE IM GOING INSANE IM GOING INSANE IM GOING INSANE IM GOING INSANE IM NOT NORMAL.

I’m going lightheaded I’m breathing in and out of a paper bag rn

THEY FR JUST HAVE A FULL ON FUCCINF STATUE OF HIM??? IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET??? THIS DISRESPECT IS INSANE BRUV.

Okay but like fr someone said that Eben witch king appeared in the pv SO the copium within me is thinking this is just like a vision of the Witch King or smth like he’s doing the whole “Ooohh this is whats gonna happen to you isnt that so scaryyy” kinda thing. Cus like his appearance was slightly different when the whole Kreide thing happened so maybe the Witch King just, has different appearances depending on the vessle who knowS

The OTHER part of me is screaming over Eben’s death flags what with the whole letter and his entire third module, and the lettering, and just *gestures at everything*

Does Arknights have the balls to have a playable 6 star character die in the story??? IDK They haven’t done that yet! And Beagle and Ceobe don’t get to count cus it’s only implied! IS3 doesn’t count either cus those are totally just hypotheticals Mizuki totally made up!

[sneef-to-a-snorf-fight]

little vent abt medical shit

hhhhhhh i’m so sick of not knowing my diagnosis. like. is it something that can be fixed? or is it a chronic illness? should i get a cane so i can minimize the pain and fatigue and stabilize myself when i’m lightheaded and nauseous? and help me get to the bathroom when i’m near bedridden? or can i just like. take a pill and oop it’s gone forever you’re better now. this same shit happened last year with the chronic appendicitis. that i didn’t know was appendicitis for the first 2 months. that doctors came up with tons of tests and possible diagnoses that were all negative until i was finally hospitalized. that the surgeon told me was impossible to remove until i got a competent surgeon 3 months later who took it out easy. i wish doctors were better and actually listened and could order the right tests the first time and insurance companies stop canceling tests without telling you because they think it’s not essential and the people conducting the tests actually gave a shit about getting conclusive results. aghhhhhhh. anyway next appointment is in a week and i’m going to stop minimizing how much this is affecting me.

[theautumnaldemon]

what’s your favorite and least favorite games

I like Sky and Minecraft, but some of my favorite less known games are:

— Lumino City (PLEASE play this it’s so incredible I’m serious)

— Jenny Leclue: Detectivu (although I think it was abandoned..)

— Swords Of Ditto

I think my least favorite game of all time is none other than Happy Game

don’t get me wrong it’s a well made game

but it’s genuinely my nightmare. If I was put in a saw trap, my trap would be that I had to play that game, or worse: somehow put in the same situations as in the game

I cannot express how much terror I felt when I watched Markiplier play it. I had to stop watching in like 3 minutes. Some of my worst fears are distorted faces (the smiles), and things related to psychological horror based around children or a childhood

I usually enjoy pushing myself with horror (I literally watched a video on Skinamarink, which has a similar premise, kids getting put through awful stuff) but this.. good lord

I feel lightheaded thinking abt it

[cve-th3mvsic]

HELLO!!! NEW ANON!! HOW R U??

-🍭 Anon

CANDY ANON??!?!,! WOOO (as i read this out loud, i said “spice anon”) i think i might call you spice anon for funsies ‘cause out loud typos r awesome

HI IM UHH GOOD. I GOTTA FUCKIN PEE. I GOTTA PEE A LOT. (i say that all the time) and today i’ve learned that i might have POTS and wow that’s why i get so dizzy/lightheaded!!! (not mad just like just because idk i got neutral feelings abt it)

i’m too young to have this many health issues (i don’t have a lot but i do have a lot of doctor’s appointment idk if that’s actually-)

anyways i said a lot more than i thought i was going to.

i have to pee. i’m gonna get up. get off tumblr. and pee.

I HOPE YOU’RE FEELIN AWESOME SPICE CANDY ANON!! (that’s your name from me. no going back on that.) LOVE YA!! HAVE A GOOD NIGHT/DAY/MORNING/EVENING/ALL OF THE ANOVE!!

[mountainficss]

ISNWJWBWNBWKWBWJWBWJEBEJENWKWNWJWNWJBW

HELLO?2&2£282£2£22£2£ FUCK?2&2!2&2£ SEUNGKWANNNNNNNNNNNNNNN

oh my god i JUST read ur seungkwan drabble and wait. wait . i need to walk u through my thoughts.

i saw ur post abt being busy with work and that u were working on ur asks. i was literally clicking on ur url to come to ur inbox to tell u to TAKE UR TIME and that there’s literally no rush. even if u took days to get to it i would be more than happy just reading ur old work . so i was like ‘you’ll feed us well in a couple of days there’s no rush hehe’ and then i catch ur url at the bottom of my screen and i’m like . oh another post!!

so i tell myself i’ll read that before coming to ur inbox and telling u to take ur time with ur asks. and then i see what it is. um. what the fuck.

number one. ur genuinely the loveliest and sweetest person for posting that today. even AFTER u said u were busy. i wasn’t expecting it today and i was more than happy to wait for it. so the fact that it came out TODAY. i’m in awe of u and ur too nice. i feel bad sending in so many repetitive seungkwan reqs so i was more than content to wait for u but. ur too lovely. ur too too lovely.

ALSO. what the hell. oh mygod. that drabble. oh hell. i was going insane i’m STILL going insane i feel crazy i feel insane i feel sick UR CRAZY. it’s so good so good i think i got lightheaded i’m gonna read it a hundred times ur. ur. he’s. seungkwan. fuck. oh. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

it’s genuinely so perfect and so amazing and i’m soooo thankful u wrote it thank u thank u thank u. i love u. thank u. OMG i’m obsessed with it i love it

and as always. take care of urself. put urself first always . we love u 🫂🧡

: 🍊

BABEEEEEEE I LITERALLY LOVE YOU TO PIECES LIKE I’M SO GLAD YOU LIKED ITTTT. you have no idea how weak my writing for doms is oh my…i was worried it wouldn’t be well written but AHHHHH I’M SO HAPPY YOU ENJOYED IT 🧡🧡🧡 that’s all i ever want omg

but yes i got a lot of work done ahead of time, so i was able to start on some of my requests ;) and YOU’RE the lovely one for being so patient omg i’ll always make time for you sweet people <33 i genuinely enjoy writing all of your requests so much and i’m so thankful people take the time to read them. i just don’t want you guys to ever think i forgot about y’all because that’s never the case 😭🧡

thank you sm again for supporting my works babe i love you so much omg. pls stay safe and keep coming back because i love to hear from you!! 🧡🫶🏽

[tomatoart]

Hey, I really love your artwork, especially the piece with Kris from Deltarune! Is it ok if I print out a copy from my printer to put on my wall, (for personal use only, and with credit of course) and is there any way I can compensate you financially for it?

Hiii!! Tysm im glad you like it that’s so sweet :3 and yeah sure! I’ll make a shop w prints in redbubble eventually (once I figure it all out) but for rn if you’d like to print it out for ur wall and give any compensation or a lil tip for my work you can enter in whatever you’d personally like here on my kofi !

[ritzy-dream-boy]

returning to this post bc i’ve been seeing a lot of stuff abt mobility aids like canes and things like that. and it’s making me wonder if it would be worth looking into getting one because i get super lightheaded and dizzy sometimes, and there’s still (obviously) the pain that makes it hard to walk most days. but i was wondering if there’s like, a bar? i guess? or like a standard?that i have to meet in order to be ‘allowed’ an aid. it’s just really scary to think about with how people view disabilities and aids and all this stuff, and i only just started to accept that this actually IS a disability bc i ignored it for so long, so i’m kinda hoping for help. so if any of the lovely people here could help me out like they did before i’d really appreciate it

hey tumblr besties

how do i know if my pain and tiredness is chronic or if it could be a symptom of something?

because i’m in pain all the time, mostly my joints, i have been for years. and sometimes it gets so bad i can’t really move without wanting to cry or actually crying (like today). but i don’t know how to deal with it or like, manage it at all.

i don’t know why i formatted this like an email, but please help, no one irl even wants to hear me out

[genezpen]

『 neglect a queen 』

pairings: jay × afab!reader

genre: angst, fluff (ur girl is a sucker for)

warnings: first person pov(as always), drunk reader, mention of vodka, jealousy, kinda bratty reader, sweet call signs such as love, (hun)ey (idrk what to include lmk if i forgot to add sum)

word count: 1.6k+ words

notes: hi! i wrote this like last month then suddenly got tired of it so i left it unfinished and since i wanna get rid of my mental block, here it is! finished product in the house, babe lol pls enjoy reading and lmk what u think abt this. the first few scenes were actually my personal favourite ^·^ stay safe and love y'all~

“why did you drink so much? i told you to drink moderately, you barely even manage to drink five cups!” jay scolded me, but i’m so lightheaded to even care.

“stand straight or i’ll carry you right now!”

he knows i hate being carried like a baby. without a do, i immediately stood my ground holding his hand for my dear consciousness, with his other hand rested on my waist for support. anytime now i might passed out, i can’t even keep my eyelids open anymore.

i know i can’t handle alcohol like he can, at least, but i have no choice but to drink the pain away. for weeks, he’s been extremely busy, working so hard almost forgetting to stay at home. what’s funny is that he always have time to attend a night out with his bosses, be it for business or celebration, when he can’t even make plans with me. and all he said was he couldn't afford to miss it.

it’s not hard to tell that i’m jealous. with his work, yes. i want his attention more and more each passing day, and i can’t accept the fact that he can’t even tell earlier this morning!

“there’s a newly opened restaurant nearby, would you like to try it out later, hun? i reserved a seat for two people.” i smiled at him.

jay stopped at his track for a second then proceed to tying his necktie infront of the mirror.

“sorry, love, you know how busy i am lately. you can just bring your best friend, i won’t mind.” he utter fixing his hair.

i mind! i wanna scream so bad but as a mature girlfriend i am, i held back. resulting for me to drink with the girls instead of sulking in that fucking restaurant.

“who knows, he might be busy with something else other than his work?” i murmured pouring a vodka on my cup for the third time.

one of my friends gasp. “you can’t just say that! do you not trust your boyfriend? i’m pretty sure hardworking people only wants promotion so they won’t let themselves get distracted for a while. let’s understand them for now.”

“from experience?” another added, they clicked their glasses of wine.

“so, am i a distraction to him now? i can break-up with him right away, if only he told me so, you know?!” i know, i’m starting to lose control over my body– mouth right now. i need to stop drinking!

“oh no, you’re drunk. stop drinking or we’ll get scolded by your boyfriend!” my friend pointed at my other friend, “hey you, call jay immediately! oh gosh, this girl, really–”

i laughed maniacally. with hooded eyes, i lean against the front door when we reached our apartment then stare at jay. my forefinger touched the tip of his pointed nose, grinning without the teeth. i’m so drunk and sleepy, he held my waist so i won't fall.

jay stopped and stared at my current state like i’m hopeless.

“you...” suddenly, tears welled in the corner of my eyes as i remember the reason why i drank so much. i met his painful gaze, his pitiful eyes looking at me.

i want to him to kiss away the pain but can’t say it face to face because it’s embarrassing. or am i just too drunk?

“w-why did you even f-fetch me–” my voice hitched. i feel like a hand crushed my heart but it’s still beating loudly, so weird.

i gulp when his gaze turned intense.

“come again, y/n?” oh no. this isn’t good. he’s calling me by my name!

i smiled bitterly. instead of putting up a fight, i gave up immediately. i then lowered and shake my head.

“sorry...” almost a whisper escaped my lips. tears began to fall like rainfalls, my heart’s clenching so bad in agony.

you're so funny, y/n. the nerve to get mad at him then back down when he’s starting to get angry too. you’re literally hopeless. you’re pitiful.

those words stings too much i felt numb. maybe... i’m just too scared to disappoint him? is it bad to be conscious about how you make your partner feels? but then, how about him? did he really care about mine?

“come on, let’s get you change into comfortable clothes...” his voice instantly sounded calm, almost soothing this time.

i nodded weakly before letting him guide me inside.

“would you like to take a bath? i’ll help you...” jay handed me a glass of water once i was seated on a kitchen stool.

instead of answering him, i drink the water in one go. when i finished, he takes it out of my hold before putting it on the granite counter.

before i knew it, he was already squatting on the floor, leaning towards me. jay caress my cold palms carefully, still looking directly into my eyes, watching my lone expression.

“are you sober now?”

i nodded staring at the flat floor, refusing to meet his gaze.

“hmm. then are you alright? did something happened?” jay probed.

my lips twitched, “you have to rest now, jay. it’s late, you have to go to work early tomorrow morning...”

“i think the question is, are you alright, y/n?” he pulled my hands slightly making me glance at him. “you’re obviously not. can you tell me what exactly happened? did i do something that upset you? please, enlighten me, baby...” jay’s gentle caress against my knuckles makes me dizzy.

but then, even if i tell him what i feel or what is it all about, he still can’t do anything about it. work will always be his number one priority. it sucks, i know. but that's reality.

“you don’t have to worry about me. let’s prepare for bed immediately so you can rest, alright, love?” my cold palms made contact with his warm cheeks as i assure him it’s nothing serious.

he held it shaking his head and cage my hands in between his cheeks and palm.. “your eyes says otherwise, though. i won't let you sleep with a heavy heart, baby. it would only bother me as well. so please, enlighten me...” jay pressed a kiss on my fingers.

i rolled my eyes as my hands against his cheeks dropped, "fine! since you're so eager to know... it is your fault!" now i'm back to being the brat here.

jay only raised his brows. he slightly sighed in relief for an unknown reason. is he relief that i got out of my sulking but understanding girlfriend mode? well, let's see if he can handle a sulking brat!

"you're working too hard lately, i like that about you. but you rarely- no, you don't bring me to dates because of it so i also hate it!" i crossed my arms on my chest looking sideways with furrowed eyebrows.

he nodded slowly understanding why i am suddenly acting up. "hmm. is that it?"

my lips parted in shock. what does he mean by that? that whatever the reason why i'm sulking is just THAT?

"ha! are you serious? jay, you've been very busy that i had to sleep alone and wake up with you getting ready to leave the apartment for almost two weeks!. it's almost like i don't have a boyfriend anymore..."

it stunned him for a bit.

“you– did you really felt that?” now, he looks confuse as hell.

“but then again, i understand. i am a little bit immature,” i glared at him when i said that, “but i know how to handle my emotions now. you don't have to worry about me.” i pouted even tho i mean it. my feet fidgeting, drawing circles around the tiled floor.

jay shook his head then held my face close.

“no, no, love. thank you, for being honest about this matter. thank you for telling me how you truly feel. i don't want you to hold back if you feel like i am upsetting you unintentionally or even intentionally at that.”

our eyes met and i saw the longing that’s been hiding behind his chocolate brown eyes.

“i love it when you let me see through you. i love it when you bare your soul to me as i bare mine to you too. i want to know what you think of everything so you don’t have to keep all these to yourself. i promised to understand you all the time, didn't i?” jay caress my cheeks full of tears now.

i nodded, sniffing not breaking our eye contact.

“i’m sorry if i made you feel neglected, you know i would never do that– or i would never want that to happen. i’ll do my best to be better and treat you like a queen you are.”

i wrapped my arms around jay’s nape and buried my sobs on his neck. moments of silence enveloped us that only our heavy breathing can be heard. it wasn't uncomfortable unlike what i felt with other people, more like a peaceful silence. like a home.

“promise to take me to a romantic dinner date on the weekend?” my voice quivered when i tried to speak.

i heard him laugh a bit, hugging me back caressing my exposed arms.

“i’ll take you to wherever you like, tomorrow. i finally got promoted so i have an even more flexible schedule.” jay whispered and i felt my ears clapped!

“as you should! you should never neglect a queen ever again...”

jay laughed even more. “i apologize, my queen.” i smiled.

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