#i'm realizing i'm asking to be overwhelmed if i try to send a ton of asks all in one day which might sound silly

[tvrningout]

i'm finally writing some more starters from that one-liner call i made a bit ago, and when i tell you i must be feeling better bc i'm struggling to keep it short and not have an explanation waiting for y'all in the tags ASDFG the writing mojo is returning and i'm having to contain it :' ))

[thekitchenywitch]

I'm still not caught up on if it's rude to send the same ask to multiple people so feel free to ignore this since I did send this to someone on the 23rd December.

But, how do you think the arcana M6 would react to an Mc that has a hars time feeling accomplished, and usually just doesn't feel it?

Like Mc could work on becoming better at something or work for hours on a project but will almost never feel accomplished for making something. Instead Mc would just see it as something they made or did. Like even defeating the devil didn't leave them feeling proud of themselves but more glad it's over. No sense of accomplishment just something they had to do and did and now it's over.

Hi! It is certainly not rude, please feel free to ask whatever you wish! Also sorry my HC grouping style is inconsistent I’m still figuring out what helps me write more for you all without getting too overwhelmed. Also apologies for the obvious favoritism 🫣

This are made as separate ships but partnered by shared reactions

Nadia and Asra actually get very concerned when they realize that you genuinely don’t think you done some worth celebrating. They won’t push you into act celebrating your accomplishments. They’d both sit with you and try to work through why you don’t feel accomplished though.

Muriel and Julian absolutely understand, they do the same thing but for different reasons. Muriel doesn’t feel super accomplished about it because when he does something he just…. Does it. I don’t think he thinks about it a ton, unless of course it’s something that involves using an ax or weapon, ie chopping wood or hunting. (honestly it’s unrelated but I don’t think he hunts unless necessary.) Julian doesn’t feel accomplished because he thinks that whatever good he does only helps to make up for the damage. Yes, he knows you love him, yes he knows you try so hard to get him to see that he’s worth celebrating but he…. Just doesn’t see it. He looks at himself and he’s just there, and he doesn’t think he should be. Not because he doesn’t want to be but this mans survivors guilt is through the goddamn roof.

Portia will celebrate with you either way. Because you know what? You don’t have to be proud of yourself for her to be proud of you. This woman loves you more than you could ever imagine, and I’m not just saying that. She loves you (X) miles, where X is the number of the stars in the universe. She’s so so happy she gets to be with you and even if you don’t see how absolutely amazing you are, she does.

[phr3ia]

Fragmented Glass (Satoru Gojo x Fem!Reader) [Chapter 9 : A New Beginning]

The sun was already high in the sky, and the room was bathed in a warm, golden light. You stretched, feeling the familiar ache in your back, and smiled. It was so quiet. Just you and the open day ahead. Satoru was out there, somewhere, doing his job as a Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer.

He mentioned something about a late-night mission yesterday. It wasn't unusual for him, not anymore. He was always the one who dealt with the things that went bump in the night, exorcising Cursed Spirits that are causing chaos in the shadows.

"I can't believe he does both." you mumbled under your breath, as you wondered about Satoru being a Teacher and a Sorcerer at the same time.

A yawn escaped as you stretched out on the bed. You decided to have a hot shower, maybe whip up something for breakfast while waiting for Satoru's return.

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The bacon sizzled in the pan, sending up a plume of smoky, salty fragrance that filled the air. Your fingers moved nimbly over the chopping board as you sliced bread for the toast. You hummed to the music playing softly in the background, completely absorbed in the simple act of cooking.

Hearing the front door creak open, you turned your head, a bright, welcoming smile spreading across your lips. "Good morning, Satoru!"

Satoru entered, stopping dead in his tracks. The sight of you with the spatula in your hand, remnants of egg yolk smeared on your apron, was more charming than he could've imagined. His eyes softened in an instant, an overwhelming sense of warmth washing over him. "Y/N, what are you doing?" His voice was husky, laden with surprise.

You smiled, removing your apron. "I figured you must be hungry after that strenuous mission last night. So, I thought of preparing breakfast for you. Please, sit down." you gestured.

Satoru returned the smile, a faint flush illuminating his cheeks. "You didn't have to, but..." His eyes lingered on your face, before meeting your gaze. "I appreciate it. Thank you."

Satoru sat down as you served him the plate, his mind racing. This was the first time anyone had taken the initiative to cook for him, let alone his wife, and this fact struck him deeply. You were catering to his needs, not because you had to, but because you wanted to.

"Come here, let's eat together." He said.

As you sat, you pulled the plate of eggs closer, allowing your arm to brush against his. This simple act sent waves of electricity pulsing through you both. In this sudden stillness, the weight of the newfound connection seemed heavier than before.

A silence enveloped the room, broken only by the birds chirping outside the window. Your eyes met, and for a split second, it felt as though both time and space ceased to exist. You were left, caught up in the intensity of his stare.

Satoru was the first to break the spell. "This was the best welcome back gift I could've received." He grinned, transferring the attention back to the food.

"Anyway, how was your mission?" you asked, not trying to make things sound awkward.

"Fine. Just a couple of Grade 1 Cursed Spirits, easily put down." Satoru assured you. "So, what are your plans for today?" Satoru asked, his tone curious.

"To be honest, I haven't really thought about it. Whatever I'll feel like I guess." You answered, feeling no rush to fill the calendar. "What about you?"

Satoru glanced at the clock before answering. "Actually, I'm free for the rest of the day. I was thinking we could head out somewhere. Maybe go to Shibuya? Walk around, catch a movie, grab some food? What do you say?"

A soft pink hue crept into your cheeks, your heart giving a little flutter. It felt as if he was... asking you for a date. "S-Sure!" you answered nervously.

The realization of what he'd just proposed seemed to hit Satoru like a ton of bricks. His face reddened, his composure momentarily breaking. "Ah, ah! Wait! I didn't mean it like that. Shibuya's just... it's crowded, and there's a lot happening, which might be good for you to pass the time!"

Understanding suddenly dawned on your face, and you chuckled. "Don't worry about it, Satoru. I just thought it sounded nice to spend the day together."

Breathing a sigh of relief, Satoru couldn't help but feel foolish. "Of course, of course. I promise it'll be fun." he said, attempting to lighten the mood.

Laughing again, you finished your breakfast. "Alright. Let me get ready, then."

Satoru watched you excitedly, feeling the sudden urge to make this day as special as possible.

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[Shibuya]

You strolled through the streets of Shibuya, enjoying the busyness of the city. The air was filled with the scent of baked treats and street food. Satoru's hands were tucked into his pockets, smiling at the liveliness around you. "You ready to have fun?" Satoru asked, winking at you.

"Yes!" you nodded with a smile.

The two of you found your way to a cinema and settled into your seats, popcorn and drinks in hand. As the film started rolling, the comedy began with satire and slapstick humor. It was so ridiculous, and it was hard not to laugh. Tears streamed down your cheeks as you snorted, doubled over in laughter. Satoru couldn't help but find himself get lost in it. Every little sound you made, every breath hitched, and full-throated chuckle, made his heart skip a beat. But he doesn't know what that means.

It was unlike any other emotion he had experienced, and he found himself longing for more moments like these. Maybe it was just the environment, the dim lights, and the intimacy created by sitting so close. But as the scenes unfolded on the screen, he realized that he desired you to be happy, and for once, he felt content in simply observing your bliss.

After the movie ended, Satoru suggested "Let's go shopping. What do you want to buy? New clothes, shoes, or accessories? My treat!"

You smiled at the suggestion, but as you looked into his eyes, you gently shook your head. "No, thank you. I actually thought I could buy something for the kids at the orphanage. Do you mind helping me with it?"

Surprise flickered in Satoru's expression before a warm smile replaced it. "Of course. I'd love to help you pick something out for the kids."

The two of you walked to the shopping mall, casually talking to each other. You both wondered what snack the kids would enjoy the most, and what kind of toys would bring the most delight to their young faces. Excitement showed on your features as you browsed the selection of toys, and Satoru could only watch, captivated by your infectious joy.

Finally, you picked out a large bag of colorful lollipops, as well as cute little toys and dolls that you thought kids of various ages would appreciate. Satoru couldn't help but be charmed by you spending so much time considering the happiness of others, rather than indulging in your personal pleasure.

As you reached the cashier, Satoru suddenly jumped in, swiping his card without giving you the chance to pay. Surprised, you looked up at him, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "S-Satoru!"

"You shouldn't be the only one doing something for others, right?" Satoru replied, raising his eyebrows with a grin.

Embarrassment bloomed in your cheeks, unable to hide your reaction. "I-I think so... But you didn't have to."

"But I wanted to. Plus, it's for a good cause. This is my way of giving back to the children. And also, consider it a small token for all the good you've done for them." he responded with a smile.

"T-Thank you, Satoru. This means a lot to me."

"You're welcome." Satoru said, taking the shopping bag from your hands.

"Before we go back home, would you like to have dinner at a fancy place nearby? I heard great reviews about it. Foods are always more enjoyable if shared, isn't it?" he suggested shyly, staring at the ground.

"That sounds lovely." you said enthusiastically.

As you stepped into the cozy restaurant, the warmth of the ambiance surrounded you. Soft lighting flickered in the background, casting a glow on the tables adorned with wine glasses and fine candles.

The server greeted you warmly, leading you to a table for two near the window. Satoru watched as you sat, the gentle rustle of your dress brushing against the chair. He was mesmerized, again, by your presence.

The conversation flowed naturally while the dishes came one after another. You talked about your dreams, your past, and the moments that had brought you to this point in your life. There was a certain tenderness between the two of you, the way your gazes intertwined as you laughed at each other's stories.

Once dinner was done, you stood up, and the two of you made your way out. You smiled at Satoru, and he nodded, watching as you unlocked his car door, placing the shopping bags inside while he paid the bill at the front desk.

Before he returned, it struck you. "Oh shoot! I forgot to get the limited cake from my favorite café!" You exclaimed, turning around to meet Satoru halfway. "Can you wait for me for a while? It won't take too long."

Satoru frowned, clearly not wanting to let you go alone. "Be careful."

"I'll be quick." You reassured him with a smile, taking off.

Satoru could only watch until you were out of sight.

You quickly arrived at the cozy café, eager to buy the limited dessert. To your surprise, you spotted your friends inside. They noticed you and waved you in.

"Hey Y/N, what's up? We didn't expect to see you here at this hour." Aoi said, leaning in.

Azusa chimed in, "Yeah, it's late. What are you doing out here all by yourself?"

"Is your husband too busy to accompany you again?" Yui asked, raising an eyebrow.

Just as you were about to respond, you felt an arm grabbing you by the waist from the side, pulling you closer. "Sorry, can't let you go anywhere alone."

Your friends' eyes widened at the sight of the handsome man beside you. "Satoru!!!" You exclaimed, slightly embarrassed by his sudden show of possession.

Satoru grinned, adjusting his sunglasses as he formally introduced himself to your friends. His arm draped comfortably around your shoulders as if claiming some sort of territory. The possessiveness dripped with how he claimed you in front of your friends, and your face burned a fiery red.

Your friends stared at the handsome sorcerer posing with you, their minds busy processing the new information. "Well, it's nice to finally meet you, Gojo-kun. Though, we're surprised you're willing to go on a day like this. You're usually minding your own business as what Y/N had told us." Aoi said with a smile.

"Always been into taking care of my own interests, but I make exceptions for my wife." He teased, squeezing your hand tightly. You blushed, glancing down at your interlocked hands.

Satoru leaned in to whisper something in your ear. You could feel his breath against your skin, sending tingles down your spine. "Don't forget that cake."

After getting the dessert, the girls' eyes sparkled with envy, making mental notes of your perfect date. "Sheeeeesh! You never told us that your husband looks like a runway model!" Azusa exclaimed. You just blushed and shrugged, feeling a little sheepish about their exaggerated reaction.

"I'm sorry, Ladies. But we really have to head out now. Y/N and I have an important matter to attend tomorrow morning." He explained politely, giving them a smile.

Your friends nodded, sharing their jealous smiles among themselves. "Enjoy your night, Y/N. Gojo-kun." Aoi called out, as they waved their hands goodbye.

As you left the café, Satoru let go of your hand. "I had a feeling they've been bothering you for a while with silly questions about me. Do you think what I did was enough to make them stop?" he inquired.

"They're nice people, but yeah, they've been bombarding me with questions ever since I got married. Thanks for your help back there." you replied, though still feeling a bit overwhelmed by what Satoru did earlier.

Satoru opened the car door for you, allowing you to settle into the front passenger seat. Once you were buckled in, he slid into the driver's seat, before turning to face you. "You know, Y/N, I usually don't do these kind of stuff... I hope I didn't mess up too badly." he admitted, a hint of embarrassment seeping from his words.

"No, no. It was a great day, Satoru. Thank you." you replied sincerely, meeting his gaze.

A warm smile played on Satoru's lips as he drove back to his house. Your voices filled the car, creating a peaceful ambiance as the city's lights radiated outside the window.

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The two of you stood in front of the house, bags in hand, ready to put everything away. The moon was high and full tonight, casting a silver glow on the steps leading to the front door.

When you entered the house, you set one bag down on the center table. Moving to put the other bag on the counter, when you suddenly tripped over a throw pillow that was laid on the floor.

Everything happened in slow-motion as you stumbled forward. Satoru, quick on his feet, lunged toward you, wrapping his arms around your waist, preventing you from falling. Your chest pressed against his as he steadied you, eyes meeting and hearts pounding in sync.

"Careful..." his deep voice whispered, his warm breath tickling your ear. A blush spread across your cheeks, feeling the heat radiate from your collarbone to the tips of your ears. Your eyes locked briefly, heat building between the two of you. Satoru's eyes bore into yours, the intensity burning hotter than wildfire. "T-Thank you." you breathed softly. A light, unexplainable tension lingered between the two of you.

"What's happening to me? Why do I feel like my heart is about to leap out of my chest? This is just a simple moment, nothing more. Why is it making my heart race like this? Was it the affection I saw in those piercing blue eyes? Or the closeness of his embrace?" your mind was flooded with questions. Had Satoru managed to capture not just your attention, but your heart as well?

Satoru had been trying to grab your attention for a month and a half. But you didn't expect how deeply those seemingly ridiculous gestures would affect you. There were times when you'd glance at him during those moments, and you couldn't deny that some of his actions made you feel happy.

An invisible line seemed to connect the two of you, drawing you closer even when logic demanded you to step back, to preserve the distance. But, strangely, you didn't want to. It was funny-you never thought you'd have such thoughts for Satoru Gojo.

Satoru's heartbeat echoed in his ears, deafening his thoughts as his vision blurred. The only thing he could focus on was the small space between his lips and yours. The need to bridge the gap grew stronger, a rippling sensation in the pit of his stomach, his grip around your waist grew tighter.

"Y/N...." His voice trembled, barely audible. You tilted your head in response. He swallowed thickly, his tongue coating his dry throat. Slowly, his head inched closer.

You held your breath, as the world around you stood still. It was as if the stars themselves paused to witness the moment. Satoru's warm lips drew closer to yours, the intimacy overwhelming.

You could see your reflection in his eyes, and just when the mysteries of your souls were about to intertwine, a jolting ringing whirred from within the deep pockets of Satoru's coat.

He growled lowly, feeling the spell broken. "Damn it..." Satoru grumbled, attempting to ignore it, but the insistent ring persisted. Unwilling to let go, he reluctantly pulled his phone out, pausing it mid-air "Who the hell-" he hissed, answering the call.

"Gojo. It's urgent............" the voice on the other end commanded.

Satoru's face darkened, a seriousness creeping back to his tone. He released a breath, stepping away from you. "Understood. Give me 10 minutes." The call ended, and he slipped his phone back, silently swearing to god knows what. "I have to deal with this."

You nodded, swallowing the lump that suddenly formed in your throat. "Is everything alright?" you inquired, concern creeping into your voice.

"A special mission. Nothing to worry about. Just something I need to handle." Satoru reassured you, offering you a small smile. "Get some sleep, okay? I'll go with you to the orphanage tomorrow morning."

"Okay." You responded, nodding.

You left Satoru to deal with his responsibilities as you retreated to the bedroom.

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Hours passed as your flustered face reflected the heat you felt. Every time your thoughts ventured back to the encounter, your cheeks would flush scarlet, and your heart would batter against your ribcage. You couldn't decide whether you had been the victim of some insidious spell cast by Satoru or if your own emotions had betrayed you. To fight off these confusing feelings, you resorted to the most absurd solution you could think of-----slapping your cheeks. The blunt of your palm against your tender flesh stung, snapping you back to reality, but only temporarily. Your thoughts would again veer towards Satoru, and before you knew it, you'd be slapping yourself once more.

You found yourself repeating this act for hours, muttering under your breath each time, "You're being stupid! You're just seeing things where there's none! It's an arranged marriage!!!" Yet, your body continued to betray your mind, craving the warmth of Satoru's gaze and the safety of his embrace.

In the midst of your self-flagellation, you noticed that the sky outside your window was beginning to turn blue. Weariness began to overwhelm you and you finally drifted off into a dreamless slumber, leaving everything behind.

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End of Chapter 9 🥀...

@kalopsia-flaneur @thatmartinkitten @staruus @miizuzu

[snowball-doie]

one time, mark has a total meltdown due to a build up of a fuck ton of stress-- he's so overwhelmed with work, tours, his album, and home life.... the easiest thing it seems for him to balance (or.. get rid of.. is home life). he spends 99.999% of his time at work anyhow, so no one'll miss him if he disappears. and the more he thinks about it, the more he realizes the whole thing is a bad idea. a terrible idea! he's in over his head getting involved with multiple people... involved with guys-- guys he knew for so long and considers as his best friends.

so he packs up and leaves when he knows no one is around. ahri's at work, the boys are busy with ilichil rehearsals (he got out of it by pretending to be sick). the house is quiet as he stuffs a duffle bag with enough things to last him until he can have someone collect the rest of his things after he finds his own place, somewhere small since he won't be there the majority of the time anyhow.

when the boys and ahri get home, they're confused. where's mark's clothes that were in the laundry doyoung was doing? where are the protein bars mark stocks up on in the pantry? why does his room look eerily dark and quiet when he was supposed to be home in bed, sick-- ahri even got off work early just to rush home to take care of him. johnny planned on making soup, doyoung was going to put mark in clean clothes, haechan was going to ask what work mark needed to do so that hyuck could do it instead, taeyong was finally going to ask what was going on with mark since he'd grown quiet and reclusive within the past few weeks. they knew he was stressed and tired, but...... he was acting really, really weird........... and now this? what was going on with him? they tried calling, but he didn't pick up. was he throwing another one of his tantrums? why? they hadn't pranked him, hyuck wasn't playfully ignoring him. they thought that they were all on good terms........

"maybe he went back to the office," jaehyun theorizes calmly in order to keep ahri calm and prevent yuta from sending out a search party. johnny checks the life360. mark left. when? why? "i'll call him," ahri says, dialing mark's number; but it immediately goes to voicemail.

eventually, mark has to own what he did. at work, the boys immediately surround him to begin their interrogation-- where did he go? where did all of his belongings go? why's he been acting so weird? "i can't do it anymore. i'm sorry." "what?" hyuck questions quietly. "i can't keep doing this...... i just... i'm overwhelmed. and im not like the rest of you, so i just. i need time to myself, to do my work, focus on my music." the boys honestly don't know what to say or do. they try to offer advice and solutions, ones that include having him back at home with the rest of them, but mark shakes his head.

he gets sick for real in the following days. camped out in a hotel since he can't find an apartment quite yet, he wakes up with a sore throat, heavy eyes, a fever, an a cough that only gets worse as the day progresses. his stress is catching up to him. overworking himself has finally come back to bite him in the ass. he doesn't sleep, he doesn't eat, he spends his waking moments worrying over every little thing there is in his life........ and now he's sick... he can't even roll out of bed. he tries, because they have work to do, but his symptoms only seem to get worse the more he fights against his illness. the boys' worries only increases when mark doesn't come to practice, and all of the lyric writers are wondering why he missed his meeting time for his solo. yeah, it's so far in the future, but albums take time to make, and HE'S the one up their asses about working day and night to make it perfect, so why can't he show up to his own meeting? "did he say which hotel he's staying at?" jungwoo asks. the boys all shake their heads. "do you think his manager would tell us where he is?" doyoung asks. johnny says he'll try calling mark's manager, but who knows what good it'll do.

meanwhile, ahri finally gets mark to open the door to his hotel room after knocking for about two minutes straight. her heart sinks when she sees the state of him. he already soaked through his pajama shirt with sweat, so he had discarded that hours ago; his skin's pale, his eyes are suken in, his lips are chapped, and he can barely stay upright. ahri catches him and helps him back to the bed. "have you taken any meds?" "no." "have you had anything to eat or drink?" "no." "fuck, mark... ok, there's a convenience store downstairs, i'll grab stuff for you. stay here." mark falls asleep on the bed while ahri races to get meds and food. mark called earlier, and all he could do was cough and croak out the name of his hotel, but that was enough to prompt ahri to drop everything and race over to help him. she babies him when they're back together-- he's cuddled up against her, the meds slowly doing their job to make him better, but they also make him sleepy. she tries to get him to eat something and drink some water before he passes out, but there's only so much he can stomach. at least he's trying. "my poor boy," she coos woefully as she brushes his sweaty hair out of his face. he squeezes her waist and mumbles tiredly, "i miss my bed, noona." "i know" "i miss home" "i know...."

by the time he's better, the color is back in mark's face, his eyes are lit with life, and he's able to eat and drink enough to regain his energy. he's still cuddled up with ahri... much to her surprise. after how he left things-- well, how he ended things-- she thought that he'd want nothing to do with her ever again, but even in his lucid state, he's still curled up in her arms, mumbling all the thoughts that have been building up in his head for the past few weeks to lead to this breakdown. talking it out helps. he doesn't feel alone or sad anymore.... and he regrets that he took it all out on them when he doesn't actually want to leave home or break up with them. he was scared, yes, but..... he loves them more than anything, so he just feels like a stupid asshole for letting the rest of his anxieties impact his relationship with them. she tells him that they all wished he wouldve just talked to them first. "i know, noona, im sorry.... do you think they'll forgive me?" ahri laughs, "of course they will. they just want to help you. only if you'll accept it, though." mark nods eagerly and says that he really needs their help balancing it all and being a good comfort for him so that he can relax when he doesn't have to worry about work.

the boys are infinitely relieved when they come home to find mark's things back where they belong, and in mark's bedroom is mark, asleep, cuddled in ahri's arms. "the meds knocked him out again about twenty minutes ago." haechan immediately flings himself onto the bed so that he can rest with mark-- the boys all tell him to be careful because mark's sleeping, but hyuck is too happy to hold him back. all the boys are extremely happy. so when mark wakes up, he's thoroughly relieved when he finds his bed full, haechan and jungwoo and yuta all sleeping alongside him while ahri continues to hold him. he tells them later at dinner everything he told ahri at the hotel-- everything about his stress and that he's sorry he took it out on them. as expected, they aren't mad at him. taeyong immediately jumps in to think of ways they can help him with planning his solo; the rest of them are figuring out ways to unload the burden he has in 127, and haechan's already texting the dreamies about how he's going to be helping mark out more than usual so they needed to behave themselves. mark's glad to be home. and he makes sure to never burn out like that again-- if he ever feels like the weight is becoming too much to bear, he immediately goes to the boys about it for help, and ahri comforts him the best through it.

[my-castles-crumbling]

Hey cas, i just need to rant

I'm crying rn and i need to tell someone this

Ok this is a stupid way to start this but my duolingos nit working. Fine not a big deal. I went and told my mom and she didnt even let me show it to her and told me to get my dad to help me bc she doesnt know how. So later when my dad was awake i told him the problem and she was there. My dad was trying to figure it out and she asked if she could see my phone. The thing is whenever she asks to see my phone to fix something i end up seeing something and realising i might know how to fix it so i ask if i can have it back to try the thing and sge always yells at me and rips my phone out of my hand and says i have no right to touch it because its not really my phone. So i asked her what she was going to do on it because i think I've tried everything and i don't think it's going to help especially if shes not the one talking to the support people (my dad was). She got mad and said to stop complaining and give her the phone i calmly explained what i just did hiw when she tries to help it isn't helpful and it always ends in fights because she never allows my input (very calmly like i was literally just explaining my thought process and why i think it would do more bad than good) she interuppted my yelling and said that if when people ask to help me and i just call them mean and whatever then people aren't going to want to happen (side note the difference is everyone else who offers me help i am allowed to say no and choose wether or not to explain why as well) and then said if i dont accept help graciously then i don't deserve anything. (I have bad mental health and she knows that to an extent) so now im crying

And i KNOW if i were to bring this up in the future she would say "i dont remember that. That didnt happen. Youre making that up"

Every time i try to communicate how im feeling and why i feel that some things she does or says may be hurtful and damaging she takes it as a personal attack. I've been trying to get better at communicating my needs and feeling but everytime i do she makes me feel like im doing something wrong.

Sometimes i get so overwhelmed I'll start crying out of nowhere or yell or something and she'll either say im being dramatic or literally laugh in my face.

Thank you and sorry for punctuation and spelling mistakes i probably made a ton

Hi!

I can relate to this SO much, omg. My mom is just like this, and it makes you feel so crazy, right?

Please know you have a right to your feelings and if you communicated the way you say you did, you did nothing wrong! Unfortunately it sounds like your mom has some things to work out about not taking things personally.

As someone who also deals with this, I have to say that sometimes picking your battles is key. While in a healthy relationship, sharing your feelings is super important, with a relationship like this, it could just make things worse. So a lot of times I just ask myself- 'is it worth the potential fallout?' sometimes, if it's something really hurtful, it is. But sometimes, I just let her make stupid decisions. SO like in this case, maybe next time you could give her your phone, let her realize she can't help, and then move on to whatever the next step is. Because she's probably not going to listen to you, you know?

It sucks to have to think like this, especially as the child in the relationship, but it might be reality.

Sending love! Naming you duolingo anon

[tonberry-yoda]

Can't Sleep - Sanji

notes: hi everyone!!! this fic is from this poll that I held yesterday!! i will 100% be doing this more often because this was a ton of fun and it made me really manifest what I wanted to write for each character! let me know if you want your favorite character on a future poll!! sending lots of love and stay hydrated!! <333 this fic is also inspired by the image below :)

word count: 491

"Aren't you cold?" You asked, handing Sanji a mug of hot cocoa to at least try to warm him up. He was sitting at the top of the Merry on lookout for the night and you couldn't sleep, so you decided to visit him and found him wrapped in a blanket able to see his breath from the freezing cold air.

"A little," he admitted, thanking you for the cocoa. "Shouldn't you be in bed."

"Couldn't sleep," you said, staring out at the ocean. The moon was rippling in the water and you could see fins poking out of the water from some of the fish that inhabited the area.

"Want me to cook you something to help? Sometimes lack of food can cause insomnia."

"I've been eating really well. I guess I just have a busy mind, that's all."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Sanji scooted over, making room for you and you sat down, letting him wrap you in his blanket with him. You never realized how warm he was. And surprisingly, he didn't smell too much of cigarettes and instead an expensive cologne he treated himself with a while back, which smelled nice.

"It's weird not being home." You hugged your knees and kept your eyes on the sea. "I mean, I guess I didn't know how big the world really was until I stepped out of my little one."

"Just feeling a little homesick then?" Sanji grabbed both of your shoulders and rubbed them up and down, trying to warm you up.

"I guess."

"You could always go back you know?"

You shrugged. "Not really. We're so far and there's so much more word to explore. I don't want to turn around for the take of just seeing my home." You sighed and leaned your head on Sanji's chest. "Don't get me wrong, I love traveling with you guys. I'm really happy that I left. It's just a tad overwhelming to know that my little island isn't all that there is. We've met warlords, Sanji! Isn't that crazy?!"

"It is." Sanji chuckled, as he pet your hair, listening to every word you had to say.

"Maybe I'll send a letter. I mean, home never really leaves and plus, my home is with you guys now."

"You should send a letter, y/n. I think it will make you feel a lot better."

You turned and smiled at Sanji seeing that his cheeks were pink from the cold.

"Sorry for rambling," you said.

"You aren't rambling. You needed to get it out."

"Well, it's out now." You sighed with relief. "Mind if I spend the night out here with you?"

"I don't mind at all," Sanji smiled, hugging your shoulders.

You pressed a kiss on his cold nose and wrapped yourself in both his blankets and his arms. "Thank you Sanji."

"Anytime, love." Sanji pressed a kiss to your forehead and you fell asleep with ease.

~~~~~

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[addledmongoose]

Just here to talk about your fictions and hoping to make you giggle like a small child! You already know how much I've loved both of your fictions and how much I think they deserve to be read by everyone! I get so into your stories that your Crowley and Aziraphale become THE Crowley and Aziraphale whilst I'm reading. I'm so grateful I came across The Beginning Of The End (Again) when I did and I can't wait to read whatever you have in store next! The reverse omens fiction seems really exciting!

Please share anything you might want to and don't shy away from sharing the links!

Oh, gosh! Thank you so much. You don't know how much it means to me to see someone like my writing. I spent a lot of years trying to get novels commercially published, and the process was such a rollercoaster of emotions I won't go through that again. I much prefer posting to Ao3.

When I first started to write The Beginning of the End (Again), I literally only had the dream sequence at the beginning and the scene with Nina immediately after. That was it. No plot. No idea what I was going to do with Aziraphale. I don't do well with outlines even when I write them. The story has a tendency to go off in its own direction no matter how tightly I tried to plot. It's why I have to almost entirely finish the story before I can start posting.

When I came up with the idea for My Heart Was Always Yours, I didn't even have that much. I had the idea of them not knowing each other and not realizing the other was supernatural. I also made the mistake of posting before I knew what I was going to do with the ending, and that was very stressful. I won't be doing that again!

My reverse omens story is actually coming along pretty well. I'm 20K into the first draft. The story is being formed as I write, so I have a LOT of revisions to do, but the general plot is Azira and Crowley attend an estate sale near Birmingham when they discover the widow's granddaughter being held captive in the cellar. They learn that the child is possessed by an angel, and they're on a race to uncover what happened and exorcise the angel before the angel Falls.

I love my bearded demon Azira! He flirts outrageously with Crowley to hide how desperately in love with him he is. He wears a ton of jewelry, because he's a literal magpie! He's a master pickpocket, because he steals his "shinies" off people the human way. He still collects books, of course, but he doesn't even pretend he has any interest in sharing them, so he has a library instead of a bookshop. I'm keeping this entirely in his POV. Of course, he thinks Crowley hung the moon (I mean, he did, but you know).

And I do still intend to write that sequel to The Beginning of the End (Again); I just got a bit overwhelmed as it ran away from me. It has a lot of characters in it, and I was losing the thread of things.

Thank you so much for sending me this ask!

[atrial-ofhorror-if]

Hey y'all! Long time no see!

This was supposed to come out in May, but I was lazy and just looked at the post for a while before deciding to write anything. I don't know what it is about 2023, but BAYYBE, it feels like it's on Speed or something. We are already halfway through the year, and it feels like it just happened in a blink of an eye! Kinda spooky, no? I'm planning on taking a break this month for June, partially because I'm tired and overwhelmed. It feels like there's always something going on in my personal life that puts me back. So, while I'm handling that and trying to disassociate as much as possible, I'm gonna be MIA. I'll still be around, just not as vocal. Am I really that vocal though? Nah.

This will also translate over into Maboroshi as well, even though I have a shit ton of unanswered asks I have to get to in there too

I'm hoping that I'll be rejuvenated and feeling better so I can hit the ground running for July.

Clerical Update

May has been the month of creativity and having a fire underneath your ass, because I've been completing and starting some things I didn't expect, I would do!

I've reached out, or tried to reach out to everyone who filled out the beta testing form! I'm planning on sending them the game in mid to early July.

I removed the demo of ATOH from Itchi.io. I know, weird right? But I'm just re-reading it and trying to edit it a bit before I re-post it back on the page! I wasn't satisfied with how it looked and realized that there was still a shit ton of errors, coding and otherwise within some of the passages so I wanna try and do a deep dive on my downtime of writing and patch some of that up. Am I gonna be completely successful? 🤷🏿‍♀️🤷🏿‍♀️🤷🏿‍♀️ dunno, but I won't stress myself out about it.

I've FINALLY got an idea for a cover page for ATOH. Wild how I've sat with this game for almost an entire year and I've never once had a cover page idea that I liked. I messed around in CANVA to try and replicate the idea I had in my head and am gonna mess around with the code to try and get it into the current demo.

Something secret, something mysterious 👁👁 something sinful. If my money is right at the end of July, and the product turns out like I want it to. I'll be posting a lil something. Won't tell yall what tho 👁

Writing Update

I ended up getting to 100k...

Yeah, I don't know how that happened either 🥴🥴

I had actually ended up getting rid of almost 10k+ worth of content because I felt that it wouldn't fit with this update, and somehow, some way, I ended up adding 30k+ more to make up for it. Of course, I believe that the majority of that word count is variation of choices, but it's still a bit shocking for me, ya know? 🥴🥴🥴

I'm gonna go through those new paragraphs and try to find any find any issues but hopefully I won't find anything too crazy.

I'm planning on sending beta testers the game in Mid or Early July. And then polishing up whatever I have left.

Think that's it? If you guys have any questions, please let me know! My DMs or ask are always open 🤎

[inventedfangirling]

I miss patpran so much right now that it's almost pathetic. I miss them too much it almost feels like I'm going through a withdrawal. I miss them so much that my heartaches. I'm not able to process anything other than them. Just gonna wrap myself in a blanket and read patpran au's on ao3 until I feel numb and pass out with exhaustion.

I'm sorry to vent it all here. It's just that it's so overwhelming and I have no one to talk to about them. U don't have to ans if u don't want to.

Oh no anon, don't apologise for venting. I TOTALLY get it. Patpran have one of THE MOST special, beautiful romantic relationships probably of all time in the history of the world fictional or otherwise. Bad Buddy is such a comfort watch. Their chemistry is so good, everything is just so queer and teeming with love and yearning and reciprocation of all of that. Who wouldn't be obssessed? I get it and i get you.

From the moment i found out about them i spent the next 50 days watching each episode at least 7 times and some around 10 times. I allowed myself to indulge in that and so now I'm no longer filled with this unexplainable need to watch them all the time. But you can bet that if i even see a single piece of content or clip about it, no matter how big or small i will still watch. And i will watch and rewatch and pause and scream about stuff multiple times while at it. Even though i must have seen it a shit ton of times already. It really is such a great lovable show.

And Patpran really so very special. So yes you should allow yourself to feel it and read all those fics... i hope the missing reduces after a while although of course it never goes away, and i for one won't ever be complaining about that, it's the price i pay for watching the show, which gave me one of life's greatest lessons (thankyou uncle tong) and made me realize so much about my own self and things that matter to me. So i try to think of the pain of missing them as a joyful pain. Again my point is that what you're feeling is totally understandable. I am WITH you. Here take hugs🫂🫂🫂

Also, just fyi you don't have to send me these in the form of asks, you can just DM me directly if you're okay with that.🌻

[kinky-knitter]

A chill night (part 2)

Waterproof blankets - you know, for pets? Truly amazing inventions. Especially for people like me who squirt/sexy pee anytime I gag or cum so... thank you, creator of pet waterproof (maybe more like water resistant) blankets

I couldn't even tell you how we started once we got onto the bed.

Likely this is how it went or here are the things I definitely remember vividly/semi vividly/oh god so fucking edged out, mostly remember

There's ALWAYS these amazing head off the edge of the bed throat fucking sessions where he can just get right in there without too much effort. I love them. There was one point where I realized I'm probably watching too many of those facefucking.com videos - message me for link if you're curious - one of the classic moves by those girls is to just turn your face and let your puke fall onto the floor. He knows I've been watching them too, so I kinda thought "Well this might be a thing that happens. He's going deep, all I've eaten today in the past couple of hours is grapes, it could be fine." It didn't, but it was interesting to see how my mind handled that.

Usually he comes directly down my throat - but he had other plans today and we had plenty of time.

I'm on my back, he's working his fist into my cunt, I'm overwhelmed by how fucking good it feels. I'm rubbing but getting close to the edge, the point of no return, every 5-10 seconds or so. I'm begging him, "Please, please" and he's repeatedly responding, "Fuck no," pulling his fingers out and slapping my clit. I don't know if the slapping his hurting or helping. There are moments during the slapping when I'm convinced I could cum from that alone. That feeling only builds as he sends me to the edge over and over.

He gives me a bit of a break and lets me lick and suck on his balls and cock for a bit. He smothers me with his ass, I slide my tongue wherever it can reach as I continue rubbing my clit. I'm at the point where I will do pretty much anything right now. I don't have a ton of limits anyway, but definitely feel the desperation creep in a bit futher.

Then he's back down by my cunt. He's telling me to give him a count of 3. I'm begging him, pleading, that I can't. He looks me dead on, says "I was trying to be nice to you," and shoves his fist into my cunt. I try to pull back, away from him, but he knows that I'll only be happy once it's in. It is so rewarding to see how pleased he is with me. I wonder aloud "Is this the first time I've taken your fist?" I already know the answer, of course not, his fist belongs in my cunt and this is not the first time I've realized that.

I'm back on the edge repeatedly as he moves his hand around, reminding me that I'm his Holes, I'm basically just moaning out "Please" constantly. He reminds me that I need to use my words and ask for something specific.

I'm pretty sure I say something along the lines of "Please don't let me cum, Sir. It feels so good to be on the edge, I want to stay here forever." He is welcome to correct this statement. I was a bit lost in all that pleasure. I wasn't worried, he wasn't going to let me cum that quickly/easily.

To be continued…

[quacksonholland]

I miss you

wc: 1.1K

Warnings: one swear word? + didn't really proofread.

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INSPIRED BY these pictures that scream soft!tom <333

•••

"Darling? You there?" Tom asked in a soft voice, careful in case you were asleep, which you weren't just yet.

"Uh- yeah, yeah. I'm here." You said, trying to cover up the yawn escaping your mouth. Tom heard it, though, and he smiled, thinking about how cute you were when you were sleepy.

"What time is it in London anyway? Isn't it past eleven or something?"

"It's... 1 AM."

"1 AM? (Y/N), you could've told me sooner! You really need to get some sleep. We can talk tomorrow."

"No, it's fine, really! I really want to be with you right now. Even if it's through the phone. I miss you."

"God, I miss you too, darling. You can't even imagine..."

At first, you had thought that you were the one who felt the most affected when he left for those long periods of time to do press or shoot movies. But lately, you've realized how much he misses you as well when he's gone.

And being alone for so many months with no breaks had taken a toll on him.

He had been acting more clingy than usual, calling more often and sending you random updates throughout his day, not that you minded, of course you didn't. He needed a shoulder to lean on during this time of his life. It was the Spider-Man: No Way Home promo tour, which means loads of work and tons of interviews for him. Tom had worked his ass off for this movie, and he wants his fans to be as pleased as possible. But as much as he loves this movie and this trilogy, he's under a lot of pressure, and he is overwhelmed. Exhausted. Home-sick.

He was in LA, miles away from everyone. Being in LA means that even when he's surrounded by thousands of fans that love him... he feels lonely.

You aren't there with him, nor are his brothers or any mates, there's no one in LA with him. And that is why he ends up feeling alone every night.

It's quite weird, though. Because when he's not on social media, his fans miss him a lot but he's happy, with less pressure and his family by his side. Meanwhile when his fans get a lot of interviews and content, and they're happy... Tom isn't feeling as good.

"My love?" He asked, his voice cracked.

"Yes?" You could tell he wasn't feeling the best.

"Could we switch to FaceTime? I miss your gorgeous face."

"Of course."

And so you did. As soon as the screen was filled with him, and him only, you gasped. My goodness, he looked so pretty, so damn cuddly and soft.

His curls were as long as ever, looking all fluffy with the wind. You knew he low-key absolutely did it for you because you loved running your hands through his over-grown curls.

Tom was wearing some brown glasses; a rare sight that was becoming familiar as he chose to wear them more often. They looked so good on him, he looks so cute. And his outfit... don't get me started on what he was wearing.

The autumn colors looked great on him. All shades of brown, red, and yellow adorned his fuzzy jacket, and under it, he was wearing a mustard-yellow hoodie.

Altogether... he looked lovely.

"You look so handsome, bubs."

Tom blushed. Your words had that effect on him.

"And you look beautiful."

You spent a few seconds, maybe even minutes, silently admiring each other.

It was no secret how absolutely everyone believed you two wouldn't survive through a long-distance relationship, given the fact that you're young, and Tom's so busy he barely gets time to talk to you.

But against all odds, after a year and a half, here you were. Miles away, and yet, your love for one another strong as ever, almost radiating off the smitten look you two shared.

"Tom" he hummed in response, "Your curls are so long."

"They are, aren't they? How do you feel about 'em?"

"I absolutely love them." Your words made him smile brightly. God, that million-dollar smile always won you over. It was what made you fall in love with him in the first place, and is what makes you fall in love all over again, every single day you see him flash you his signature grin and those shining eyes. "And I mean it. Don't cut them off, please. I really wanna run my hands through those curls when you come back home."

"Mmm, can't wait, love."

"I can't either."

And literally out of nowhere, you started tearing up. You just wanted to hold him tight, and never let him go. But at the moment, you weren't able to, and you couldn't help but feel sad about that.

"(Y/N)? Are you crying?"

The sniffle you let out was all he needed to click his tongue in pure pity. He smiled, but it was not the same smile he had before. Sadness seeped through it. He absolutely hated seeing you sad. It made him feel sadder.

"What's wrong love?"

"I really miss you. And it's... that's not good, 'cause you just left, and the press tour just started but... I can't help but miss you so hard."

“Aw, darling. It’s okay to miss me. I miss you too. A lot.”

Your tears through the screen broke his heart. He wanted nothing but to hug you, kiss your tears away and assure you that everything was going to be alright. But knowing he couldn’t… it broke his heart.

He was sick of not being able to hold you. Sick of having to wait months and months on end to see you. Tom loves his job, but things like these make him wish he weren't an actor. He can't bear the sight of you crying because he isn't there to comfort you, and God knows he feels miserable himself.

Fuck it.

“Tell you what, darling. Why don’t you take a few days off at work? You take, let’s say 5 days off at work, you come here to LA, come to the premiere with me and we spend the week together. Would you like that?”

“For- for real?” The way your face enlightened made his heart flutter.

“I mean it. I miss you, and I'm sick of waiting, I need to see you again.”

“I'd love to go with you, Tom. I have to check how many days off can I ask for, but I'll get as many as possible."

“Brilliant, darling. I’ll tell my manager to book your ticket then.”

“Can't believe I'm gonna see you soon... goodness. I love you Tom.”

Tom mirrored the smile on your face. I want to marry you, (Y/N Y/L/N), he thought. It is still a little soon for that, but the thought amuses him.

“I love you too (Y/N). I’ll call you tomorrow, all right? Go get some sleep now, you need it."

[jean-kayak]

Anon Request: heyyy! so like i LOVED the haikyuu x thick black gf, do you think you could do it for the generations of miracles too? if that’s a lot maybe just akashi because i love that man

A/N: Here it is, anon! And I did all of them for you, so I hope you like it! (and yes it is 2 am)

Word Count: 2.5k

Haikyuu!! version here and here!

》Poor baby would be overwhelmed

》He wouldn't know what to do lmfao, and he probably be a stuttering mess when he first meets you

》He's probably nervous to touch you at first because he doesn't really know where to start and because there's so much of you

》But once he gets comfortable enough, he always wants you on top of him or on him in some way shape or form

》He always denies you when you think you might crush him because he really loves the weight of you on him, and he probably prefers to be the little spoon

》I feel like he's not big on getting head, but when you do, he feels like his life has changed

》It feels so good, he doesn't know what to do or where to go lmfao, so he just ends up squirming a ton, the moans he's making completely out of his control

》His body definitely feels like jelly when he cums, and he probably won't move for a while lmfao

》Now when he goes down on you? He was mesmerized by how much slick you had produced and all you guys had done was made out

》He'll just lay there between your legs, gripping your thighs tightly when you squirm under his gaze, but he can't help but watch

》He'll play with your nipples, run his fingers just shy of touching you where you want him just to see if you'll get even wetter

》And when he finally tastes you, he wonders why he wasn't doing this sooner, and you don't think you've seen him move with such enthusiasm off the court before

》He's moaning into your folds, his hands digging into your thighs as he eats you out with more fervor

》In that moment in time, he was content with staying in between your legs for the rest of his life

》But then you finally slept together, and he really thought that the air had been snatched from his lungs

》He can barely last long when he slides in, and he doesn't even move when he bottoms out lmfao, he just rests his face in your neck

》His hands are just scrambling and grabbing all over your body as he tries to stop himself from cumming and he hasn't even moved yet

》He obviously doesn't last long 💀 but he makes sure he cums, and the moment he slides out, he's out like a light lmfao

》And he definitely goes and buys you a ring the next day

》Fangirls, who? Mans forgets them the moment his eyes land on you

》Like seriously, he literally ignores them and only talks to you, walking right past them, and he probably doesn't realize that they're standing there

》Your boobs are definitely his favorite part of you, he'll lay on them, touch them, squeeze them, doesn't matter, his hands are always on them

》He's eccentric in public, but the moment you go down on him, he's nothing but a stuttering mess, moans and whimpers the only thing coming from him

》It literally takes everything in him to not buck up into your mouth, which feels like heaven,

》Puts a hand on your head to try and ground himself because he definitely feels like he's floating

》When he cums, the world seems to just disappear, and you have to rub over his face to make sure he's okay because he hasn't moved in a while

》And after you've made him feel spineless, it's only right for him to return the favor of course

》Once he starts though, he doesn't really plan on stopping and he never does it to just return the favor

》His eyes widen when he realizes how soaked you are when he brushes his fingers over your folds, his ministrations soaking his hand and wrist

》You're producing so much that he can't let it go to waste, so he's sliding in between your legs, and he freezes in shock for a second before attaching his mouth to your folds

》He definitely wants to stay there for the rest of his life, practically drowning in your slick, not really caring if it kills him

》Coaxes you to orgasm quickly just so he can taste more of you, that becoming his only priority

》And he makes sure to catch every last drop, the last thing he wants to do is waste it

》And when he's finally inside you, he tries to chuckle, thinking that there's no way you can feel this good, but it's cut off with a garbled moan

》You really do feel this good, your cunt hot and wet, sucking him back in every time he pulls out

》He feels a shudder run up his spine, his body practically shaking with euphoria as he can't focus on anything else but you

》His eyes roll when you clamp around him, and his orgasm comes out of nowhere, his body going rigid

》He can barely catch himself, his forehead resting against yours as he tries to calm his heartbeat down. "So, you wanna get married tomorrow?"

》Please, this man would have such a hard time making basic conversation lol

》He has a hard time trying to focus on talking to you because he keeps focusing on your body

》Definitely just freezes in place whenever you wear shorts or anything that shows off your thighs

》You're pretty sure you saw his nose bleeding one time, and he brushed you off when you asked, his face as red as a tomato

》He's like Kuroko, hesitantly touching you because he doesn't know what to do because you're so thick

》Once he gets comfortable and over that completely flustered phase, his hands are continuously on your thighs

》You find him squeezing them softly or laying on them, totally mesmerized by how soft they are

》When you offer to go down on him, he's quick to say that you don't have to, but you insist that you want to do it

》Needless to say, he never tries to convince you otherwise again

》The blush on his face spreads down to his chest, sweat coating his forehead as he has trouble controlling the noises he's making

》And the pleasure is so great that he actually goes silent, the only indication that he's cum is when you feel him shoot down your throat

》You actually have to check on him, and you chuckle softly as you fix his glasses, his breathing ragged

》I feel like he's one of the guys who's never really understood the appeal of going down on somebody, but he's not opposed to it

》And his opinion changes when he finally sees how soaked you get from just a tiny amount of foreplay and when your slick lands on his tongue

》You've actually never seen him put more emotion into something, and he's actually urging you to squeeze his head with your thighs, pushing them together as his fingers dig into them

》You actually have to pull him away from you when you cum, the only thing he's focused on is tasting you

》He really doesn't think you could get any better, but then he feels your walls around him, and he feels his heart skip multiple times

》He really doesn't know what to focus on, and he actually forgets to move, and you have to jolt him out of the trance you put him in

》Even after that, it's like his brain has stopped working lmfao, literally the only thing running through his mind is how warm and tight your walls are

》He groans when he sees your slick all over him, and he hits that spot inside of you, making you clench around him and that's what sends him over the edge

》And he didn't even realize he was that close 💀 "Marriage sounds like a good idea, doesn't it?"

》Ooh boy, this man, literally jaw drops open, hits the floor, and then he's quickly running over to you, trying to flirt with you to the max

》He's actually pretty surprised that he managed to get you, but he's definitely showing you off, making sure everyone knows that you're his

》He loves your ass, literally the only thing he'll pay attention to

》So, if you're back is towards him, you can totally forget about him following the conversation

》Expect him to smack your ass randomly, like outta nowhere

》He'll be the pettiest boyfriend in the world saying shit like "I'll do it if you suck my dick" stupid shit like that 🙄✋🏽

》So, then you do...you suck the soul of out him and this man literally buys you whatever you want

》He can't help but cant his hips, thrusting into your mouth, but it doesn't last long because he's cumming after a couple of thrusts, a deep groan coming out of his throat

》While you're making out, he teases your folds with his fingers, but he stops kissing you when he realizes how wet you are

》His attention is quickly shifted to your cunt, as he slides down your body, pushing your legs to your chest before eating you out like his last meal

》He loses himself in your taste, your juices coating the lower half of his face and dripping down his chin

》You whine from the overstimulation when you cum, and he pulls away but once you recover, his mouth is right back on you

》And he'll either be there or fucking you into the mattress, holding your legs in the same position

》His eyes are rolling in the back of his head, trying to hold back as he fucks into you, a white ring appearing at the base of his dick

》How much slick you produce always amazes him, no matter what he does, and it's all he pays attention to as he fucks you

》He cums way too early for his liking, surprising himself

》But at the same time, it's not like he could really control it with how good you feel around him

》He fucking you through his high, bringing you to yours, and then he's pulling out of you, resting back on his haunches

》"Looks like I'm gonna have to marry you."

》This man tries to act like he's not floored by your body, but he absolutely is

》His eyes are always running over your body whenever you're not looking his way

》Your thighs and your ass are his favorite parts; picks you up so that he can feel them around his waist, his hands splayed on your ass

》Is always laying on your thighs, literally does anything while he's in between them

》When you give him head the first time, he's pretty patient because come on now, my mans is packing

》But he jumps slightly in surprise when you fully take him down your throat, digging his nails into his palm when he sees himself in your throat

》He's literally sinking into whatever furniture he's sitting/laying on because he's never been with someone that could actually take all of him before

》He doesn't really know how to react because he's never felt pleasure like this before

》Got this man's legs twitching lmfao

》He doesn't even move after he cums, just lays there, and there's no way you can move him so you just leave him there 💀

》Now, one thing you'll have to be ready for is when he eats you out

》The first time he gets his mouth on you? His snacks are being thrown out the window

》You're his snack now, and he literally will push your legs up and out of his way, and there's literally nothing you can do to stop him

》He gives overstimulation a new meaning when you meet him, and he doesn't let you go until he's gotten his fill

》He's eating you out more so for his pleasure than yours. Period.

》This man is still lazy though, and he makes you do all the work, so he'll just lay back and let you do all the work as you sink down on him

》But then he feels your walls pulsing around him, and his hands are twitching as he tries to control himself

》The only thing he can do is rest his hands on your hips as you ride him, and he really can't do anything else even if he wanted to

》He starts fucking up into you once he starts reaching his climax, a deep "fuck" leaving him as he shoots into you, and you're not too far behind

》"It's not that big of a deal, but you wanna get married?" (It is that big of a deal 🙄✋🏽)

》He tries to seem cool, calm, collected when he first meets you

》He's not like Atsushi, who tries to pretend like he's not amazed by your body

》He's just trying to play off how you affect him

》I feel like he doesn't have a favorite body part of yours, wanting to show love to every part

》His hands run over every single inch, literally no part of you goes untouched by him

》Like Midorima, he's not really all about receiving head, but that confident persona is gone once you go down on him

》He's never been the one to become speechless, but you literally render him just that, his brain completely blurred, the only thing he can think about is how amazing your mouth is

》He starts to back away from you a little bit lmao because of how good he feels, the pleasure building up in his spine quickly

》He squirms a ton when he cums, and that's all he can do lol, and he doesn't deny you in the future if you want to go down on him

》He wants to pleasure you too, so he'll easily go down on you, but he chuckles in disbelief when he sees your glistening folds

》And he's amazed by how it seems like your arousal is endless, the juices coating his tongue and his face

》Moves his hands out of the way so that he can feel your legs squeezing his head like Midorima

》He eats you out with so much energy, smiling against you when you fall apart, living for the feeling of your legs twitching against his ears from overstimulation

》The first time you sleep together, his plans to take it slow are quickly forgotten

》Your walls seem to swallow him quickly, practically sucking him in, and he groans in surprise

》He wants to move, but if he does, he knows he'll cum in record time, but even the warmth and pulse of your walls is nearly enough to send him over the edge

》He just tries to aim for your g-spot just in case he cums way before you are able to, but that only sends him higher because your walls are clamping around him

》He knows he's not gonna last long, and he'll make it up to you later, but at that moment, he picks up the speed of his hips, his eyes slipping shut

》He has to brace himself when he cums, his hands on either side of your hands, his lungs feeling like they can't get enough air

》"Doesn't marriage sound like an amazing idea to you?"

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[1000-directions]

hey! this is the uni anon, I just wanted to ask you if you have any tips against scrolling? I have tons of studying to do but I get bored and overwhelmed and then because I'm stressed I spend hours of my days just scrolling, it's not even satisfying and I get so depressed over the fact that my life is so far from how I wish it could be. soo yea. do you have any tips on how to face your life and fears and not constantly run away from your problems? sending so much love to you! thank you for your blog, your daily reflections mean a lot to me <3

hi friend 💚 this is so tricky, and i know it's something a lot of people struggle with, myself included. honestly, i'm a huge procrastinator, and this is something i still struggle with. when i have a task i need to get done without distractions, i usually need to like physically remove myself from my home, like go to a coffee shop or library so that i can't just like start watching tv or whatever. at night, when i know i'm supposed to go to bed but i don't want to, i become a terrrrrrible scroller, i call it getting stuck in a loop, and it's something i still am trying to figure out. although sometimes just realizing like "i am stuck in a loop, i need to get out of this loop, what will get me out of this loop" is a good first step.

i know some other people have used apps that will lock your device for a certain amount of time, either locking it completely or blocking certain sites or apps so that you don't have access to them when you're supposed to be focusing. i've never tried these, but i know @whentherewerebicycles has used them and might be able to make recommendations.

it's been a while since i had to study, and i was very bad at it, but i found it helpful to make playlists, something i would look forward to listening to. you can also use those as timers, like you make a thirty minute playlist, you have to study for thirty minutes until it's done, then you get a break or a lil treat, then you have to study for another thirty minutes again, then you get another treat. yes, sometimes i literally have to bribe myself like a child in order to get small tasks accomplished, but for real, whatever it takes to get it done.

i also think it's important to set realistic expectations for yourself, like you can't do a semester's worth of assignments in one weekend, you can't do a year's worth of chores in one day, you know? make a list of what you think you can reasonably, easily accomplish. put one or two things on it, like very specific goals, like instead of "studying" you say "read assignment 9" or "make flashcards for chapter 12" or whatever. crossing things off feels so satisfying, and sometimes maybe you find you have a lil more energy and you want to push ahead and do a little more. but even if you don't, i think getting things done builds momentum and makes it seem like progress is possible. if you have a list of two things and you get two things done, that feels great! if you have a list of eighteen things and you get two things done, that feels bad! and maybe makes you not even want to try anymore! you really want to set yourself up for successes, not failures, and then you can build on that.

i always struggled with this idea that i was just going to like...flip a switch and magically become this person who had absolutely everything together forever and ever, like everyone else seemed to. and if i couldn't do that (and i couldn't), then why bother trying at all!! but when you're starting from a bad place, the goal isn't perfect, the goal is just a little bit better, then a little bit better, then maybe you have a shitty week and you take a step back, but then you try to get a little bit better next time. you are training yourself in a skill, whether that's study habits or organization or whatever, and you will get better the more you practice it, but you have to be kind to yourself and give yourself that time to grow and get better.

moving away from like building habits and just talking more about life in general... i am really sorry you are having a hard time :( for me, it's very important to like...look at my life and myself and think about what makes me happy, what makes me who i am, what is special about me, what activities do i do that make me feel most connected to myself and the kind of life i want to have? for me, that's things like singing and cooking and playing guitar and spending time with friends and drinking good coffee and going to the movies by myself. for some people, it's yoga or working out or playing with animals or cleaning or playing video games or reading or writing or gardening or doing crafts or any number of things. these are touchstones of identity, just little things that make us uniquely ourselves, and it's important to celebrate and indulge in these things.

in case no one has ever told you this: you are good enough now, the way you are exactly in this moment. you're a good person who deserves happiness and security. i know you want to be better, and i get that, and i want to be better, too, and i think that's a hallmark of a good person, striving to constantly become a better version of yourself. i spent a long time neglecting what i needed because i was waiting to turn into some hypothetical future better version of myself, and i missed out on a lot because of it. the person you are right now is a person who deserves respect and comfort and kindness, and sometimes if there is no one else to give those things to us, we have to give them to ourselves, because we deserve that, right now, as imperfect as we are 💚

[astorytotellyourfriends]

Hi! I was just wondering, because I read your new pinned post, that you said it’s okay to talk about jatp/headcanons and stuff? But a little while ago I saw you make a post that said you were feeling overwhelmed with them and that some made you angry or uncomfortable, and I have, admittedly, sent one or two headcanon anons your way before lol, and I would never want to make anyone uncomfortable or anything (they weren’t at all nsfw head canons or anything just to be clear I don’t feel comfortable talking about stuff like that online personally) but I was just wondering what types of stuff makes you angry/uncomfortable that you have gotten before (not the exact message or anything just like… the theme, say ‘stuff about Julie/Luke or angsty headcanons for example) because I never want to disrespect anyone’s boundaries in any way accidentally when talking about fandom stuff (which I love to do lol!) so I was just wondering if there is anything that’s a no from you that we shouldn’t send?

hi anon! thank you so much for asking! it's so considerate of you to ask about this and i really appreciate it 💛

i added that request to my post specifically to let you and everyone else know that i do love when you guys send me your thoughts about jatp. i did get overwhelmed there for a while because multiple people (i think, anyway, it's hard to tell when y'all are on anon!) were sending me super long asks that took a long time for me to read/answer properly. regarding the ones that made me angry/uncomfortable, i simply decided to delete them rather than engage and create further discomfort for myself, which i think is honestly the healthiest way to engage with fandom.

that being said, i think you're looking more for some specifics as to what i don't want sent to me, so i'm going to try and figure that out in the next few sentences.

you're definitely right about julie/luke lol i am more than happy to talk about them from a platonic standpoint but please go to someone else when it comes to shipping them bc you're barking up the wrong tree. i like them in theory as it pertains to the show, but in terms of fic i'd much rather talk about... literally any other pairing/poly relationship.

as far as content for headcanons, i'm here for pretty much anything. angst, fluff, au, canon - i love it all. i realize that because i write explicit fic that you might think it's an open invitation to send me your more explicit headcanons, but it's really not. i don't mind if you ask me something specific in regards to one of my fics, but otherwise just use your best judgment. if i've never written about [insert kink/gender identity/sexual identity here], chances are i either don't feel comfortable writing it or just plain don't want to.

other than that... i think everything else is pretty much fair game? off the top of my head i can't think of anything specific that i would feel uncomfortable receiving a question about in regards to fandom headcanons and stuff. if you start asking very personal questions about me and my life, then that's a whole other problem lol.

i do hope you and others start sending me headcanons again because i really do enjoy them, even if i get a little overwhelmed at times. i'm not really used to people wanting my opinion on things/wanting prompts from me, so to have a ton of messages flood my inbox every couple of days is still a little jarring, but i do absolutely appreciate the enthusiasm and thank you all 💛

[bokutokoutarou]

It might sound dumb to be an emergency request but, can I ask for Semi and Suga comforting an s/o that's overly stressed with school/college, like pulling all nighters almost on a daily basis, barely having time to relax and is just doing work 24/7. I'm just dying over here, it's 8 am, I just finished an essay and my back is killing me :(

no don’t worry, it’s not dumb at all! i hope you can get some sleep soon and get the break you deserve :)

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SEMI AND SUGA COMFORTING THEIR S/O WHO IS OVERLY STRESSED WITH SCHOOL

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☆。*。☆。 Semi Eita

You had just arrived at school, which was the last place you wanted to be right now, and you felt like your legs were going to give in and collapse beneath you

You had been pulling all-nighters almost every single day this week because there were so many assignments that you needed to do, and no matter how hard you tried, your workload just kept piling higher and higher with each passing day

“[Y/N]?” you heard a familiar voice call out your name from behind you, and you turned around to see your boyfriend Semi walking towards you

You saw his mouth moving as he approached you, but you were so overwhelmed with stress and tiredness that you couldn’t process what he was saying anymore, so you just stared blankly at him until he finally put both of his hands gently on your shoulders to snap you out of your daze

“Are you okay, [Y/N]? You look like you’re about to collapse”

“I-I’m alright,” you told him, grabbing his arm to steady yourself, but the tired expression on your face and your shaky legs spoke for themselves

“Did you sleep alright?” he asked you, his brown eyes studying you intently, but you just meekly shook your head

“I was working on my essay last night,” you told him, but he just let out a soft sigh

“But did you get any sleep?” he asked you again, knowing fully well that you were avoiding his previous question, but you just stayed silent and avoided his gaze by looking at anything other than him

“Eita…I’m sorry, I’ve just been really stressed and I—” you stopped speaking when you choked back a sob that you didn’t even realize you were holding back, and you felt warm tears begin to flow down your cheeks

[Y/N]…don’t cry,” his voice was soft as he wrapped his arms around you, holding you close to his chest. “I know it’s hard right now, but you’ll get through it and it’ll all be over soon, okay? You can’t keep doing this though…it’s not good for you. You really need to take a break right now and get some sleep”

“H-how? Class is about to start”

“I’ll drive you to my house and you can take a nap there. I only live around the corner,” he told you, but you just shook your head

“I c-can’t afford to get even more behind,” you told him as you pulled yourself out of his embrace, your voice wavering as you spoke

“Isn’t Tendou in your first period class?” he asked you, and you nodded your head in response. “And Ushijima’s in your second, right?”

You nodded your head once more, making a satisfied smile form on his face

“Then I’ll ask them to send you pictures of the notes so you won’t miss anything, and I’ll bring you back in time for lunch so you won’t miss out on your other classes”

You didn’t know what to say, so you just nodded and pulled him in for a hug as the tears continued to flow down your cheeks, and he pulled you closer to him, pressing a kiss to the top of your head

You ended up falling asleep during the car ride to his house so he carried you inside and placed you on his bed, tucking you underneath the covers and lying down beside you

“I love you, [Y/N], sleep tight”

☆。*。☆。 Sugawara Koushi

Your boyfriend Suga invited you over to his house after school, and although you knew you had tons of work to do and you were stressed out to the max because of it, you couldn’t bring yourself to say no to his gentle smile and kind gesture

You two finally made it up to his bedroom, and you went to go sit on his bed. He turned away from you for a split second to put his school bag on the ground, but the moment he turned to face you his brown eyes widened at what he saw

You had already taken out your textbooks and binders from your bag, setting them down beside you on his bed, and you were flipping through the pages frantically because there was just so much work that you needed to complete and you didn’t know where to start

“[Y/N] … I invited you over to relax, not work,” he half-attempted a light-hearted joke to mask his concern, but you were in too much of a daze to hear him

He walked over to his bed and sat down beside you, making room by moving your binders over to the side. He noticed that there were dark bags under your eyes, which were slightly red and looked ready to close at any moment

“When’s the last time you slept?” he asked you, and this time you finally heard him. Your eyes darted up to meet his brown ones, and you felt a light blush creep up on your cheeks as you contemplated his question

“…”

“[Y/N]?” he asked you, gently putting a hand on your shoulder because he thought that you didn’t hear him

“I don’t remember,” you finally said truthfully after a couple of moments, making him frown and let out a soft sigh

He stood up from his bed, taking your textbook from your lap and putting all your binders back in your bag, before lying down on the bed beside you and outstretching his arm

“Come here,��� he told you, and although you wanted to get up and grab your books again, your tiredness told you otherwise. You curled up next to him, placing your head on his chest, and he twirled your hair in his fingers and rubbed your back gently as he spoke to you

“You can’t overwork yourself anymore,” he told you in a gentle voice. “It isn’t healthy”

“But Koushi, there’s just so much to d—”

“You can do it later, but please [Y/N], right now you need to try to sleep”

Although you didn’t want to admit it, you felt utterly exhausted, so you closed your eyes and allowed yourself to get comfortable in your boyfriend’s arms, and he continued to play with your hair and rub your back until you drifted off into a peaceful slumber, forgetting about all of your worries and troubles from before

A soft smile formed on Suga’s face when he saw that you had fallen asleep, and he kissed the tip of your nose gently as he pulled you closer to him

“Sweet dreams, [Y/N]”

[rpbetter]

I don't know how often this happens but I've recently seen this one blog i follow post a few starter calls and one liner calls which is great except the mun only puts out a few of them even though, let's say, a starter has 20+ likes. I understand how it can get overwhelming to send so many starters out but if the person is overwhelmed by why keep putting out starter calls/one liner calls???? I've liked a few of them but I have yet to get a starter even though we're mutuals and I'm super tempted to just soft block because of this

Hey, Anon!

Unfortunately, fairly often. It's definitely part of the problem of muns consistently biting off more than they can chew because they want things that don't go together very cohesively, like, a ton of fresh interactions while maintaining some of those into longer lasting threads while still approaching RP in an extremely casual way (as in, no system of keeping track, managing time, etc.).

I get it, despite being a far more dedicated RPer, I'm also not someone who functions very well with too much organization around my creativity, but when that chaos is also excessive, it's not just overwhelming to the mun, it's frustrating to everyone they interact with. Or, like you, everyone who is trying to interact.

I mean, that's what we're supposed to do, right? If it's how the mutual you want to interact with goes about it, you like their starter calls. So, what are you supposed to do when you have liked multiple calls, but the mun isn't dropping you a starter? That's frustrating, especially when it's a situation in which the starter call post does have like 20+ notes and/or it's a one-liner call. Is it actually that difficult??

Obviously, in my opinion, no, it isn't.

When people just keep putting out those calls, a hell of a lot of the time, it's because they have one to a handful of specific mutuals they want to like the post who are not liking it. It's the same thing that happens when you see muns reblogging the same meme, or extremely similar ones, a million times while not responding to anything that's been sent in. Instead of going to the mutual they so desperately want to start writing with to directly ask them if they're interested, what they'd be interested in doing, is there something that they'd specifically like sent in, and so on, they keep putting out bait that isn't working. And everyone suffers for that.

If you're still interested in writing with this mun, you could always try directly approaching them, but at this point, if I were you? I would call this a loss and count it as being a good one - they're clearly not that interested in you/your muse(s), or they are too overwhelmed and cannot stop themselves from continuing to contribute to their own problem, either way, is that someone you want to become involved with?

I realize that probably sounds harsh! This person could be transitioning muses, going through a weird patch with their writing or time availability, losing muse, or even stuck at that strange point we all get stuck at eventually where we need to grow or hang it up but both feel uncomfortable. However, it's your spare time, too. It's your hobby, too. This isn't someone you have already invested time and creativity in yet, it's not a friend or long term writing partner you owe some extra patience and decency to - you've done exactly the right thing already! You have respectfully interacted with the calls they've put out, been patient, and been ignored. They don't owe you an explanation, but you don't owe them infinite tolerance either. And that includes the tolerance of getting yourself into a situation that will just result you unfollowing or softblocking in another two, three months anyway when it's more awkward.

I will admit that I do not usually advise people to simply block, hard or soft, or unfollow without saying something. I generally think that you should try to discuss problems and find solutions, or that it's simply the respectful thing to let folks know what's up (how else are they going to know something is a problem, and we all know it's frustrating, confusing, or even hurtful when we abruptly realize that reply we worked on was for someone who just ditched us without warning). HOWEVER, that take is based upon having actual interactions, as well as nothing extreme happening like serious rule breaking, hateful situations, and so forth. And while nothing overtly hateful has happened here, you also have no established relationship with this mutual...except being ignored. Repeatedly.

So, I in no way feel like it's a shitty thing to do for you to quietly remove yourself. Chances are, this person isn't even going to notice you're gone. That's a little hurtful, yes, but...they literally don't seem to notice you're trying to interact. This is just going to keep making you feel negatively about them and the situation, and at some point, you might end up letting that feeling turn into saying something hateful. That's not great for anyone, right? Right.

Again, if I were you, I would softblock and go...and feel like I dodged an awkward situation or more frustration later on. If you don't want to do that, try to contact them in whichever way their rules say they're most comfortable with, and talk to them about it. Don't directly ask something like "yo, why do you think it's ok to keep putting these out while ignoring me?" lol let's not go that route! Try something more like "hey! I'd like to write with you, is there a better way to get something started than your calls? You seem kind of busy with them lately, so, I wanted to check."

If they react positively to that by making any attempt to explain or giving you another option, including letting you know that maybe you missed a rules password or something that you could fix, then, you can go for it (so long as you won't have any hurt feelings you'll be taking with you into this). If it's a negative reaction, they're hostile or short about this, or outright decline interaction directly, then, you still know and can go without being disappointed any more. And if they give you a noncommital/disinterested answer like telling you that, no, that's what you should do, you also know this problem isn't going to be resolved by speaking to them directly either and can go without more disappointment.

No matter what you end up doing, know that, at least from the limited information I have here, you haven't done anything to negate interaction. You've done what you're supposed to do, it isn't hateful for you to go if you're being ignored. I hope whatever happens that it'll give you a less irritating daily experience on your dash!