#im being so brave today yall

[pierogipete]

just because im scared doesnt mean its bad for me

[elegyofthemoon]

listen while i love the alcryst and celine b support and what it entails, i had to take a pause during the support bc i was too busy laughing really hard about alcryst calling diamants snores akin to a saw cutting and my brain flashed through those tiktoks of some sleepovers where a bunch of bros are charading all kinds of things to one of their friends snoring

[izzy-b-hands]

im gonna go thru my likes and try to reblog some happy/fun/generally interesting shit to make up for my own shit mood today and the rancid fuckin vibe of this Thursday. might help me, hope it might help any of y'all if ur having a shit day too 🩵💙

[garlique]

my tummy hurts so bad i hate traveling

[bokunoheros]

ཐིཋྀ KINKTOBER - day 23 corruption : tomura shigaraki

warnings : DARK CONTENT, afab reader, non-con, mention of the word r*pe, somnophilia, no quirks, reader and shigs are co-workers at a boring 9-5 job, gagging, kind of bondage?, stockholm syndrome?, this shit is sick and twisted btw

word count : 880

🐙 note : i’d let him rape me sorry yall im so normal about him

tomura shigaraki was an interesting character; he was never really on time to work and he always performed sloppily at his job. to be honest you weren’t quite sure how he wasn’t fired, perhaps it was because your manager was his adoptive father. despite that, it was obvious the poor man had a crush on you, he wasn’t exactly good at hiding it. he’d often stare at you as you passed by or he’d linger by your desk more so than others, chatting you up about nothing in particular. his presence was always overwhelming, as though he was dangerous and not to be trusted, something about him simply made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. if someone told you what he would do to you, well you wouldn’t really be shocked but you should’ve seen what was coming, you should’ve been more careful, you should’ve taken precautions to prevent what happened, but sadly, you didn’t realize until it was too late.

it started off subtle, little things you would notice; like how your bedroom door was always open even though you swear you closed it, or finding your underwear laying around your house after it had gone missing. however, tomura’s admiration for you grew, so much so that he couldn’t stop himself from making advances on you behind the scenes. he’d find himself breaking into your apartment while you slept or were out running errands. doing nothing but being in your home for hours was enough to satisfy him. like a total creep he’d just pretend he lived there, he’d sit on the couch and watch TV or drink some water from your fridge, even sometimes when he was feeling brave he’d sit beside your bed and watch you sleep. often in times like those he would let his mind wander, wander to places about your intimate life. he’d wonder to himself if you were a virgin, if you like taking his cock like a pillow princess, if you were good at sucking dick. every once and a while, he’d even masturbate to your sleeping body, lying there helpless and peacefully.

but for tomura, today was a very special day; today was the day he decided he would make a real move on you. he’d finally work up the courage to try and advance to the next stage with you. it was a typical day for the both of you, work was slow and there was too much typing to be done on your computers. as per usual, shigaraki would wait by your desk in the morning to greet you and would ask you every question under the sun about the presentation you were working on. it was a long and grueling day, once you got home you shoved your shoes off, threw your briefcase down, and flopped on the couch with a heavy sigh. you ended up falling asleep without realizing it, being too exhausted from the day to bother showering or taking your makeup off.

you don’t know what woke you, if it was the sharp sting in your lower abdomen or the strong grip on your waist. you awake to find shigaraki lingering over you, a sadistic and creepy smile on his face. you almost screamed but couldn’t when you realized your mouth was stuffed full of your own panties. tomura was inside you, thrusting in and out at an animalistic pace. you tried to squirm out of his hold but couldn’t when you noticed his other hand had yours held tightly above your head.

you closed your eyes and squeezed, hoping, praying that this was just some sick joke and that this wasn’t happening to you. you wished that it couldn’t be true, that tomura shigaraki didn’t just break into your house to rape you as you slept. the pain was unbearable, the way he pushed himself into you left an ache between your thighs, his drool leaking onto your tits that were pulled out of your blouse.

“you’re so wet for me, pretty. you love how i fuck you right? doesn’t it feel good?”

he was taunting you, the sick bastard broke into your home and violated you and now he had the nerve to ask if you were enjoying it?

“please—please let me go, it hurts, it hurts!”

your screams were muffled by the gag in your mouth, all you could do was wiggle in his grasp and stare up at his enveloping gaze. his ruby eyes stared into your soul, you couldn’t look away despite the way they burned into your being.

yet somehow, against all logic, it started to feel… almost… good? the feeling was painful but almost pleasurable and suddenly shigaraki’s twisted evil smile turned you on, you found yourself smiling back at him with the same disgusting demeanor. your screams of pain turned into moans and whimpers, you found yourself squirming more because of how good it felt then the pain of it all. tears welled up in your eyes, from the awful situation? because it felt amazing? because the man you knew as nothing more than a coworker was invading your entire being? you had no idea but the tears spilled over and tomura licked them away.

“don’t be sad baby, just enjoy it.”

[mentally-gone002]

is it too early to love you? - final part (7)

(moodboard made by moi)

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7

summary: reader and spencer meet in the afternoon like they’d promised to play chess and get coffee. everything is prefect and comfortable, even as reader gets brave enough to do something she felt sorry for not doing sooner. 

a/n: gang… i don’t wanna end this one… but idk what i should do past this part😭😭😭 but if yall want more just request smth cuz im obsessed with how this turned out🤓 ALSO ty for all the love you’re given this series, ive had a blast writing this (literally destroyed my sleep schedule i made because i go back to school in like four days or some bullshit) and it’s rlly awesome being a writer that makes fun little things that ppl end up loving!!!! so big ty to all of yall who’ve been reading 

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was this too much?

i stared at myself in the mirror as i adjusted the collar of my sweater with my fingers. 

i’m just going to see my best friend, so why am i dressing like this is a date? and why am i so nervous. 

it’s a good nervous. the kind that had an entire rabble of butterflies fluttering around my stomach.

it wasn’t fancy, just a casual outfit that he’d definitely never seen me in before. i would wear this on a date though. on an occasion like this one.

i stepped away from my reflection. it was 11:30 and it wouldn’t take me longer than ten minutes to get to the coffee shop but i got my shoes on anyway. it doesn’t hurt to be early. 

i left my apartment in a giddy rush. my feet were louder on the stairs than usual due to my quick pace. 

one of my neighbors who was walking inside gave me an amused smile. “what’re you getting up to today?” she asked. 

i directed my eyes towards her. “i’m going to see a friend.” my lips were pinned in a smile. 

she grinned widely. “is it that boy who’s always coming over? the handsome tall one with brown hair?” 

“maybe.” i nodded. 

she gave me a knowing look. “oh honey, are you sure he’s just a friend?”

i tried to hide the flush over my cheeks. “i’m sure.” 

“okay.” she nodded slowly like she wasn’t convinced. “i’ll know when he’s more than that.” 

i rolled my eyes and left the building, deciding to walk instead of drive. maybe it’ll help my energy levels. 

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i was cold by the time i got to the coffee shop. the autumn air was motionless apart from when cars would drive past me on the street, and the chill bit at my face and hands, even though i had them hidden in the sleeves of my sweater. it was bearable though. 

“welcome in!” 

the cheerful voice of a barista behind the counter mingled with the bell above the door and the chatter of customers placed across the establishment. it was warm inside and it smelled like coffee, for obvious reasons. 

“hey.” a familiar voice sounded behind me. i turned around to look at spencer while he closed the shop door behind himself. 

“hi.” i smiled. 

“have you been here long?” he wondered. 

i shook my head and freed my hands from my sleeves. “no. i got here a minute or two ago…” spencer’s hand on my face had me trailing off. his fingers moved some of my hair away from my eyes.

“did you walk?” his brows were pinched together, more so as i nodded. “it’s cold out.” 

i smiled. he’s too sweet. “i’m okay. it’s not that bad.” i promised him through the tone of my voice and the look i gave him through my lashes. 

he smiled softly with a nod. “good.” 

“we still have a chess game to go play, so you better not let the temperature get to you.” my hand reached out to gently clamp around his wrist so i could pull him after me into the short line so we could get our coffees and then walk to the park. 

“can i try yours?” i asked while walking down the sidewalk, outside again. i gestured to his coffee by tapping the side of it with my index finger. our arms brushed as we walked. 

spencer hummed a ‘yes’ as he handed off his cup to me. 

i excitedly took his cup and sipped from it, cautiously because i’ve heard morgan say that it would put him in a coma if he had more than a sip of it after mixing up an order. this happened years ago but morgan still talks about it.

he was right because when the drink hit my tongue i closed my eyes, pulling a face at how sweet it was. “jesus!”

spencer’s sweet laughter swirled inside my head. he gently took his cup back. “too sweet?” 

i nodded quickly. “yeah. how do you drink that everyday?” i sipped my own coffee to try and get rid of the sugar that still lingered on my tongue. 

when we kissed he tasted like that.

he shrugged. “i don’t know, I’m just used to it i guess.”

our arms brushed again because i can’t walk in a straight line but he didn’t seem to mind. “what did you get?” he quizzed. 

i read the barista’s handwriting on the side of the cup. it was what i got whenever i went to a coffee shop but i still liked to get my answer right. “a half dark half white chocolate mocha with caramel. i got a double shot of espresso today so… we’ll see how that plays out.” my eyes trailed up to his face while we stopped at the crosswalk across from the park. he glanced down at me, eyes all content. his pupils were blown wide which made it hard to see the brown of his eyes. 

“don’t get a caffeine rush on me.” spencer told me. “i might not be able to handle you.” 

i scoffed with a squint of my eyes. “please, you’re able to handle me no matter what.” 

he agreed with me. 

while we were stepping away from the safety of the sidewalk i mindlessly grabbed spencer’s hand. it was just a habit i’ve always had. an instinct to reach out and hold onto whoever i was with while crossing the street. 

when we reached the other side i quickly released his hand. i met his eyes with my own. “sorry. force of habit.” i smiled shyly. 

spencer smiled back. “it’s okay.” 

he found an empty table to play chess at, which was the only one that wasn’t occupied. i never knew people favored playing chess in a park so much until now.

i sat down on a stone chair on one side of the board while spencer sat across from me, pulling a box of chess pieces out of his bag. i watched him slide the white colored pieces over to me. “do you just carry those around all the time?” i wondered while placing all the pieces in the correct places. 

“yeah.” he nodded. 

i smiled. “you have a marry poppins bag.” 

“i love marry poppins.” spencer hummed. 

i laughed quietly in endearment. he’s really pretty today. 

“okay,” i put my hands flush against one another and rubbed them together. “prepare to loose.” i slid one piece forward.

spencer shook his head. “in your dreams.” he moved a piece. 

i watched him and processed a few things i could do before moving. 

we went back and forth in silence for a few minutes before i looked up at him. he was looking at the board with furrowed brows. “when did you learn to play?” 

spencer moved a piece before answering. “when i was a kid. me and my mom would play a lot.” he focused on my lips for a moment before shifting to my eyes. he smiled almost timidly. 

i stole one of his pieces with my next move. it was held between my fingers beside my face. “gotcha.” i whispered. 

he took a piece of mine and mirrored me. “you were saying?”

i frowned. “you’re mean.” i moved again.

“this is all part of the game.” he laughed as we kept playing. 

i rested my head in my hand and stared at the pieces in thought. i moved another piece over the board before taking a quick sip of coffee. 

the park was nice today. there were a lot of people walking or sitting or playing chess like us. it was comfortable. i don’t know why i haven’t come here as much. 

spencer’s hair fell over his face when a light breeze blew through the park and i wanted to reach out and brush it out of his eyes. 

i don’t remember moving my arms to do so, but i leaned across the small table and did so anyway. spencer didn’t take his eyes off of mine, not while i was moving his hair with my fingertips on his skin, and not when his hand mirroring mine took the one in his hair in his own. he intertwined our fingers and i thought i was dreaming as he moved so our elbows were propping our joined hands over the board. 

he nonchalantly went back to the game, taking one of my pieces. “your move.” he squeezed my hand to snap me out of my trance the physical contact put me in. 

i nodded, pursing my lips. “right.” i felt like there was more attention on me and it made my focus dwindle. i still moved a piece that spencer took after a few moves, but he smoothed his thumb over the small extent of my hand he could touch. 

i smiled suddenly as i took a piece of his. “while i was leaving my building my neighbor asked me where i was going. when i told her i was seeing a friend she asked ‘the handsome tall one with brown hair’ and i thought that was such an accurate description of you.” i sipped more of my coffee. being outside had cooled it down significantly. 

spencer squeezed my hand that i was convinced he wasn’t ever going to let go. i met his eyes. “you think i’m…” he trailed off momentarily while he moved another piece. “tall?” he asked, that stupid but addicting smile slipped onto his lips. 

i scoffed, mouth open in an amused smile. “yes, yes i do.” i nodded with a laugh. “all 6’1 of you.” 

spencer’s eyes were so soft on mine. they were just full of adoration and endearment. i didn’t have a problem with getting lost in them. i’d get more lost just in his company every day. 

“you’re so beautiful…” his voice was so quiet i wouldn’t have caught what he’d said if i wasn’t looking at him. i read his lips in slow motion. 

“thank you.” 

we played the rest of the game in silence and secret glances. spencer won which didn’t surprise me. he told me i was good though, and that must mean i’m really good if its coming from him. 

spencer let go of my hand so that we could put the pieces away. my hand got cold immediately. i worked quickly to group the colors of pieces and slide them over to him. 

when we left the table, people immediately occupied it. i laughed slightly. 

“is there this many people here often?” i asked, my hand brushing his as we walked. 

he slowly interlaced our fingers again, being casual with it. “this isn’t the busiest it’s been.” he replied. i nodded, looking down at our joined hands. 

my feet stopped moving across the sidewalk and spencer stopped with me. “you okay?” 

i looked up at him, searching his eyes for what he must have searched mine for when he’d first kissed me. 

i wanted to kiss him. 

i can’t deny that anymore. 

so in the middle of the park in the afternoon i did just that. i stood on my toes and kissed him. my chest pressed against his and i swear i could feel his quickened heartbeat while our lips gently pressed together. 

spencer dropped my hand to cradle my face, meaning i couldn’t pull away so soon. and i was just fine with that. 

i slid my hand around his waist to his back. my palms pressed flat into him, making a soft hum pass from him to me. 

when we did pull away for breath, spencer whispered, “it’s not too early to love me.” his forehead pressed against mine. 

i smiled. “you heard me that night?”

“yeah.” he nodded subtly. “and i’ve played it over and over again in my head.” 

i smiled, tilting my head to kiss him once. “it sounds like you love me.” i ran my hands down his back. 

“i do.” he whispered. “i really do.” 

my head rested on his chest as i hugged him closer. his arms wrapped around me in an instant. “i’m sorry i made you wait for me.” i muttered. 

“i’d wait for you no matter what.” spencer replied, kissing the top of my head. 

i smiled in content, breathing in his scent that was like a muscle relaxant. everyone and everything around me and him just faded away. 

until both of us got a phone call. 

i frowned and dug into my pocket to answer the same time as spencer. 

“hello?” 

“hello my lovely, we have a case and need you here ASAP.” penelope’s cheerful voice filled my ear. i sighed and looked up at spencer as he gave me the same look. 

i nodded. “okay. we’ll start heading over.” 

“who’s ‘we’?” penelope asked. 

“me and spencer.” i replied, not really caring if she freaks out because it’s worth it for him. 

she squealed over the line. spencer had already hung up and was waiting for me. “that’s so adorable. okay, get here quick, hotch is looking at me impatiently.”

“okay. see you soon.” 

“bye!”

i shoved my phone back into my pocket. “there goes the weekend.” i took spencer’s hand as we walked to where his car was parked. 

“i’m glad we got to do this.” he told me. i smiled, running my thumb against his hand. 

“me too.” i agreed. 

spencer stopped in the middle of the sidewalk to kiss me once. i giggled with my eyes closed. “what was that for?” i wondered. 

“just to make sure this is real.” he replied. 

i stood on my toes to kiss him again. “it is.” 

he kissed me one more time, which resulted in some guy telling us to ‘get a room’ to which i started laughing, head leaned back. 

spencer started dragging me to his car with that, we were in the safety of it when he kissed me one last time. 

“the team is waiting.” i reminded him. 

his eyes went wide. “i forgot.” he chuckled softly. 

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when we made it to the roundtable room morgan whistled at us. “about time.” 

i smiled awkwardly and sat down, spencer following right beside me. “sorry. my car wouldn’t start.” i lied. 

“ah yes, so you repaid pretty boy with a kiss?” 

i whipped my head towards spencer and noticed a mark from the tinted chapstick i was wearing on his lips. i discretely used my fingers to wipe away any color that escaped my lips. “that’s not from me that’s from… a random girl on the street.” i avoided everyone’s eyes while attempting not to smile. “she thought he was handsome.” 

the whole team exchanged a series of unconvinced looks. hotch was the first to speak. “start the brief garcia.” 

with that she got started, talking about the new case full of gruesome details that i only heard half of. i was too distracted by the way spencer grabbed my hand under the table and squeezed it to assure we were okay. 

the team definitely didn’t believe any of what i’d just said but it didn’t really matter. neither of us cared. 

it definitely wasn’t too early to love him. 

[strkyoo]

plsss do a lynette x quiet fem readerrr im desperate no one does nmlnm

— cozy silence

PAIRING ; lynette x quiet!fem!reader

IN WHICH ; nothing else matters when you’re around lynette.

NOTE ; TRUE i never found any nmlnm/wlw lynette fanfics and IM SO DESPERATE ABOUT IT TOO but oh well. guess im here to be your savior /jk

// FLUFF — established relationship, lazy cuddles and kisses, yall literally do nothing and just snuggle with each other, no dialogues — wc ; 686

being a magician’s assistant to her brother is a tiring thing, at least for today. all lynette wants to do is go home and go into your warm arms.

lynette opened the door to her current residence with a huge sigh, an unpleasant aura surrounded her. today was indeed an exhausting day, just like what she thought, and she went home first before her brother.

she scanned the entire room, before spotting you laying on the comfortable couch, reading some sort of book while you gently sipped your tea… you looked so relaxed and content — in contrast to her current self.

with a weak smile, she approached you from behind, resting her chin on top of your head. you didn’t flinch in surprise, nor did you react. you simply mumbled a meek ‘hi’, closing your book as you shifted your gaze to her violet eyes.

she can only smile at your lazy mutters, climb up from behind the couch and set herself in your lap. ah, sometimes you forget she has feline blood and has many traits similar to that of a cat.

you chuckled as you wrap your arms around her back and her waist, bringing her closer to feel the warmth of your arms. you didn’t mind if she tossed the book you’re currently reading somewhere, all that matters to you is her being comfortable in your arms.

lynette didn’t say anything, she just buried her head in your chest, nuzzling on there contently. the only sound you can hear in this comfortable quiet room is the soft purr from lynette and the sound of your clothes rubbing against hers.

your free hand began to wander from her back to her head, your fingertips brushing against her slight messy hair. her ears twitched slightly when you began to pat her head, her tail wagging left and right slowly. she always enjoys your gentle touch—it never fails to calm her messy heart after a bad day.

these few minutes are filled with comfortable silence accompanied by your loving and affectionate gesture for lynette. of all things, this is what lynette really needs after a long day. to be in your arms, to cuddle you and kiss you, to spend her time with you.

you pressed a tender kiss right on the star-shaped mark on her left cheek once she got even more comfortable. she smiled, pressing a kiss on your collar bone in return. you could see a faint pink-ish color on the tip of her cheeks.

the two of you keep sharing lazy yet tender kisses to each other — from forehead, cheeks, jawline, neck, and even lips if you’re feeling brave enough.

the more lazy kisses you gave to lynette, the more sleepy she got. you tried to hold your giggle when you saw her sleeping state after you kissed her lips for the third time. lifting up her body as you tried to switch to a more comfortable lying position, you tried to not move too much and not make any noises in order to not wake her up suddenly.

after a few attempts, you can finally lay comfortably with your sleeping sweetheart on top of you. you can feel her tail wrapped around your waist to prevent her from falling off your body, while her arms wrapped around your neck and her head resting on your chest.

you tried to pick up your book but it was too far from the couch and lynette had her whole body pinned against yours, so you have nothing to do now. you could just watch her sleeping face for hours, or simply fall asleep with her… it’s up to you now.

likes, comments & reblogs are appreciated ! ♡

— © strkyoo.

[jev-urisk]

A Musing Monday 🎐

Today i'm musing about connections and how they are often synonymous with our opportunities, our ability to survive, and our thoughts- therefor changing who we are and who will become. Also coin metaphors 🪙

Last Tuesday out of the blue one of my partners was laid off, he started a new job two days later because he knows people who work at a cabinet mill. 🙏

My family made the most healing ratatouille that we ate off of all weekend because someone I know from work had too many eggplants. 🍆📈

We got our house thanks to the efforts of a friend with a real-estate license. I got the contact info for my current therapist from a girlfriend. I have a song stuck in my head from a child I work with and I pick up catchphrases from people on tv and I know how to do pushups for the 1st time in my life bc an online friend taught me how. 🔥💪

Its fun and frightening to think about- that we are obelisks of pennies created from every person that gave us their two cents 🪙🪙

If every trait, thought, inclination, or idea of yours was a coin- which of your coins are old, passed down through the generations until they were shuffled into your hands? Which are invaluable? Like my dads tendency to accept things (like my gayness and transness and polyness) as long as no one is getting hurt, which I know he got from my grandfather ❤️. Which coins are a burden you dont know how to get rid of? Like my mother's propensity to say "It could be worse, think of__ (children in Africa, Houseless folk, etc)" which has become my tendency to minimize my own experiences and neglect to give myself breaks 🫠. Which coins did you find on the sidewalk and which sit with you in your car? Which are made of metals you're allergic to? Which are tarnished and scratched but still good? Which coins of yours are most valuable to you? 🎐

There are so many times in my life where I felt like I couldn't get a leg up, and the only way I got through was stacking pennies, adding up my connections and the ghosts of connections past to try to escape the pit..

With that in mind I want to take a moment to shout out the change (🥁) that others have gifted me with recently, cuz boy buddy have I needed to stack pennies lately, but have been so blessed to have so many new coins.

Thanks @sableglass, the fire you put into the world ignited action into me. I spent a year lamenting the loss of a job until your 'fuck it we ball' attitude inspired me to get resolved about that 🤽‍♂️. I got a job offer today. You helped me get here.

Thanks @the-golden-comet , you were one of the first writblr blogs I came across. You shaped my idea of tumblr to be something positive and uplifting during a very hard time for me 🫂. Your stories are so free and wild (🐳💦) and wonderful that they changed my outlook on being a writer and that what im 'allowed' to put in a story is anything but a limiting factor. You taught me that the course of a day can be changed with a simple frog gif and that you dont necessarily need to know someone to know how much they care. 🐸💕

Thanks to @tragedycoded for DMLS and @words-after-midnight for Libaw. Yall write the mentalscape of various conditions so well that im taking better care of myself 🧠🌿. I'm more proud of the work I've put into myself. And i'm becoming proud of the person I could have become but didn't.

Thank you to @lychhiker-writes for being my first homie on tumblr and for letting me vent my various frustrations into your dms 😏😅, and for being a brave and honest alpha reader for 7C.

Thank you @wyked-ao3 and @cowboybrunch and @gioiaalbanoart for being such great cheerleaders for my writing 😭💕 seeing yall connect and feel your feelings in my comments gives me so much hope and happiness and I honesty dont thank yall enough. I finally finished ch8 (no, really, check the doc 👀) and your encouragement helped me really embrace Seeker, who I used to think was too boring, and get that chapter finished 🏁.

There are so many others and I'm sorry for not naming them all 🙏 but if I have read your work, thank you. If I follow you or you follow me, thank you. If we have ever bonked together in a discord chat like two wayward beyblades 💞- *Thank You*

Today, I feel like I'm finally out of the pit, and it's thanks to the random 2 cents and spare change yall have gifted me. Your influence is priceless. 🥰💰

(Still no taglist for Monday posts yet, hmu if you'd like to be on it!)

[yurionicestolemyheart]

it's been a very long 7 years, yall. I'm honestly not even sure what to do with myself with this news.

I guess I'm just really glad we didn't get this news sooner, tbqh. 2017-2021 was an incredibly hard time for me and waiting for iceado to be released is genuinely the reason I'm still alive today. If we had gotten this news back in 2019 instead of the postponement, I honestly can't tell you if I'd still be here.

I have so many feelings about all of this. Hurt and anger are definitely the strongest. I don't think those feelings are ever going to go away entirely.

im gonna be real with you guys it's been a ROUGH April for me, and this is far from even being the worst thing to have happened to me in the last 3 weeks, but I'm letting myself breakdown over this so I can keep dealing with everything else with a brave face.

I wish the production team well. I wish the creators well.

I may have to make a decision on whether or not I'll keep this blog. Who knows right now. I haven't actually been in the yoi fandom for years and iceado was the one thing I was holding on to the blog for. But at least for now it'll stay up as a place to mourn.

[thrawns-babygirl]

Insufferable Pt 2 (Crosshair x F!Reader)

Writers block is killing me lmaoooo so I decided to make a part 2 to one of my first fics i ever wrote because its been sitting in my drafts for way too long. Hope Yall enjoy, let me know what you think. Likes, Reblogs and Replies fuel me so pls dont hold back. Thinking of writing a part 3 but idk yet lol

I proofread it but im tired as hell so let me know if i missed anything

Rating: (E (18+) Warnings: Gags, Unprotected PiV, Creampie, Oral (F!Receiving), mentions of drawing blood Word Count: 2600+

Masterlist

It’s been weeks since the Batch landed on Kamino. Weeks of tests and poking and prodding and nothing to do but wait for orders to come in. It’s been a while since the batch had been on Kamino for this long in between missions and tensions were running high. Hunter had snapped at Wrecker, Tech had snapped at Hunter, Wrecker was trying to keep his head down and Crosshair? Crosshair was being the most unbearable of them all.

The Batch were used to his clipped replies and scathing remarks by now, but at the moment it’s like he was trying extra hard to be a snarky prick and the others were sick of it. They had gotten a brief reprieve when Crosshair was called down to the shooting range for an evaluation by Nala Se and a couple of other doctors and scientists but according to Tech’s findings in the Kaminoan data base he performed ‘sub-optimally’ and was sent to medical for an examination.

The Batch shared withering stares, knowing that if Crosshair was being intolerable now then the results of todays evaluations were only going to make the sniper ten times worse to deal with. A new mission could not come soon enough.

Crosshair was stalking down the halls of Kamino, and if looks could kill, any reg that he passed would have dropped dead had he been brave enough to make eye contact with the furious sniper. He was seething to himself as his legs dragged him down to the medical wing, towards the one person he wanted to see less than anyone else on this maker forsaken planet at the moment, you.

Ever since he made the grave mistake of giving in to his sordid desires with you on his mind, he could barely look at you, not that the two of you had a good relationship to begin with, but now it was worse.

Any time he looked at you he would be reminded of how he debased himself to the thought of you. How he couldn’t even control himself enough not to give you the smallest amount of power over him, and he hated it. The worst part? It wasn’t even the one time. After the metaphorical seal was broken, he couldn’t stop. Every night since he would bring himself to mind-blowing, leg shaking orgasms by his own hand in the ‘fresher, your name threatening to escape him in the form of strangled groans as he bites down on his fist to stifle his sounds. Those same nights he would wake up, panting, painfully hard as your form invaded even his subconscious.

He knew his brothers were on the receiving end of his short temper more than usual, but they had luckily chalked it up to their lack of action recently and being cooped up together in a tiny barracks on Kamino. He’s not sure how he would deal with it if they had any idea of the real reason he was so short tempered with them.

He’s shaken from his reverie as the door to your office slides open, he was so lost in his thoughts he didn’t even realise he was just standing outside your door. You look up at him, datapad in hand and give him a sickly-sweet smile. A brief look down at the pad in front of you shows the results from his lacklustre performance at the shooting range as well as some requests for certain medical examinations to see if the cause of his frustration is physical or mental.

He barges past you into your office without uttering a word and takes a seat in front of your desk.

“Well hello to you too Cross” you beam at him. It’s like you enjoy watching him suffer, like you derive some sick pleasure from watching him fail. He can’t stand it; he can’t stand you. So why is his cock reacting to your taunting smile? Why does he have to actively resist the urge to push you up against your desk and shut you up himself? He still doesn’t say a word, just glares at you while he pops a toothpick in his mouth.

“Just a couple of things today before I move your ungrateful behind onto a specialist, shed your armour and take your top off so I can draw some blood” He’s totally silent as he removes the top half of his armour and blacks, revealing the planes of his scarred chest. You quickly and painlessly draw some blood from his arm before running it through a machine to test his hormone levels and to test for any diseases.

“Have you been sexually active in the last 6 cycles?” You ask while looking down at the machine readout that’s coming up on your pad. The question startles him, he knows it’s standard, its not even the first time you’ve asked him, but while his traitorous cock is trapped against his body and his codpiece the question feels… different. He concedes that he can’t remain non-verbal the entire appointment and the sooner he gets through this the sooner he can… relieve himself.

“Yes” his reply is clipped, he’s still refusing to make eye contact, preferring to look around the sterile white room. You give a light snort, before looking up at him from your pad.

“Something funny?” he grits out at you, teeth clenching down on the toothpick in his mouth.

“Oh just with your sparkling personality I just wasn’t sure how lucky you were wooing the ladies, or men, no judgment, you’re just a little… how should I say this… abrasive?” the machine has finished uploading the data from his blood samples to your pad and you continue flicking through the results to see if there are any anomalies.

“I’m nicer to people who don’t piss me off Doc” he’s looking away again, out the small window near the back of your office, watching the ever-present Kamino rain. “Besides working for the GAR you get a lotta ladies hanging around bases looking to have some fun with a clone or two. But I’m sure you know all about that don’t you?” he turns to face you, a cocky smirk painting his features.

You balk, gripping your pad, brows furrowed as you look for something to say. He’s not wrong after all, you have had a rendezvous with a few clones in your time serving as a doctor on Kamino. It gets lonely and the donor was a very attractive man, so naturally things were bound to happen.

“Jealous Cross?” you’re still inputting the results of his blood test into the system, refusing to make eye contact as you try to recover from being called out.

“Not at all, why would I need some reg’s sloppy seconds when I’ve got lines of women ready to throw themselves at me and my ‘sparkling personality’ any time I’m off world” he finally has the upper-hand again and you’re scrambling to keep up. You simply decide on staying quiet while you gather the instruments required for the rest of the exams and will the rising blush away from your cheeks. “Out of the rest of your armour and on the bed” you grit out at him, still refusing to look him in the eye.

“Oh Doc, you gotta woo me a little better than that if you want me in your bed” you can hear the cocky smile in his voice breaking through over the clatter of his armour hitting the hard floor of your office as he follows your instructions and sits down on the cot in front of you. “If I wanted a cocky di’kut in my bed I’d ask any of the clones from Tango Squad to join me, not you, now lie down so we can get this over with and you can be a pain in your brother’s asses instead of mine” you move the scanner over him, adjusting the settings before running it over his whole body, watching the readouts closely searching for any abnormalities.

“Those shinies wouldn’t know how to please a woman if it hit them in the face” he drawls, eyes trained on your form leaning over his body. You let out another involuntary laugh “Oh and you would hotshot?” your eyes don’t leave the readout in front of you, if they did you would see the tent that Crosshair is pitching in his blacks as his eyes rake up and down your form.

Every single lewd thought the sniper has had while touching himself in the refresher coming to the surface now that you’re so close, the confirmation that you have indeed slept with regs making his blood boil. He could make you feel better than any of those regs could ever dream of, he would make your body sing for him, and he’s certain you would let him.

 “I would” he states simply and watches as a blush spreads its way up your neck to the tips of your ears, your throat bobs slightly as you swallow, and he knows he’s got you right where he wants you. You finish your scans, moving the machinery away and begin busying yourself with your datapad again. Without looking up you walk over to your office and punch in a code to the door panel locking it before walking back over to where Crosshair sits on the edge of the cot, leaning back with his hands planted on the fabric behind him, lets spread, rolling the toothpick in his mouth from one side to the other.

“Prove it then” you finally look up, placing your data pad on the desk.

“Now now Doc, who says I want to prove myself to you?” his voice dropping an octave as you saunter over to him. Your eyes land on the bulge caged by his blacks and you smirk up at him “Your body betrays you trooper, but if you don’t want to I have plenty of fine men on the other side of that door I can mmphh-” he silences you by slamming his lips against yours, his hands moving to your hips and pulling you against him as he runs his tongue along your lower lip, you open your mouth slightly and he slips his tongue inside, swallowing any sound that threatens to escape you.

You reluctantly break apart for air, panting slightly with kiss swollen lips as Crosshair stands up off the bed and slowly starts peeling your uniform pants and panties down your legs. “You talk too much Doc” he grunts out spinning you and placing your now naked ass on the bed that he was just occupying. “and what are you going to do abou-” you’re once again interrupted as Crosshair shoves your panties into your mouth and you look at him incredulously. “Much better” he growls as he lowers himself down to his knees, running his hands along your bare thighs before spreading them and gazing at your slick entrance.

“You’re already so kriffing wet doc, those regs mustn’t be treating you right if you’re already this soaked for me” you can feel the warm puffs of his breath fanning over your sensitive entrance as he talks. He looks up at you, not breaking eye contact as he licks a broad stripe up your cunt, swirling the muscle around your clit before diving in and eating you like a man starved.

Your groan is stifled by the fabric shoved in your mouth, saliva is threatening to spill around your lips as Cross laps at you. You close your eyes and lean your head back, indulging in the feeling of his tongue slipping inside you. You didn’t want to admit it but the clones you have been sleeping with have been somewhat lacklustre recently, with you often having to finish yourself off after they excused themselves back to their barracks. Tonight however, you can tell by the rapidly tightening coil in your stomach that that will not be an issue.

Cross groans into your cunt, and the vibrations of his voice send electricity shooting down your spine, winding the coil tighter. You open your eyes and glance down, the Sniper has freed himself from his blacks and his using his free hand to stroke his hard length vigorously. The sight sends you over the edge, your thighs wrap themselves around his head as all of your muscles tense and your orgasm washes over you and down onto his chin, your loud moans of his name muffled by the now soaked fabric still stuffed in your mouth.

Crosshair continues lapping at your juices, bringing you to overstimulation before extracting himself from your thighs and wiping your slick from his face. His smirk has evolved into a cocky grin as he stands and lines himself up with your entrance.

“You ready for the main course doc?” you nod vigorously as he runs the tip of his cock along your soaked entrance, teasing your clit before pushing forward enough for just the tip to slip inside only to pull it back out and continue teasing you.

You groan through your gag and tilt your hips upward hoping that he will get the hint and fuck you already. “Oh if only they could see you now, the high and mighty Doc just begging to be filled by a defective clone… if only they could see how much of a slut you are for my cock-” he punctuates his statement by finally slipping himself inside of you in a single swift thrust.

The feeling of your tight walls rips an uncharacteristically loud groan from the sniper, you felt divine, and after so long fantasizing about fucking you, he’s certain he’s going to bust early like some damn shiny losing his V card. He stays still for a moment, one hand gripping your thigh and the other reaching between the two of you to start toying with your already sensitive clit, causing your head to loll forward. Slowly, after acclimating to the way you stretch around his girth, he starts moving, his cock reaching perfectly inside to that sweet spot that has you rapidly approaching your second orgasm quicker than you anticipated.

You’re lucky your office is soundproofed, the loud moans that make it through your gag and the sound of his hips slapping against yours would paint any passer-by a very vivid picture of what exactly is going on behind closed doors. The drag of his length against your walls is heavenly, the tight circles he’s drawing against your clit with his fingers cause your muscles to clench around him, strangling his cock as your orgasm washes over you. You pant through your nose, squeezing your eyes shut as your peak engulfs you, loud moans of his name caught on the makeshift gag still stuffed in your mouth.

Placing both of his hands onto your hips and resting his head in the crook of your shoulder he chases his own peak, hips slamming into yours as he latches his mouth against your neck sucking a dark mark against your skin as his cock throbs inside of you, spurting ropes of hot cum into your abused pussy. Thrusting a few more times before stopping and resting his forehead against yours in a surprisingly intimate gesture.

You’re both panting, as he finally reaches up to remove the soaked fabric from your mouth. He slowly extracts himself from you, watching as his release starts spilling out of you onto the white bed beneath you and begins to redress. “I think I’ve proven my point doc; anything comes up on the scans let me know” he says as he continues clipping the hard plastoid of his armour into place. You nod, still somewhat at a loss for words as you watch him tuck your panties into a pouch on his belt. He gives you a three-finger salute before unlocking the door to your office and making a quick exit before you get a chance to say anything to him. Leaving you to redress alone and figure out what the fuck just happened.

@where-is-my-mind-tho @starborncyare @antishadow2021 @healingskywalker@crosshairlovebot

[fapper]

Guys this was my first time trying the famous gelato place in france called Fenocchio i deadass walked like 5 hours today 20k steps my back is in pain anyways I got blackcurrent and raspberry flavors and the raspberry one was good but the blackcurrent.. not for me but its good they had SOOOOOO many flavors i was like wtf is all this THEY HAD A CACTUS FLAVORED ICE CREAM LIKE???? This other place had rose, violet and lavender flavored ice cream that TASTED EXACTLY LIKE WTF THEY SHOULD TASTE LIKE…. This was an amazing solo trip i kept being in disbelief that 1. im here and 2. people actually live here. Like i am so jealous of the ppl who live here i could cry… i sat at the park for a bit listening to some sad songs and almost cried bc of this LMFAO like damn i grew up in the slums and yet here we are, witnessing kids play at ssuch a nice park with nice facilities/ games or whatever outside in such a nice weather like damn yall got it easy fr. ANYWAYS MAN

france is BEAUTIFUL…. Its BEAUITUFL its insanely pretty here i wish i could live here for the rest of my life frfr ALSO I WANT FRENCH DICKQUE BUT THEY DONT WANT ME :((((( jk im celibate but i will be mixing blood FOR SURE

also the way i was like the only asian person walking on the streets most of the time that was scary but i braved it through fr fr. Not a lot of asians here but like, its expected lmao like we are literally in europe

ANYWAYS YALL IT WAS A GREAT DAY also earlier in the day i had russian class and its held in our prof’s airbnb and she had these 2 HUGEEE dogs with her and it was so cute so. We have classes with 2 dogs next to us :D also class was hard wtf fuck russian that language is hard as hell and ive been studying it for 10 yrs now 🙄

YALL IM REALLY HAPPY 🩵 im gonna go back tomorrow again (its an hour walk but its ok it was sooo beautiful… ugh . UGHHHHH WHATEVR

[kingocringeracc]

Racc here, I'm gonna drop this one at yalls (literally no one) feet like a bastard child. See ya.

It's my least favorite because I feel it's a stupid idea, it was cool at first but when I put pen to paper it didn't make sense.

Synopsis, the authors least favorite son

August 29th, 2046

Jerusalem, Israel

Walking through the streets of one of the holiest cities in the world is quite an experience, I enter a coffee shop to meet the man I am to interview today, his name is Amir Essa, and he has gray streaks in his long dark hair, is bronze skin is wrinkled with crows feet and laugh lines. He shakes my hand and smiles at me, the smile reaches his eyes. The war didn't take that away from him like it did so many others.

“So you were a part of the Saharian horde eradications?”

“Ahh yes, the SHE unit”

He speaks of the SHE with a fond reminiscence.

“Could you elaborate just what the SHE unit was?”

“One of the greatest cavalry forces since the hussars, we were created after the final pushbacks at the walls of Jerusalem, and made as an extermination unit for the Saharian mass horde, comparable to a European horde or the horde you Americans had on your east coast”

“After the pushbacks of Jerusalem, the Israeli government came up with an idea, to use all the camels that had come in when the shut off of the Israeli state began, and instead of continuing to use them for meat, why not weaponize them? They were the perfect desert animal for the intention we had, and being that Israel’s factories stayed open, we had a massive stockpile of rifle ammunition, which, after your battle of DC, we found was the most effective for killing the dead, instead of your orchestras of artilery and machine guns.”

“i signed on with the SHE as soon as i found out the government had made it, of course you had to go through our version of your bootcamps, and learn how to ride a camel, while also learning how to shoot the rifles they gave us.”

“on this day, 16 years ago, we began our liberation of the african desert, descending through cairo and around the mediterranean coast slowly drawing off numbers from the SMH (saharian mass horde) and after 2 months of doing this, the brass decided to give us the order to start skirmishing with the mass horde”

“the SHE had about 20,000 active cavalrymen, but was split in 2, the army i served with, the silver horsemen, started our skirmishes from the atlas mountains, while our sister army, the red horsemen, started from the nile river. And when the order came out, both armies would attempt to meet in the middle of the desert, and hopefully, on the corpse of the mass horde.”

“i was one of the first ones who began the circling of the horde, god it was like we where the mongol hordes of old, horde against horde. This was the deciding factor of who would come out on top of this war, this was the turning point.”

“when the shots first started to go off, we got extremely confident, we had the ammo, and the speed, to outpace every single one of those things, im talking the entire 40 million of those things in that mass of decay. But some of the younger soldiers, got too confident, got too close to the sun, a stray bullet hit his camels leg, and he went tumbling about 10 yards away from the horde, he got up from his camel, managed to put it down before the horde got to it, and booked it towards us, i had to do something, it was my moral duty, especially when one is faced with a death that gruesome. I broke formation, and urged my camel to run faster towards the horde.”

“this normally wouldnt have worked, animals had this primal instinct to get away from these things, but our camels, and later your k-9s where trained to ignore these instincts, or at least be brave enough to face the fear of the dead. I charged towards the lone soldier, he saw me and started running towards me and my camel, he was running out of stamina, and the horde was gaining on him, but, at the last second, i was able to get him on my camel, and we returned to the circle.”

“i chastised the boy, but i learned that he was one of the few americans in israel when the state quarantined, his name was Cain Rogers. He was fearstricken. Who wouldnt have been though, faced with death that close, and at that young as well.”

“now that i had this boy with me on my camel, i had half the ammo i had before i rescued Cain, since he left his ammo with his camel, whose corpse wasnt there when we got back into the cirlce formation. But me and Cain made it work, we had a system locked down, and before the day ended, we had made a significant dent in the number of the horde. We all went back to base, trading out our positions with the other half of the silver horsemen so we could let ourselves and camels rest, the other half of the silver horsemen would keep the SMH occupied so they didnt hunt us down while we slept.

“Cain thanked me a thousand times when we arrived at the mountain base to rest. He didnt need too, but he did it anyway. The day silver horsemen feasted and drank and sang because of the dent we made in the SMH that day, but we rested, and when we woke up we traded out with the night portion of the silver horsemen, and continued our skirmish.”

“this process of switching night and day would continue for maybe a week, but after days of this process, we finally saw the light, red as the dawn. Our men where tired, and im sure some of our camels had tripped on corpses along the way, but when we saw our sister army. I think thats the most reguvinating moment ive had in my life. That final skirmish was the hardest we had fought the entire week, and the moment i embraced a man from the red horseman, was the moment humanity had a chance.”

[whoseafraidofliloleme]

GURLLLLLLLL HELLOOO 😁😁😁😁😁

sooo i re read hold your peace nd I CANT HOLD MY PEACE AFTER THIS ITS GOING SO WELL NOW LIKE THEM ALLBEING HAPPY ND CUTESY COUPLEEEE YEEE (makes me cringe but at the same time i kinda want what they have 😞)

literally THE RINGS ALL OF THEM ARE SO FUCKING PRETTY MY FAVS WERE yunjins nd yn they were so sososkksksk my type nd all the rings that u choose were so pretty they all looked so regal elegant and pretty 💗 literally so pretty I was staring at the screen for past 5 minutes

nd the chapters were so wellpaced nd the way first chapter was like an introduction to theory like no background making just straight diving into the story 🥰so it's fine don't worry about and the drama love the dramas u create <333 ur mind so sexyyyuy

nd the WAY YALL HAD DIFFERENT WAYS TO MAKE THE COUPLE TALK IS SO SWEET ND HEHE adorable like locking our main couple in a room to talk it was so so cute nd the way u focused on the side characters too nd their representation is so 🥰🥰🥰

literally enjoying the stories 💗💗sm

was so tired today 😞but re-reading stories made me so happy

nd ur Hpstories are so well done they aren't overdone nd to me as a person who doesn't know anything about Harry Potter can enjoy the story nd can understand the references easily after thinking a little bit and from reading your past stories

love u take care I'm happy that u went to doc nd took the antibiotics

take care stay safe GIRLLL

when's your birthday winter baby ??

GIRL HELLO!!! SORRY I WAS ENJOYING MY BIRTHDAY AND YA KNOW BEING SICK TOO 😭😂.

Okay this is gonna be long, I love long asks so lets go... I do love them being all cutesy and lovey dovey. (Girl same, its cringe but these are my babies so I want them happy😂)

The struggle I went thru to find those rings, like it was fun but a lot of thought went into it 😂. Isa's ring being purple, Jay and hers fave colour. Yunjins (maybe my fave? I love them all never mind, I cant pick a fave) the green for both Yunjin & Chan being Slytherin and the rose cause its Yunjins fave flower, just like another thing of how well Chan knows her. Sumins ring, the heart was cute and the red for both her and Min being Gryffindors, like the brave at heart reminder. YNs ring, I really just wanted it to be the most unique and it was the longest to find this ring but Id like to think it was worth it.

The first chapter, I really wanted to jump right into the action so to say 😂. Im happy u think the pacing is good, I was worried it felt too much like there was filler chapters and the story wasnt moving forward. Lol not the my mind is sexy 😂😂😂.

With this story in particular, the side couples are just as important as our main leads. I do so enjoy the different dynamics that these couples have and how that affects our main leads.

Aww I hope the lil boost my stories gave was good....

Ah, I havent thought of someone not knowing HP reading the crossover fics but its good to know that even with minimum knowledge, the stories are still enjoyable.

Aww ily too. Take care and stay safe too!!!.

My birthday is the 1st of Feb so Im a full on winter baby, atleast by british standards.

[swawsn]

Ty for the tag <3

3 ships: ryusaito, jonelias, kiy/arthur 🤨

First Ship: johnkat...

Last song: fragments by an unkindness

Last Movie: uhhh parasite probably

Currently Reading: nothing for fun 😭 vygotsky's works for school

Currently Watching: oof nothing, lack the attention span

Currently Consuming: nothing sadly

Currently Craving: chocolate milk... or oat milk. milk in general. 🥛

Tagging @coldwheat (do it) and im being so brave today so @abismalewife @jojea @old-man-yuri @pyxxie-nyxxie (if yall want too :з)

9 people you would like to get to know better

tysm for the tag @alexmey-does-an-arts!

1. 3 ships; bowuigi, metadede, heavy/medic(I forget the name lol)

2. first ever ship; alphyne

3. last song; Ghost Cowboys by Louie Zong

4. last movie; Midsommar. That was…something

5. currently reading; Dante and Aristotle discover the secrets of the universe. Pretty fire

6. currently watching; JCS criminal psychology

7. currently consuming; nothing

8. currently craving; Iced Cream. About to go get it. I know there’s mind chip in my freezer (:

9 people to tag; @littlegreenwyvy, @garf-official, @d1nosaurpower, @tractor-inside-joke-fucker, @junkydoodlez, @seacrown, @neldu-nak, @darkcanid19, @stormyykat

[nightglider124]

So im here in my kitchen making orange chicken for the first time and im attempting to make cherry pie, also for the first time for dessert and i am very anxious and doubtful about my cooking/baking skills rn shskksls 😂

[atlafan]

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