#im scared something happened and im scared it's something i did wrong

[aventurineswife]

im under the assumption that requests are open, so uhmmmm

ahem-

can i request Aventurine giving Reader a hug or whatever physical affection, and Reader starts crying because of that? (Reader is crying because it's been a long time since they were last touched/held, and the thought of someone wanting to touch/hold them is very scary. even the sensation behind being touched/held is almost overstimulating, despite how badly they want to be held)

i know my request is, uh, oddly specific ?? hope that's ok with you tho 🧍‍♂️ im one of the few dorks out there that is so touch-starved that i cry when it happens lol,,, it's not that i hate touch, my brain just can't register it.

“If you hold me without hurting me, you'll be the first who ever did”

Summary: After a long time without any physical affection, you’re overwhelmed when Aventurine gives you a comforting hug. The sensation is almost too much, and you break down, finally allowing yourself to be vulnerable. Aventurine reassures you with gentle words and a steady presence, letting you know he’s there for you whenever you need.

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Emotional Vulnerability, Reassurance, Established Relationship.

Warnings: Emotional Overwhelm, Touch Starvation, Reader Crying.

A/N: Don’t worry, Rose! My requests are open, so feel free to drop yours whenever you like! ;) And don’t worry, your requests aren’t weird or anything—actually, they’re cute and wholesome. 🤧🥺 I can also relate to the touch-starved feeling, though I’m uncomfortable with people touching me without consent (trauma). I’d be fine with holding hands or arms, though. :') Hope you enjoy this! And remember, you're valid! 💖🌹🫂 *Sending virtual hugs <33*

Sorry this uh rushed and I didn't edit it properly and got to your request late :')

The room was quiet, save for the soft murmur of the city outside. Aventurine led you in, his gentle hand resting on your back. You felt your pulse race as he guided you to sit on the sofa, his easy confidence steadying you as you took a shaky breath. Tonight, he’d traded his playful banter for a quieter presence. His usual grin softened, and his eyes were filled with something far more tender.

You sat beside him, hands twisting nervously in your lap, feeling that comforting warmth radiating off him. Despite how close he was, you couldn’t shake the distance you felt from it, as if an invisible wall held you back. It was as though you were tethered to a feeling you couldn’t escape—something that had kept you from letting anyone close for so long.

“Are you alright?” Aventurine’s voice was low and gentle, his words laced with concern. He reached out, brushing a lock of hair behind your ear, the gesture simple, yet it felt like a landslide of emotion.

And then, without another word, he drew you into his arms, pulling you close against his chest. The sudden warmth, his touch, the feeling of his heart beating steadily—it was too much. A wave of sensation hit you, so foreign yet so needed, and before you could stop yourself, tears blurred your vision.

You hadn’t been held like this in so long, hadn’t felt this kind of closeness. It scared you, left you trembling in his embrace as the ache in your chest spilled over into silent sobs. Every part of you was screaming that this was wrong, that you couldn’t trust it, that you shouldn’t let yourself need it so badly. Yet Aventurine held you tightly, his presence unwavering, silently urging you to let go.

“Hey… you’re safe here,” he whispered, a hand rubbing slow circles along your back. “I’ve got you.”

You felt his hand press against your back, steady and comforting, grounding you with each small touch. His other hand cupped the back of your head, cradling you as though you were the most fragile thing in the world. His words, low and close to your ear, were soft promises that left no room for doubt.

The tears came harder, and you pressed your face into his shoulder, feeling the fabric of his coat against your cheek. You clung to him, fingers clutching the back of his shirt as though he might disappear if you let go. Every part of you felt exposed, vulnerable in a way that was terrifying, yet liberating.

“I’m sorry...” you managed, voice muffled against him.

“For what?” He shifted slightly, pulling back just enough to look at you. His eyes, usually playful and glinting with mischief, were filled with nothing but understanding and warmth. “There’s nothing to apologize for.”

Your words choked up, and you simply shook your head, a fresh wave of tears welling up. You couldn’t explain it; it was too raw, too deeply ingrained in every wall you’d ever built around yourself. But Aventurine seemed to understand. He stayed, hands gently brushing up and down your back, thumb tracing soothing circles along your shoulder.

And in that moment, for the first time in ages, you felt safe. The warmth, the steadiness of his heartbeat, the quiet strength in his hold—it reminded you that maybe it was okay to let yourself be held, to be cared for, even if it was overwhelming. His hand found yours, fingers entwining, grounding you in the here and now.

“Whenever you need this,” he murmured, his voice steady and filled with reassurance, “I’m here. And I’m not going anywhere.”

The promise lingered in the quiet, like a lifeline you hadn’t realized you’d been waiting for. You let yourself lean into him, allowing the tears to finally fall as he held you, the world slipping away until it was just the two of you, wrapped in warmth, safety, and an unspoken promise of more moments like this—of a love that was patient enough to wait.

This is so Aventurine 😪💛

[luxthestrange]

Incorrect quotes#1001...MC?Part 1

If the Halloween Killer Mask events were canon...This is basically how Mc & Mammon met...Halloween is a state of mind people-

In an abandoned warehouse, Mammon is in a Tv watching His Target Mc shacking in their chair their head moving,as the straps on their wrists and legs keep them...

Mam*Looking confused through his mask*...Eh...Mc?

Mc*Continues to shake uncontrollably*!?!

The view of them with tense music and screams...a total Saw camera angle leaves the serial killer dizzy-

Mam*In his real voice now*-Woah woah wait wait!Whats wrong with ya, lunatic?

Mc*Stops and looks at the tv,confused*...whats wrong with me?-IM SCARED!

Mam:...Of WHAT?

Mc*Stares at him*...

Mam*Stares back*...

Mc:...of what-OF THE GAME!?

Mam: But I haven't even explained how the Game works-

Mc*Nods at that slowly*Yeah but your gonna do something nasty to me...

Mam:...Ok!-Yes I am but at least let me finish first explaining the game and then you get scared of whatever, okay?

Mc: Oh-Ok ok-go on!

Mam:Ok-MC THE DEVICE BESIDE YOU WILL CRUSH YOUR SKULL-

Mc*Continues to shake uncontrollably*!?!

Mam: WAIT DAMMIT!?-FUCK!?-What happen?!

Mc*Stops and looks at the TV*...W-well now you did say something that freaked me out...

Mam: Fucking dammit!-LET ME FINISH! Let me finish- 'Kay?

Mc: Ok ok ok...

Mam*Sighs and nods* Thanks...-LIKE I WAS SAYING THE DEVICE BESIDE YOU WILL CRUSH YOUR SKULL WHEN THE CLOCK I NTHE WALL MARKS ZERO TO TURN IT OFF YOU MUST PULL THE LEVER INFRONT OF YOU BUT IN DOING SO...YOU'LL ACTIVATE THE LITTLE DEVICE THAT CUT YOUR HANDS, YOU CHOICE MC...YOUR HANDS...OR YOUR HEAD?~...Let the game beg-

Mc*Continues to shake uncontrollably*!?!

Mam: FUCKING DAMMIT MC!?-WHAT PART OF LETTING ME FINISH DIDN'T YA GET!?-

Mc*Continues to shake uncontrollably even worse than before*!?!

Mam:...Mc?

Mc*Continues to shake uncontrollably even worse than before, foam coming out their mouth*!?!

Mam*Panics and and screams in worry*MC!?-

[orcelito]

Man and I'm gonna a have to go to my damned psychological testing initial interview like this. It sucks ass.

[seariii]

hmm...

[newbiealliance]

im so scared of the last episode of the miniseries

[finalexpenses]

apparently people are fulfilled by hea because theyre reading it as the spark in a relationship being lost instead of what it is . which is domestic abuse .

[lottieratworld]

paranoid as hell rn nobody talk to me for the next like 7 hours i dont want to be perceived

[finnslay]

I'm too anxious and overthinker-y for this shit

Partner: Finn.. im gonna have to talk to you tonight..

Me: oh..?

Partner: about smth..like we can talk rn, idc, but i need to talk to you tonight..

Me: did I do something wrong?

Partner: ur gonna hate me,, and thats understandable.. u didnt do anything wrong and its not you.. its not you i promise..

Me: I doubt I would hate you

Partner: there's no boubt you would hate me a little ☹️

Me:....doubt it but okay....

Partner: :/....

Me: r u okay....?

Partner: yea im okay...

Me: alr then...

Partner: finn im just gonna talk to you later...

Me: okay....love you, talk to you at lunch....

[homophyte]

it is interesting to me that ive seen lately (n yknow this is subjective and likely not any real social force just what ive seen) many queer people simultaneously talking about taking back and embodying unpalatable and ‘unmarketable’ queerness (the recent return to the terms faggot and transsexual come to mind) which i think is pretty evidently shaped by the conservative moment were in of demonizing queer ppl and especially gnc and trans people as predators--it reads as a return to queer isolationism in the face of external hostility, imo--while at the same time ive seen a lot of rallying around the “original” 6 stripe rainbow flag as opposed to any of the purportedly ‘factional’ flags of different queer identities, with the assumption being different identity flags divide us while the rainbow flag encompasses everyone and its kinda fascinating to me bc the rainbow flag is probably the single most marketable and palatable and uncontroversial symbols of queerness which has been seamlessly uptaken by those who wish to sell it back to us as gets pointed out every pride month with all the cringey pride merch.... i dunno you could maybe take that as a point of hypocrisy and claim the queer community is itself in a conservative moment rn where its returning to a sense of history and historical continuity (perhaps even out of that sense of external threat) or even that the queer community has for some time been in a conservative moment given the like, decade of identity discourse and lashing out at any people deemed to not have a sufficiently established history or however we should categorize the bihets/ace discourse/transtrender-tucute discourse/pan discourse/bi lesbians discourse (because lets be frank its essentially all the same discourse just keeping up its momentum by leapfroging from one target to the next) which i think is, like, SOMEWHAT true but not entirely? its more interesting to me, in any case, as an expression of a conflict the queer community is facing given that current state of affairs RE antitransness and that very recent history. like, the simultaneous need to retreat to a safe sense of community which is welcoming to the very things the outer world is demonizing ie mutable gender, complex or contradictory experiences of gender, gender expression which is hostile to the cis binary, but also the ways in which it has to grapple with those discourses which have largely defined the community infighting for again the past decade. its queer people begging the question ‘how can we make the queer community welcoming to the girlfags and genderfucks and tboys who are being threatened when we have spent so much time making the queer community a hostile place for anyone with a non-conventional or not easily (or even just palatably) sortable sense of queer identity’. and the answer it seems to be grappling with at the moment is like, welcoming all that diversity of experience but being absolutely averse to naming it. yes we love all the fuckery with gender and sexuality never be marketable but like, ew, why are you calling yourself [insert microlabel here]. you can be genderweird but you cant call yourself genderweird. you can only exist as queer in the broadest possible way (the all-inclusive gay pride flag!) but if you try to name the specifics or use those identity labels weve been fighting over for years youre doing it wrong (the progress pride flag is now ugly and cringey and ‘too much’). i think theres something also to the way (at least on this site) transmisogynistic discourses have really taken hold as legitimate (though yknow i wont downplay how much a problem transmisogyny has like. always been in queer spaces no matter what) in the name of protecting n defending trans people. like its just regurgitated transmisogyny but its being mobilized supposedly in the service of helping trans people. idk its definitely getting a little late for me to string this together fully coherently but theres a throughline there, in the ways certain ideas are being consolidated and reified as ‘yes were more progressive now!’ when i think theres definitely something to question there in terms of like...are we? are we actually? are we doing better by the people were trying to help or are we setting strict standards and forcing ppl to adhere to them again?

[cheerfullycatholic]

It's 9pm right now and a car pulled all the way into our driveway, stopped right behind one of ours, and left pretty quickly. It might be just that they had the wrong house, but please pray for our safety anyway. Thank you

[orcelito]

Actually we r at 6 months now without any major deaths in my life, which is great! That's the longest I've gone without any major deaths since last May! The second longest was 4 months between July and November last year. Wow !

[dirt-str1der]

yk every time i see a post about somebody wishing bad things on another person i think ‘dirt-strider to kiryu’ you’ve broken me brain

You see a post thats like i want to stick him in time prison so that he gets so bored he starts breaking his own bones to get even a hint of stimulation and its tagged me at kiryu and you scroll down and its a post thats like i want to feed him chips from my cupped hands like a wild stallion and its also tagged me at kiryu also hiiiiiiiii

[teabookgremlin]

really hate that any time someone seems slightly upset with me i cry

[house-in-the-backyard-trees]

mental breakdown in the tags incoming scroll past for your own well being

[wolfreplaced]

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[xfang-is-deadx]

My biggest fear is hurting someone the same way M hurt me because she was the first person I ever loved and now that's just how I love people

If I love someone I want them to hurt me. And sometimes I hurt them.

I'm not scared of raping them like she did. You can't accidentally do that (fucking duh). But like, what if I think something is normal because she did it to me, but it's actually abuse?

I thought what she did to me was love, so what if there's more of it that I still think is love? What if I repeat it?

I'm terrified I'm going to do something, even though I know that I've beaten it into myself that what she did was abuse, so obviously I should know the difference, right?

But what if I don't? What if there's something I can't tell is wrong? What if I fuck it up?

Again, I know logically it's just an intrusive thought or whatever. But what if I actually end up doing it? I'm fucking worried that I will.