#im shriveled up and waiting to die

[ssuppertim3]

Marie propaganda

[whispedcream]

i finished fhr 2 ... i feel like i did something wrong because it just ends like that??? you open the file and there’s like 16 chapters 😭

[sh1-n0bu]

bello, not sure if your taking requests so this will be my little thirst😼

was thinking about the elf bf and how intimacy is so foreign to him! How good your touches feel on his heated skin but what was this odd feeling? The coil in his tummy getting tighter with each grind of his hips on your thigh. The feeling felt so weird.. it feels good? is this good? he doesn’t want to disappoint you, or worse, scare you away! so he stops himself, letting his hips slow their grind for a moment. Inadvertently edging himself!

id like to imagine if he touched himself he would stop before cumming as well, he doesn’t know what it is! it feels so odd, makes him feel hot all over!

After he slows his grinds, you would be a bit confused…, does he not want to cum? or does he want to wait til your inside him? it takes a bit before you even think that maybe he hasn’t gotten that far before, the idea that you get to corrupt him making your face heat. Goodness he would be so pretty, teary eyes begging for you to slow down. Hips bruised from how rough you had grabbed him!

and to think, when he finally cums? its so overwhelming. heat spreading through his body, mind numbing as his legs twitch slightly? his pretty cock leaking onto his stomach? GOOD LORD I NEED IT💥💥💥

ty for listening nobu🫶🏼 we love you pls dont die

(low key my first ask, hope you enjoyed as i dont write much)

bellooooo, me is not taking requests for now but im still open for brainrots/thirsts!!!!

good lawdddd y’all gotta stop corrupting me more, my horny level can’t keep up guys. so i haven’t read the history of middle earth and all abt the biologies and cultures of the races tolkien created but i have come across multiple posts or points of people pointing out that sex and intimacy is an extremely important and raw thing. like how a constant friction creates fire over time and how that fire spreads into a wildfire that consumes everything, that’s how it is to elves and their culture. courting is important and it could go for a very long time until they decide to officially tie the knot. yet even after getting married, the consummation won’t happen in a while, first the couple must at least intertwine their fëa (soul) and so, the consummation act is more intense and powerful. its a very draining thing, when elves fuck, they fuck. long and hard, probably all night and into the next morning and even evening perhaps. they’re immortals, they have a monster amount of stamina

so with this info in mind, u gotta realize that elves do have knowledge of sex, how it usually feels etc and how near sacred it is to their kin. love is a fragile thing that will cross their eternal life only once and when they love, boy do they love. yet something tells me that despite having knowledge of sex, masturbation and other fleshly pleasures, they don’t participate in it much. its like they barely have anything that gets them pent up or sexually frustrated until they fall in love. and if it is a mortal? oh boy, they are confused and yearning. it’s like an instant neuron activation for them

the poor elf would barely know what to do with these thoughts and imaginations of you and him in such a compromising position. images of you guiding him through your first times together, holding hands, whispering sweet nothings into his sensitive, pointy ear while he shrivels with embarrassing noises on your lap. oh how those calloused, hardened hands would feel when tightly fisting at his cock, draining him dry and milking every last drop of his cum. how those long, thick fingers would feel when thrusting inside him, scissoring him open and making him squeal. good god, don’t even get him started on the dirty images he thinks of you when he looks at those arms and thighs of yours, he’s imagining himself riding that muscle until he soils his pants or how your hands would push his head down to fully swallow your cock into his throat

would it taste as how it is described in the eroticas? would your precum be salty as your thick cock head pushes past his soft lips with your soothing voice instructing him to “open wide, puppy”? would you be so mean as to fist at his gorgeous locks and fuck into his mouth, use him to your own pleasure? he would be a good puppy for that, taking whatever you had to give him with red cheeks and hands obediently held on his lap. like a good puppy, he would open his mouth, tongue out like an eager little dog waiting for the taste of his favorite snack as you stroke your dick, a low moan falling as he finally taste your load shoot into his awaiting open jaws

and when his dirty thoughts are finally granted and turned into reality? he’s a goner. scrambling on his feet, tripping over his words, mind blanking as he feels your hands grope his ass over the linen of his pants. feeling like a young ellon rather than the full grown elf he is when your hands fiddle with the buckle of your belt, gulping down the saliva in his mouth as he sees your strap spring out of your undergarment

with a shaky hand, he would grip your strap, meagerly stroking his hands up and down with a stuttered “i-is this okay…?” oh dear stars, how badly you wanted to just fuck him dumb right then and there, seeing the cute pouting lips, big eyes staring at you for an approval as he weakly asks for your preference. how fast he is to crumble when he feels your rough hand wrap around both your and his own dicks, stroking them together with a slow pace, occasionally spitting on them. his mind was already blanking, and he was sure that he had already came into your hand the moment you touched him

“w-wait a—annh!! mmh uhnng♡︎ h-hold owwnn♡︎ i ju-ust c-came! i came alreanngh already...♡︎!!” the poor elf weakly cried out, falling back into the sea of soft pillows as his hands shook by his chest, where he held them close to himself. he was sure you could hear the rapid beating of his heart, embarrassed by the noises he kept letting out despite biting down on his lips to shut himself up. poor sweetheart, doesn’t even know that the thing dripping down onto his stomach is his pre-ejaculation and not his cum! “shh shh… it’s alright, darling. i’ll be sure to teach you all about the fleshly pleasures tonight♡︎” and you were going to absolutely ruin him

sweet virgin elf who crumples into a heap of mess after experiencing his first cum. moaning and even squealing as his hands flailed around, unable to choose whether to hold onto your arms or to claw at the blanket beneath himself as you continue to keep going despite his whines of having already came. you were so mean, quickening your pace and even squeezing your dicks together, he was so sure that he blacked out when you first did that or swiped a thumb over his oozing tip. arms covering his face to hide the flush of his cheeks and the drooped ears, crying out to you that he was going to die. so dramatic

“sh-stooohpp..! stop stopstopstop—stop it♡︎♡︎! i came!! i nyaagh ungh guhc—came! i alreaawdyy camee…♥︎!” the elf cried out, already slurring his words together as his hips grind back and forth on the bed until your free hand comes up to keep it down in place with a bruising grip. your sweet boyfriend could only cry out, a broken whine falling as he shook his head, looking down at your hand that held down his hip before shifting to look at where your cocks were touching. held together in a tight fist, your hand already soiled with his cute load of precum as well as his stomach. he never noticed it before but gods, your strap was dwarfing him in size and girth. he would surely die if he takes that big thing inside himself!

but when you don’t seem to hear his pleas and only continue to fuck your strap and his weeping cock together in a faster pace into the tight grip of your fist — even rocking your hips forward too! — the poor elf was sure he was going to see the bright skies of valinor that night. whimpers turning into broken wails, punched out sobs of your name falling out of his now bloodied lips as he covers his face with his hands. he could feel the hot tears that fell from his eyes, wiping them away with cute pathetic sniffles as you tighten your fist just at the heads. another squeeze and one more before he was crying out your name in a shrill scream, his legs around your hips tightening, shaking even, as he finally feels himself cumming alongside you. translucent colored seeds mixing together, dirtying his stomach and even shooting up to his heaving chest

“…s-shoo goowdd… aaanh hhagc—♡︎ c-cum..♥︎ cumming ’gainn hhgaaa♥︎ ughk haahg [n-naawme], [namenamenamena—]♥︎♥︎” the elf sobbed out weakly, a putty in your hands as he feels his cock slowly grow flaccid. if it weren’t for the rough pads of your fingers tracing circles around his clenching rim and the feeling of your clean hand push away his hands from his face, your elf bf would have most definitely been sure that he had died and was re-embodied. yet despite the fuzziness in his brain and the way his blood seemed to circulate too quickly through his veins, his body unconsciously pressed itself against you, against your fingers as if seeking for more pleasure

thats enough thirsting yall, go do yalls assignments

[marshmellowzz]

can i req a short scenario of muzan with a wife!reader (human or demon, it's up to you!) where they are just..so madly in love it's embarrassing for everyone else in the room (like the upper moons can't help but cringe at how in-love they are)? i've always found this idea funny lol

Like Lovesick Puppies

A/N- Hi anon, im sorry for the wait! Thank you for requesting, I had so much fun writing this short scenario, and I hope you like it!

The uppermoon meetings held a certain unprofessionalism— Mostly due to Douma’s incessant joking around, and the snide remarks that were thrown around without a second thought.

Muzan pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation. He should have dismantled the uppermoons long ago— dealing with their childish dramatics and continuous failures to find the single flower he had been searching for was becoming too much to bare.

‘Remember, Muzan, you need them.’ Was a thought that repeated in his mind continuously, like a mantra.

As much as Muzan hated to admit it. The uppermoons were a great advantage to his side. They truly were his sole magnum opus.

His grip tightened on the flask he held, a slight crack appeared under the pressure of Muzan’s grip.

“Dearest, are you alright?” He paused at the sound of such a sweet, melodious voice that he recognized to be yours.

He inhaled.

He exhaled.

“No.” He admitted, he was not the type to beat around the bush, after all.

Before you could speak up, he continued.

“It’s been multiple decades—and these fools have done nothing of what I asked.” His voice lowered threateningly, the fortress trembling under the controlled vexation of his voice.

At this point, the Uppermoons had all silenced themselves—if not from instinct, then from the fear of getting punished by their Lord.

“I want the Ubuyashiki family dead—Yet, even that is too much to ask for, apparently.” Muzan spat, venom and sarcasm lacing his words. The flask completely shattered under Muzan’s grasp, and a prominent vein bulged out of his forehead.

He shot you a glance, observing your patient expression.

His attention was directed to you, now.

“I understand,” you simply said, hoping he’d calm down.

He shook off the broken remainders of flask onto his desk, any freshly made cuts healing instantaneously. He head towards you—grabbing your arm in a vice grip.

You winced, trying to hold your silence—you knew better than to question your husbands antics.

“You always understand me, don’t you?” His voice in a hushed tone, which was uncharacteristic for him.

His grip on your arm loosened, he nestled his nose into the crook of your neck, feeling the slow—yet shaky rise of your chest.

“I love you,” you whispered.

He hummed in approval.

“How much do you love me, hm?” He challenged, his hands beginning to wander, both finding a place onto your waist.

“More than all the stars in the sky,”

Gyutaro almost gagged,

Daki stared at her kin in horror, what the fuck is going on? written all over her face.

The languid strums of a biwa had soon filled the fortress, and Muzan had begun to sway you side to side.

He placed a small kiss on your nose, your giggles reverberating around the fortress along with the strums of the instrument.

“Would you die for me?” Muzan inquired, his hands fastened into your hips and waist.

“Yes,” was all you replied with.

Muzan hummed, revelling in this newfound information.

“You always know how to satisfy me, don’t you, dearest?” Muzan sighed, he had not a care in the world that his subordinates had first class seats to him and his wife’s love-fest.

He loves when you try soothing his frustrations,

He loves how you obediently do as he says,

He loves how you tell him what he wants to hear,

He loves you.

He’d never say it outloud, though.

“I am infatuated with you.” Muzan finally uttered, and even you found yourself feeling surprised. That was as close to an “I love you” as you’ll get.

Akaza nearly shriveled up and died right there, he looked around to observe the others—for once, he hoped he was not the only one seeing this at the moment.

Douma looked as carefree as ever, however, he was eerily quiet as he watched Muzan cradle you steadily.

“What the hell is going on?…” Gyokko poked a head out of his vase, watching the scene before him unravel. “Why are they doing that?...” He gestured towards you and Muzan, gazing into each others eyes like lovesick puppies.

“Gyokko.” Muzan started.

“Yes.”

“Shut up.”

“Oh, ok, of course, sorry.”

Ignoring Gyokko, Akaza glanced at Kokushibo, his usual indifferent expression visible—He wasn’t sure how Kokushibo could endure this torture, that took another kind of strength.

Perhaps that was why he was Uppermoon One.

“Muzan-sama…Are we…Dismissed?” Kokushibo spoke up, he clearly desired to leave, and to never speak of this again—nevermind, it seems that the amount of love between you and Muzan was too powerful for even Kokushibo to endure.

Akaza couldn’t help but humor the situation slightly.

“Get out of my sight.” Muzan spoke once again, finally giving them permission to leave.

For the first time, Akaza felt thankful towards Kokushibo, and his respect grew a tad bit more.

The whole ordeal also seemed to shut Douma up, so perhaps it wasn’t that bad.

They had all left without incident, and you and Muzan continued to embrace each other until Muzan was satisfied.

Nakime wanted to gouge her eyes out, but she stayed resilient, and continued to strum her biwa wordlessly.

[imthebestgirl]

Earth42!Miles Morales x FAB!Reader

DO NOT STEAL OR TRANSLATE MY WORK AT ALL.

Warnings! smutty (aged up miles and reader he is not a minor!!) black reader! pet names: mami, ma, beautiful, sweetheart, baby, etc. some degrading

Synopsis: Miles notices you aren’t home after a heated argument over text. He calls you to ask where you are but you don’t answer. This leads to his search and his punishments.

1:42 PM

Mami😍: Miles where you at???

4LIFER💍: Out.

Mami😍: Wym out ive been searching for you everywhere 🤨

4LIFER💍: why you worrying where I’m at mind your business that’s where I’m at stop texting me.

Mami😍: okay it’s gon be the same shit when you ask me where I’m at.

4LIFER💍: i want you to say that to my face 😂

Mami😍: okay don’t bother asking where I’m at when I’m gone 😚.

4LIFER💍: don’t worry ma I’ll know where you at.

“Mami😍 has phone on do not disturb”

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7:30 PM

Y/N’s POV

As I pulled up my skimpy dress over my thighs I heard a soft ding coming from my phone on the bed. Walking over to my bed to check who it was from it read..

MaKayKay😇: GIRLLL YOU READY??

Y/N😈💜: wait ugly im almost done 😒���

MaKayKay😇: HURRY DAT ASS UP

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8:25 PM

Miles POV

As I was getting ready to leave the stressful world of being “The Prowler” I was thinking about how I was gonna make up my rude tone in my texts with a nice old fashion loving. I get a notification from Instagram..

“ERRYBODYENVYZY/N posted!

As I watched the 3 videos that Y/N posted. I stood, stared stopping in my tracks because I knew I told her to stay at home knowing that there’s usually criminals at this time of night.

Opening my messages, I go to her number to scold her about leaving the house to go “party” outside AT NIGHT with her so called friends who obviously don’t have self respect.

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4LIFER💍: Y/N bring yo ass home NOW.

4LIFER💍: Y/N I’m not gonna tell you again.

4LIFER💍: okay dont let me find you..

Mami😍: she busy rn.

Mami😍 has phone on do not disturb

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Y/N’s POV

9:13 PM

I knew he was gonna be mad because I sent that text but to be honest I don’t care. He wanted to act out so I’m gonna do it back, Though the party is starting to die down I was gonna call a Uber and have my last drink.

9:22 PM

I thanked the Uber driver and got out the car. The party was short but, pretty fun and I needed to get out the house anyways. I unlocked the door thinking the house was empty. I was so wrong….

As I stood in-front of the couch Miles greeted me with a serious and if-stares-could-kill facial expression. I didn’t know what to say but sorry, almost immediately after I was gonna apologize he got up and grabbed my arm harshly.

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(Both 1st and 2nd person)

Miles grabbed the restraints out the closet where we kept the toys at I was a shriveled mess out of scarce but also slight arousal.

Miles POV

I grabbed her soft and delicate legs to spread them apart and tie them down onto the bed pillars. Repeating the same steps only with her arms ties to the bed post slightly behind the pillars.

(Bed pillars)

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2ND person?

“I told you to stop being dumb did I not?” Miles said with a sharp tone it was obvious he was tired cause his accent was more pronounced.

Y/N didn’t answer and only gave him a dirty look of disobedience and annoyance. But finally she answered “It was your fault anyways if you would’ve stopped ignoring my questions maybe we would be in a more comfortable position” signing her arms tied with her eyes going up to the bed pillars.

Miles annoyed and sexually frustrated he pulled her dress up slightly to reveal her absence of panties but her presence of wetness. Miles sticks the tip of his finger in her wet hole.

Y/N’s whimpers a soft “please amor” and a slight back arch moaning after miles sticks his finger further in.

“quieres otro?” Miles says quietly into her ear trailing his free hand up her neck and giving a soft squeeze.

“Yes please, more, more..” Y/N whimpers out but because of Miles anger of her disrespect towards him he pulls his finger out “beg for it mami” Miles says with entertainment of her want and need.

“Please papi..I’ll be good for you, promise” Y/N whimpers her pleads over and over until Miles finally takes out his length.

Miles spits onto her heat giving lube so he can easily slide into her wet, tight heat giving her pleasure that he knew she didn’t deserve for pulling a stunt like she did.

Miles decided to tease her by slowly moving knowing she couldn’t do anything to make him move any faster or harder.

Y/N moaned and begged “Please Miles I need it I’m sorry I won’t do it again please..” Y/N begs Miles felt remorse but still wanted a answer “What do you want mami?” Miles says in a loving tone.

Y/N answers fast with a loud “Fuck me! Fuck me! fuck me!” And Miles took the answer and pounded into her hard and fast giving her and himself pleasure.

Y/N morning and grunting and her toes curling hard and eyes rolling back. Miles let’s out a soft groan into her neck grabbing her braids while harshly pounding his tip into her cervix.

The pain and pleasure make her feel so good causing little squirts to spurt out of her and onto Miles abdomen and the soft silk sheets she just washed.

Miles grabs her hands and says “let go ma it’s okay you can cum.” As he was about to he softly yells “cum for me mami.!” And Y/N did so with him.

Miles and Y/N lays there for a minute to cool down before Y/N is untied. After Miles asks “you wanna take a bath while I wash the sheets?” And Y/N responds with a “only if you join me?” Miles softly smiles and grows a soft frown and says “don’t ever pull that shit again.”

THE. END.

i fr wrote this with my friend man I hope y’all like it and don’t come for me cause they are both ADULTS bruv.

[ky-yk]

out of time (kmj x f!reader)

genre: angst w/ a happy ending || word count: 1.9k author's note: i'd like to thank myself for making a playlist that's been creatively inspiring me recently and for being able to turn trauma into clout ANYWAYS hope y'all enjoy this one mwamwa

"okay, how're we feeling about this?"

you give yourself a once over in the mirror before turning to your sister for her opinion.

"i mean, it's giving date, you know?"

"really?" would she think so?

"it does. it looks great, but riddle me this: why are you trying so hard to look good?"

because i want her to see how much i've grown. how much...better i am than before. "because why not? you know me, i'm always dressing to impress."

"alright..." your sister trails off, giving you one last look that went unnoticed before going back to her phone and scrolling through her reels.

you grabbed your purse, double checking to see if everything you needed was there ("okay: wallet, id, charger, tissue...earphones alright i'm set") and made your way out the front door toward your car.

the drive was quiet with nothing but the hum of the engine and the weeknd's out of time filling the void. being the introvert you are, you enjoyed times like these. the world's too noisy, anyways; it was nice to let your thoughts run wild.

god, i can't wait to see her again. it's been, what, 3 years? since we last saw each other?

i wonder how this'll go, though. we haven't had a proper conversation in ages, coupled with the fact that i'm more of a listener than a talker, i just hope today will be fun.

but what if the conversation dies? good lord i'd rather shrivel up and die than have that happen--then again, though, we're friends: awkward silences should be comfortable. wait--are we friends? she said we could stay friends after the break up but everything i've heard from her has been secondhand; she never tells me things. she's also not obligated to tell me things anymore anyways but...the thought that i might not mean as much to her as she does to me still stings...

before you knew it, you'd arrived at the mall. shaking away all those thoughts, you got out of the car and started making your way to the mall entrance, all the while texting her.

y/n: heyy just arrived, wya?

min <3: yoo, im just at the music store. meet me here?

y/n: geurae, see ya soon!

with purpose in each step, you pocketed your phone and made your way over to the store where you both agreed to meet up. as you pulled up to the front, you caught a glimpse of the girl through the glass window with a racing heart. you've always imagined how your first meeting after so long would go, but nothing could've prepared you for the overwhelming weight on your chest seeing her in real life again -- even if it was just the back of her head.

you must've been shooting lasers at her skull because at once, she turned around and saw you. her eyes widened before a smile took over her whole face, turning her eyes into little crescents.

still as gorgeous as ever.

you returned the sentiment before you both started walking towards each other, meeting at the entrance of the music store. she opened her arms up, inviting you into a hug that ended right as it started. you tried to mask your disappointment at the fact you couldn't settle in and give her a proper bear hug when she pulled away and looked at you.

looked down at you, that is.

"my gosh, y/n, even after all this time you're still giving me neck problems!"

you looked back up at her, mouth wide in mock offense before you went in for the punch. "yah, watch it, kim minji."

"i'm kidding, im kidding! you know i missed you."

so did i.

"so, have you eaten yet?" minji asked, curiosity lacing her deep voice that still manages to have you swooning.

"nope. what about you?"

"nada. let's grab some lunch?"

"geurae."

walking in step with each other, you both started looking for possible restaurants that you both liked and also didn't dent your wallets. you settled on a cute little cafe that was pretty empty. you held the door open for her, which she then thanked you for.

"go find us a seat while i order."

"alright, i'll have a--"

"croissant and iced chocolate, right?"

"yeah..." i drink coffee now though.

even with all the free tables, you decided to take the one farthest away from the entrance. you took the couch seat so that you could put your things down beside you and stare from afar.

okay, you're doing good so far, y/n. just don't fuck this up and you'll get your girlfriend back. the small talk is small talking, it's not awkward, it's just like old times!

while you waited for minji to return to your table, you pulled your phone out and started scrolling through your instagram. you browsed through people's stories, giving them a once-over before clicking to the next one, until you reached minji's finsta account.

you found the account a long while after your break up. hesitant at first to shoot a follow request, you ended up asking for one to which she accepted a few days later.

once you made it in, you felt just a little bit closer to her again. she posted every second of every day about anything and everything: her favorite boy group, family troubles, and a potential crush.

when you first saw these stories, and every viewing afterward, you always exited the app, jumped up, and found something else to do. we're not together, so who cares if she had her eye on someone else? you'd always reason out. over the months, the ache in your heart started to weaken every time you'd see one of these stories, the promise of "if it's meant to be, it'll be" that you held so tightly onto stopped leaving callouses on your hand.

nonetheless, you still gripped on. every mention of her crush that resembled you even the slightest bit made you hold on even tighter until the next story.

out of the corner of your eye, you saw a tray being set on the table. you looked up at minji as she moved to transfer the food, hoping she could see the adoration that lingered in your eyes. you gave up, moving to help out instead when you saw that the tray's contents had just been unloaded onto your table. you pouted a little bit, taking your phone out to take a few pictures before putting it down and getting ready to dig in. as you ate, you and minji caught up on your families, friends, and new opportunities.

("wait, you're the new director of photography for your magazine? that's amazing, y/n!"

i was hoping you'd be proud of me; you were the one who pushed me to do this, is what you wanted to say.

what came out was a shy smile as you went to pick at your croissant instead, muttering a small "thanks, min.")

you talked about almost everything...except the new (old(?)) apple of her eye.

"so, has anyone caught your eye recently?"

you hesitated to ask for a plethora of reasons: she's your ex, and part of you didn't want to know the answer. then again, she was your friend too. don't friends talk about this stuff? you reasoned out.

she looked a little surprised, eyes wide and all, before she cleared her throat and started acting bashful. "i'm guessing you've seen my stories?"

"they're kinda hard to miss."

"yah!"

"i'm kidding! kinda. anyways, who is it?"

"why do you want to know?" she asked embarrassedly. because i want to know who i'm up against, i want to know if i'm better...i want to know where i fell short. "because we're friends, aren't we? i wanna know!"

"alright, alright. um...you know pham hanni?"

how could i not? she's the batch's ace: amazing singer, songwriter, all around artist, not to mention, extremely pretty.

she's everything i wish i was, is what i would've said.

"oh, i'm familiar with her, yeah," is what came out instead.

minji then stared going on about the details: why and when she started falling for the viet artist, how they got to know each other, and whether or not she stood a chance.

"i'm really confused because i feel like she's been sending me hints, but at the same time, i don't want to assume, you know?"

throughout all of this, you noticed how expressive and excited talking about the girl; how her eyes would light up just thinking about her. you thought the sight would make the rope around your heart tighten.

instead, you felt it loosen. like you were being set free.

you knew she was in good hands.

just not yours.

"well, what hints has she been dropping?"

"you know how we're both into music, right? that's how we got close?" you nodded. "every time she sends me song recommendations, they're always love songs. i mean, last time, it was would you be so kind? by dodie," you chuckled at how loud and rushed she'd gotten. "that's got to mean something, right?! tell me i'm not delusional."

months ago, you would've easily given in, telling her she was out of her mind. seeing her this happy, though? you had to be honest, especially after all those moments she filled you in on.

"well, from my expert opinion, i feel like you should go for it," you said without a single ounce of malice. you missed seeing her smile, regardless of the cause.

that, and you saw the vision.

you two kept talking about anything and everything until a certain hime cutted-girl approached your table. you looked up and saw the object of minji's affection. eyes wide, you greeted her hello. she returned the greeting with a bright smile. just like me, huh? she chose well. across from you, you saw minji beet red and covering her hair with her face.

"oh, are you guys hanging out?"

"yeah, but i was just about to leave, actually," you saw minji's eyes widen out of the corner of your eye as you stood to leave. "duty calls, you know?"

"so i've heard! congrats on that, by the way, you deserve it."

"thank you, hanni," you nodded in acknowledgement. "well, i'll leave you guys to it. the little mermaid's just come out, you guys should go watch it!"

"we just might. see you around, y/n!" you waved back at them, sending minji a look that held everything you were feeling before shooting her a wink and a smile and walking away.

the walk back to the car was quiet. as you switched on the ignition, your phone connected to the car immediately and started continuing where you left off with out of time before getting so rudely interrupted by a message notification. you picked your phone to read what it said.

min <3: i'm sorry our lunch got cut short, y/n, but i hope you had fun! i know i did hehe

you chuckled at the message.

y/n: no worries, min-ah. go get your girl! i'm happy for you.

you replied to her message before going into your contacts.

minji: thank you, y/n. know that i'll always be rooting for you. fighting!

a small smile took over your face as you put your phone down to drive off.

Say I love you, girl, but I'm out of time Say I'm there for you, but I'm out of time (no) Say that I'll care for you, but I'm out of time (hey) Said, I'm too late to make you mine, out of time (ah)

[ofmermaidstories]

ok ok okokokokok. my (rough) updating idea for the schedule is: the horror/ghost (formally halloween) bakureader fic, then maybe the first chapter of my gravity falls fic and thennnn back to shouto.

the logic behind these choices is: i’ve wanted to do the horror/ghost thing for a million years now and im convinced if i don’t do it this year i will shrivel up and die and also for halloween next year i wanna write something cutesy ala 90s kids film style, so the rancid misery vibes that have been ruining my life while working on it have to GO!!! they need to be exorcised they need to be returned to the grave i simply cannot function like this anymore it’s ruining everything my sleep my complexion EVERYTHING.

second item: gf fic, i am kinda wrestling with a) The WIP Guilt lmao, and b) wondering if it’s better or not to disappear for a bit to write the gf fic in it’s entirety, and also chapter two of the shouto fic, then reappear to dump them all accordingly. 🧐 the fact of the matter is i am desperate to do this (the gf fic), like, very much in a i-will-gnaw-my-own-arm-off kinda way, but also i am very consignent (that’s not how that word is spelt, what word am i looking for???) that out of the gf fic and the shouto fic the shouto fic is simply more important. 😩 well, as important as any piece of fan-written fiction can be LOL, but you know what i mean. i keep telling myself i can slide the gf fic into the lineup with minimal disruption because it will be shorter than the shouto fic—no 30k chapters here, probably—but idk idk. it’s better practise to like, write everything in one go but……. 🥺 idkidkikdkdkidkdkk this is an argument i need to have out with myself LOL.

anyways, shouto fic. im not worried about it bc it’s constantly there, overhead, like the first star in the sky every evening lmaooo. it’s there when im plotting the gf fic and it’s there when i work on the horror/ghost fic and it’s especially there whenever i do anything for the bakuweeds one-shot collection. the wait is intolerable i know, but thank-u for ur patience and i promise i will work hard on it to make it fun to read!!!!!

[headdaze]

‼️ MANYYYY SPOILERS AHEAD, proceed at your own discretion‼️

***also this became very rambly because I am never ok when it comes to discussing characters im attached to being endangered so yeah enjoy this outpouring of emotion 😭***

bit of context: was getting caught up on a webtoon I really enjoyed when I had time (killer peter for those interested, please do check it out, stunning art & riveting plot) and got attached to this new character that got introduced! then I found out out the webtoon had a subreddit and promptly went to check it out--don't judge me, being a fan of a specific webtoon can sometimes feel really... lonely..?? at least for me because I forget there are others who read and are invested in it like I am 😭 so I was overjoyed to find the reddit and see what other fans had to say 🥹 ...until I kept scrolling and kept seeing people talking about how they were pretty sure the new character I JUST got attached to is going to die based on future releases (Korean releases are way ahead of English releases bc the webtoon was first released in Korean then licensed in English)

then I got really devastated and started coping by 1.) starting to sing (for some reason) the wedding march but I replaced all the words with "no" and 2.) repeating my mantra that I have always held true throughout the years to keep me sane: "IF THEY DON'T DIE ON SCREEN THEY HAVE NOT DIED!!!"

BEFORE I REMEMBERED!!!:

(verbatim) *pauses singing* "wait, I survived GOJO dying. if I can survive gojo's death, I can survive anything!! 😃" *nods assuredly to myself*

feeling much more comfortable now because I'm just going to be honest: I'm a survivor of the hard times of the jjk and bsd when BOTH gojo and dazai's lives were hanging in the brink of "will they won't they die" and came out still alive so YES!!! I CAN SURVIVE THIS!!! WILL IT KILL ME ALL THE SAME IF THIS NEW CHARACTER I LOVE DEARLY DOES DIE??? YES!!! 😃 But! if dazai can come back from his horrible odds and I choose to believe that the author of this webtoon is not on gege akutami levels of loving to torture their fans (please, please, please, please please pleasepleasepleaseplease) everything! will be!! okay!!!

honestly yeah jjk has prepped me well for character death fear, like at one point I genuinely thought only 1 of the 3 of the MAIN TRIO would survive, it CANNOT get worse than that 😭 not to mention how early gege killed off one of my favorite characters (NANAMI DESERVED BETTER)... and the whole thing with nobara.... and megumi....... and mai..... and like...... idk......... most of the cast......... 😞 life as a jjk fan. is hard. I have never ever feared that plot armor would fail to come through until jjk...... nothing can be as worse as the fear I suffered whilst reading jjk....... (KNOCKS ON WOOD 🪵🪵🪵)

tldr; I'm a survivor and if my new beloved dies I'll. shrivel up for a few months at minimum. but I"LL LIVE!!!

(please everyone pray for this to turn out like bsd not jjk 😭😭😭 I'm not emotionally strong enough for this 😭😭😭)

[gogoakechi]

i think a really promising sign that im learning to respect my skills and talents (however low they may be) is how listening to the Actual music majors play piano in the next room over makes me go "woowww thats so cool i cant wait until i can play that too" and not "god i suck. this is so embarrassing. i should just stop now. if they hear now i play ill shrivel up and die." and then i look at my visual art and im like wow. im kinda the equivalent to that level in a way. ive made that journey so i could probably do it with piano or something too. maybe even in better time than learning to draw well

[freakurodani]

if you would like to elaborate on oikawa getting rejected in silly ones, i'd love to hear it <3 that appeals to my interests as well hehe. i like making him a little pathetic

GOSH DO I!!!!

in addition to this post

talking about hinata rejecting oikawa bc he was so caught up in the thrill of this cool senpai both being in brazil and also becoming his friend he did not see that oikawa was flirting w him but bc he is Like That oikawa didn't realize he wasnt being flirted back with, hinata is just friendly and personable hsusjsjsksn

ALSO in my haikyuu book club this week was volume 2 and well, im also rewatching the anime w my bff and we watched the first few episodes of season 4 and after she went to bed i HAD to keep my hq brain going so i finished all the reading for this week ( sjebjsjs bad planning now i have to wait WAY longer to continue) BUT IT HAD OIKAWAS INTRO PAGE AND THIS!!!! IS HIS CURRENT CONCERN

and this is just ajshakhs hes trying so hard not to be hurt ajsbshjsje i love him so much hes fine guys hes totally fine doesnt effect him at all he doesn't care do u believe him?? pls,,, please believe him,,,,

ALSO AISHAJS one of my favorite ways to enjoy oisuga is.... oikawa pining..... endlessly.... AND HES MAD ABOUT IT!!!! oahsjahs he tries so HARD to flirt with him but!!! he sucks at it!! so suga never catches on and he just thinks oikawa is kinda weird sisbjshe but like in a good way!! like "oh, hes just another volleyball idiot, and bc hes so handsome i wonder if he feels like he can't really be understood by many ppl! I wonder if he finds it difficult to make friends, he is really intense... woah, he really IS kageyamas senpai..." aishkajshshs

and oikawa is waiting for sugas answer to see if he wants to go to the movies w him or not and THEY DO GO but once again the vibe was not clarified and oikawa thought it was a date and suga thought they were friends hanging out ajabajjshs ACTUALLY maybe he DID say "great! its a date!" but suga thought he WAS JOKING JSHSJA

(this literally happened to me once ahsvsn we held hands even and at the end i was like... " so... wanna go on another date sometime?" and she was like "THIS WAS A DATE???" and im fine about it, its funny, but in the moment i did want to immolate, shrivel up, and die. being 17 and gay is hard, its hard and nobody understands.... except oikawa bc this is canon to me now!!)

i just, man i love this stupid pretty boy, iwa ALSO delights, just a lil bit, in getting all the stories that oikawa complains about, bc it sucks, and he cares about his best friends feelings but also its sooooo funny

[bullshit-bulltrue]

☆ hawk talk 8/16/23 ☆

i was waiting at the front of the school with the rest of the entire school for them to open the doors

and what happened?

all the girls were screaming because of a fucking cicada.

my ears have hurt less from listening to death rock at max volume.

I. WAS. NOT. PREPARED. FOR 40 GIRLS SCREAMING THEIR LUNGS OUT.

oh and uh it was funny bc at one point delgado started jumping up and down to catch the cicada lol

oh and speaking of him, when the staff let us in the school building we had to still wait in the quad(i think that's what we call it) for an other 20 minutes and it turns out i was sorta close to him and his friends while waiting and we made eye contact and he waved at me <3

and his friends kinda just like,, looked at me and i'm like uh hi?

LIKE TF

yeah uh

delgado is really cool but i don't think his friends are too fond of me *awkwardly zones out and questions life bc i haven't been mean and i don't want real chill people to hate me bc that has happened way too many times*

SO ANYWAY-

oh yeah i forgot something

HOW THE HELL DO I ALWAYS END UP WALKING BEHIND DELGADO?? LIKE BITCH RESPECTFULLY MOVE OUT THE WAY I CANNOT SEE OVER YOU YOU'RE LIKE AT LEAST 3 INCHES TALLER THAN ME AND I AM ALREADY BLIND AS IT IS

but like it's better than all the taller people being behind me and me almost getting trampled

so.. yeah ig...

nothing much happened in history

it was boring

but my desk buddy was acting pretty cool

i still don't like her but i don't necessarily hate her rn

um math was the same ??

oh we learned a way easier way to solve a particular kind of equation!!!!

IM REALLY EXCITED ABOUT THAT!

OH AND THEN WE HAD ENGLISH!!

AND OMG SO THE TEACHER HAD BEEN PRONOUNCING BASEBALL GUY'S NAME WRONG FOR A WEEK AND A HALF OMFG

AND LIKE I KNEW SHE WAS PRONOUNCING IT WRONG BC THERE WAS NO WAY HIS NAME SOUNDED THAT STUPID

Y'ALL I CAN'T-

AND THEN THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED HAPPENED:

Mrs. k: *road call* *says baseball guy's name*

baseball guy: here

mrs. k: i'm not pronouncing that right, am i?

baseball guy: nope.

mrs. k: *waits for him to pronounce it right* ... *guesses and actually gets it right*

baseball guy: *still don't fucking say anything*

(he's jut like this when it comes to the english teacher so the whole not talking thing isn't like strange behavior or anything)

oh and delgado's short bestie had to do testing still so he had to go to another classroom

and like

we have a new student. she sat at our table. so uh,, yeah

it was like kinda awkward cus any time i tried engaging in conversation with her she didn't answer me and i was like okay you're probably not a bitch and ur just shy that's fine but like i wanted to scream

BASEBALL GUY IS QUIET TOO BUT AT LEAST HE SPEAKS WHEN SPOKEN TO GODDAMN

so it was awkward just having someone literally just watch me and my friend speak for a while but then i was like fuck you and completely tuned her out

AND WAS NO ONE GONNA TELL ME HOW PAINSTAKINGLY AWKWARD IT IS FOR YOU AND SOMEONE ELSE TO GRAB THE SAME SHEET OF PAPER MULTIPLE TIMES BC LIKE ALL THE PAPERS WERE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DESK AND ME AND BASEBALL GUY KEPT REACHING FOR THE SAME PAPER LIKE FIVE FUCKING TIMES AND AT ONE POINT I WAS LIKE NAW BESTIE I'M JUST PUTTING MY HAND DOWN AND I JUST WAITED FOE HIM TO GIVE ME THE PAPERS BC HOLY SHIT I WANTED TO SHRIVEL UP AND DIE (let it die, let it die, let it shrivel up and die! was written about me actually)

oh and like we used this one program to measure our lexile and like i was the only student who's never used it before

so i'm like hha idk what to do <3

and mrs. k explained it and basically you read and get quizzed and that's it and like i didn't know where to find my test score so like i wrote down the wrong answer on my log 😭😭

AND THE NUMBER FOR LIKE A CERTAIN PART OF THE THINGY WAS 8 PLUS 20 BONUS POINTS

SO I WROTE THAT DOWN

AND THEN DELGADO SAW AND HE'S LIKE [INSERT DEAD NAME) THAT AIN'T RIGHT 💀 SMTH AIN'T ADDIN UP

so then i was like WHERE TF DO I LOOK FOR MY SCORE THEN

and yeah when i gave him my chromebook to show me where tf to look i just had to scroll down 😭😭

and then he was like "oh you got a hundred, good job!" and then i mentally started doing a happy dance <3

and then we like did our english journal thing to where we had to glue shit and put tabs in our notebook and stuff and it was actually fun !!

and then we had to number a bunch of pages and i treated it like a race in my head bc i'm like that and even tho nobody technically knew i was racing, i WON, bitches

so then i decided to bother delgado at lunch again 🙃

well idk if i bothered him per se, or his friends 💀

so like my mom has been packing me dragon fruit everyday for lunch and i got burned out this week so i gave it to delgado's friend Alex

and he's like "why you keep giving me this 😃" and he's like naw i still want it but like why

and i'm like "because i'm fucking nice 🙂"

nah i just said that i was burned out and shit

so yeah

and brO-

DELGADO HAS THE BEST CURSED IMAGE COLLECTION I HAVE EVER SEEN LIKE I SERIOUSLY NEED TO UP MY GAME Y'ALL

I SWEAR I ALMOST CHOKED ON MY POZOLE THREE TIMES

oh and like i also gave delgado the tortillas my mom packed me bc i wasn't that hungry and i did not think that him eating the school good was a good idea bc it's on a prison level of shitty ngl

so then this bitch takes the tortillas, and him and alex start slapping each other in the face with them 😭😭

ALEX THROWS THE TORTILLA ACROSS THE FUCKING MESS HALL DUDES

AND THEN DELGADO TAKES THE 3RD TORTILLA AND CRUMPLES IT UP AND WRAPS IT INTO A BALL IN THE TINFOIL AND THROWS IT AT SOMEONE'S HEAD

THIS BITCH IS A MENACE

oh and yo i found out that Alex is of puerto rican descent and i'm like so glad that the group i hang out with is all latino

except lanie, she's the token gringa, but that's alright, it's not her fault <3

so then from the mess hall, me and delgado are headed the same way bc our lockers are sorta close to one another

and THIS BITCH

so i put my stuff back in my locker, right?

well now i'm having to exit the hallway for our grade and it's loud as fuck and then all a sudden i hear delgado yelling my name and he's running up to me and is like "HEY! WE NEED OUR CHROMEBOOKS!"

wait let's format it like this:

okay from the top:

d: *running up to me and yelling bc it's loud asf* HEY! [INSERT LEGAL NAME] WE NEED OUR CHROMEBOOKS!!!"

m: WHAT?? (m stands for Me) AGAIN???

d: YEAH

*runs to my locker to grab it*

random ass teacher: hey! go around!

(we have a system where you enter the hallway one way, and if you need to go back, you have to exit and start all over. it sucks ass. i hate it)

m: *running to catch up with d after getting my chromebook bc we have PE in the same period*

my gym coach: oh no, only the boys need it bc they didn't do the form yet

m: *ready to lay on the gym floor and cry* oh, okay! *acts happy bc i ain't bout to be a weak bitch infront of her*

m: *runs like my life depends on it to my locker to put my chromebook back and runs back to the gym* (THE GYM AND MY GRADE HALLWAY ARE NOT CLOSE TO EACH OTHER, AT ALL Y'ALL)

(LITERALLY RUNNING TO THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE SCHOOL)

I WAS ALMOST LATE BUT I BARELY MADE IT BEFORE THE TARDY BELL RANG AND I SWEAR I DID A FUCKING MILE SINCE I RAN BACK AND FORTH LIKE 4 TIMES SO ME THINKS THAT COUNTS FOR ENOUGH PE

and then we had to do like fitness testing and we did:

push-ups, sit ups, crunches, shuttle runs, a lap around the volleyball court, and then basketball

AND WE DO THE MILE ON FRIDAY, IF IT DOESN'T RAIN!!!!!

I'M SO EXCITED FOR THAT !!!!

^^ this is genuine, y'all. i love running so much!! yk, except for when it's back and forth across the entire school trying not to be late

AND LIKE I WAS SO FUCKING PISSED AT DELGADO BC DEEP DOWN I KNEW I DIDN'T NEED MY CHROMEBOOK BC WE DID THAT SHIT YESTERDAY

but then i was like why am i mad at him? it's not like he knew or anything so i didn't yell at him or anything lol

and then at the end of school when i passed him in the hallway, we said our goodbyes and yeah since i have first lunch tomorrow –technically today but whatever– we don't have the same lunch schedule, but i'll probably eat lunch with him on Friday, so that's cool!

oh and also, since i hate broadcast with a burning passion, my mom is going to go raging bitch mode in my school until i get an elective in my grade hallway that i want <3

and i want an elective in my grade hallway so i have 3rd lunch so that i don't ever have to eat lunch alone bc i look like a sad girl with no friends when i have 1st lunch and my anxiety peaks so yeah

I HOPE YOU LIKED TODAY <3

well technically yesterday but whatever fuck off

it's now 3:30am and i need to sleep

i woke up at 1am for no reason so??

yeah lol

night <3

[roaldamundsen]

tagged by @thebusylilbee and it's a welcome distraction when im literally dying so thank you ❤️

3 ships: lacho obviously because it's eating away at my stupid shriveled little brain. reddie from the clown movies because they also made me pretty ill for quite a while. and at the risk of being unoriginal, yeah, hannigram. it's timeless and ive actually had very, very few ride or die ships. and you'd have to waterboard me to get me to speak of d*stiel or j*hnlock again

first ever ship: oh my god probably chocola and pierre from sugar sugar rune or ichigo and quiche from tokyo mew mew

last song: funeral of queen mary

last movie: the menu (2022) which despite everything id read on tumblr was actually pretty fun

currently reading: i used to be such an avid reader growing up sigh but these days i never take the time anymore :( i am however waiting on an update for fill him with daylight by @el-michoacano which is a delightful read

currently watching: no show!! no new show since the midnight club even tho i have a really long list of stuff i really want to watch!! because i am miserable and i can't get over nacho

currently consuming: honey drops for dinner yummy

currently craving: ibuprofen that works and yeah. physical touch. maybe an open mouthed kiss

tagging @omtai @lilacsociety @scabby-lasagne @chocopinda @karlavhh @transmantraut @extraterrestrialoracle @zurdoabsurdo @insanityofvaas @howabhwmwn @rei0d @walking-enthusiast43 @gatogummie :)

[moss-selfship]

A good summary of my ship with me and dahlia is that

We are both bringers of death. She is an assasin and has killed countless people for the medicis, she has taken more lives than im sure she can count.

And i am death, the litteral reaper that brings all souls to the beyond. I have been there for everyone who dies.

And yet we are both disillusioned with life and death itself.

Dahlia has begun to view life as monotonous and boring. Its slowly eating away at her mind. She is the greatest fighter, no fight she has ever been in has brought her close to death. She has grown numb to life, its all so boring and it blends together. Nothing gives her that spark she felt years ago when she was so close to death. She has chased that high ever since. And now as she has gotten older she is starting to grow worried that she will never get thay spark, she will never be pushed to the edge again and will instead die old and shriveled. The thought of it driving her mad and even scaring her. The idea that she dies a wrinkled up old feeble woman is truly the worst fate for her in her eyes.

As for me, ive grown tired. All ive focussed on is death for obvious reason. Its made me almost cold end emotionless, even death grows somber when a mother begs to spare her baby when both died in a house fire. I have grown reserved and has begun to dislike life. It has made me become cold and emotionless, no emotion in my being. As death, the idea of life has been lost on me and being alive and living life to the fullest seems pointless. Why care about doing anything in life when all that waits is death.

Both me and her are sides of the same coin, both of us disillusioned with death. But for two different ways.

She only feels alive when close to death and pushes herself to that edge as much as she can, and worries about dying a feeble old woman.

And i see no value in life, nothing matters when only death awaits. I see no point in enjoying life, it all ends the same.

But through our relationship we grow and learn. We both change how the other thinks

And funny enough both begin to realize the value of life, even without the threat of death. That the moments in life are what matter

[iridescentis]

im waiting for a meeting and I WANT TO GO HOME :((((

I HATE THIS. MORTIFYING. i walked past a bunch of my classmates and my history teacher whose meeting i missed last week because i missed the train like this is UNPRECEDENTED LEVELS OF AWKWARD

i don't even know where my english teacher is 😭

i hate this so much can i please shrivel up and die rn

[delphi-shield]

brb adding small talk for dead people to my tbr immediately

and instant connection brought my shriveled heart back to life I CANNOTOTHGHOGH. surprisingly i don't watch a lot of romcoms but if i had to pick one fic to turn into one it'd be yours :,)

HUGGING YOU THROUGH THE SCREEN DELPHI!!! i hope you've been keeping well <3333

VIVI im combusting this is too much ill DIE 💛 HOW did you get that screenshot of my tiktok though just wondering... can't wait to read nineteen ninety-nine btw!! tbh i have so much catching up to do. im trying to be more offline this month and i feel like ive missed so much lmaoooo. if you catch me all over your notifs one day just turn a blind eye 🙂‍↕️

HUGGING YOU A MILLION TIMES i hope school is going well!!

[teamaerialcombo]

IM BEING SOOOOOOO SO SO PATIENT AND NORMAL WAITING FOR THE FIC TO DROP (RATTLING THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE LIKE AN ENRAGED GORRILA)

-@vfucking1

HAHAHA IM GLAD TO HEAR IT...!!!! i spent so much time on it i feel like i'm gonna shrivel up and die Lmao