#it just feels weird for me to have gotten more than my bf

[ultimateaclrecovery]

Weird holiday money giving things

I have now reached the age (or maybe my parents have reached the age) where my parents have started give me a large check for Christmas.

I also went to my bfs family’s house for Christmas this too and his family also gave me a large check for Christmas. (Which is bonkers but very very nice). (And I peeked and saw that it was the same as my bfs check)(they gave one to all of their children plus son in law)

But my parents only gave me a check and not my bf and instead of giving it out with presents they did it after he had gone home. (They did the same with my brother, saying they just didn’t want to put it under the tree.

Which again is fine, but now I feel weird that I have received two parent checks this Christmas and my bf only one. Like it doesn’t feel balanced or fair somehow and like I should fix it somehow. Like do I mention to my mom that his family also gave me a large check? (The checks are the same amount for whatever that’s worth). I like don’t want to pressure my parents into giving more than maybe they would want or think they should but also maybe she would want to know? Idk.

My parents also have not been giving a separate check to my brothers girlfriend and she has been coming to family Christmas for years. But they do give him more. But also he does not have an income and they have been giving him checks for holidays for longer. (Which to be clear is not a problem just additional reasons for his check to be larger that is not just it being for two people, and it wasn’t it double).

I could also just not say anything and just let it be, which seems fine but also weirdly guilty.

I also don’t know how bad my mom would feel finding out later. She often checks with me with how much my aunt and uncle gave us for Christmas to give my cousin the same

[spencerreidenjoyer]

MORE VIRGIN SPENCERRRRR

from the start | spencer reid x reader

Spencer's a nervous mess in your bed, but you like it.

wc: 1.7k, rating: explicit/18+

tags/warnings: puppy bf!spencer, virgin!spencer, early seasons!spencer, hookup, friends with benefits(?), dominant fem!reader, gratuitous use of petnames (baby, darling, etc. but it wouldn't be a minnie special without petnames), praise kink, cunnilingus, unprotected sex

a/n: a weird dream of mine turned into a spencer self-insert (jk) so I wrote 1.7k words just to fuel my delusion. this is also a little birthday gift from me to all of you! i've hit 1000 followers (!!!!) on this little spencer blog of mine and i am so so grateful so the only thing i can do is write spencer smut to celebrate! also this lovely anon asked for virgin spencer and I literally cannot refuse (also crossposted to ao3)

You aren’t complaining, ending up in bed with Spencer Reid again. 

You’d met at a bar, the usually shy genius (according to his friends) coming out of his shell to talk to you, and it had ended in a couple of drinks and you making out with him against the wall in the back of the bar. 

You’d brought him home, fully expecting to fuck him. You’d gotten him into your bed when he’d confessed he’d never done anything like this before, but you didn’t have the heart to tell him you could tell. Instead, you’d given him a blowjob before he fell asleep in your bed after a long week on a case. The next morning he’d bashfully woken up to breakfast, and a promise that you’d like to see him again.

“It’ll be less intimidating like this,” you pet his cheek softly, before you turn over onto your hands and knees. You notice that Spencer doesn’t move, so you turn your head to look at him. 

Spencer frowns. “I thought– I wanted to see your face.”

“You’re sweet, darling,” you chuckle. “Come on. I promise this will be easier on you for your first time. You know what to do?” 

Spencer hums, his eyes shyly looking to your rear now. You’re on display for him, thick thighs framing the wetness of your pussy. You know he can’t take his eyes off you, his inexperience obvious and extremely arousing.

Spencer had been a bumbling mess as you’d kissed him, as you’d undressed each other, his hands trembling through it. “You know you can touch me, right?” You tease, and Spencer whines rather petulantly. “Take all the time you need, baby.”

Spencer’s large hands are on you, gentle on your skin. His hands pet you rather sweetly, over your hips and thighs, before he feels the softness of your ass under his palms. You hear his shallow breathing, and feel his thumbs spread you open. His breath hitches. 

You don’t say anything, patient as you let him explore your body. He touches you with an avid curiosity, like he wants to find out about everything that makes you tick, like he wants to commit the lines and curves of your body to memory. 

His movements slow like syrup, his touch moves to your cunt, sticky with your slick. His fingers slide over your pussy; along your folds, over your leaking hole. “I’m going to…” Spencer trails off, as he presses his index finger gently to your entrance. 

You moan as your head drops between your shoulders, with Spencer sliding a curious finger inside of you. He feels around, and it feels more like a medical exam than foreplay, but Spencer’s lack of experience still turns you on extremely. Spencer’s voice is strained. “You feel so warm. You’re so tight.”

“Yeah, baby, I’m not sure if you’re goin​​g to be able to fit,” you tease playfully, smiling as you look back at him. “You’re going to have to make it fit, won’t you?”

Spencer’s eyes are wide, and he swallows nervously. “Yes– Yes, ma’am.”

“Ugh, you’re so cute– Oh!” You gasp as Spencer’s finger presses into you insistently, nudging against your spongy walls, against the spot that makes you lose your mind. “Mm, right there, fuck–”

Being eager to please, Spencer does exactly that – he keeps fingering you, slow and steady, and waits for your approval. You’re basically melting as he fucks you on his fingers, and you only remember you have a bigger plan until he whimpers. “Hmm, baby?”

“I want to- I wanna taste you,” Spencer says, and you moan as his thumb nudges at your clit.

“You- You sure you can last long enough for foreplay?” You jab, but you shudder in a moan as Spencer rubs at your swollen clit with more intention, pleased with the way he takes you apart.  

Spencer scoffs. “I think I should ask you the same.”

“Eat me out, Spencer,” you demand. Spencer just gets his head between your thighs. 

You feel his mouth on your cunt, kissing you sweetly, moaning as he tastes you. His lips are soft and plush on your skin, his lower lip massaging at your clit as he eats you out. His tongue slides over your folds, wet noises coming from his mouth as he takes his time tasting you. 

“You’re stupidly good at this,” you moan, your face buried in his pillows as you’re barely able to keep yourself propped up. The pleasure Spencer gives you courses through your veins, electric from the top of your head to the tips of your toes. You think you hear Spencer mumble a thank you, and the vibrations only make you moan even louder. 

You want to come right now, but you know it’ll be so much sweeter to orgasm when Spencer’s buried inside of you. You don’t know if he’ll be able to handle it, the hypersensitive, easily overwhelmed genius in your bed simply might lose his mind fucking you.

“Spencer, baby,” you coo. “Wanna- Need you to fuck me now, darling.”

A high whine leaves Spencer’s throat, and he’s quick to pull away from you, as fast as he’d put his mouth on you earlier. “Please! Please, I need to–”

You giggle, beckoning him to come closer to you. He leans over your frame until his face is close to yours, and you kiss him sweetly. You taste yourself on his lips, but Spencer is giddy as he kisses you back. He tries to trail after you as you pull away, and the sight is both adorable and extremely arousing. 

“You gonna fuck me good, baby?” You smile, feeling the hardness of his length pressed against your ass. 

“Yes– Yes, ma’am,” Spencer stammers, swallowing his anxieties. “Can- Can I?” 

“Please, baby,” you groan, your hand reaching behind you to grab Spencer’s cock. He whimpers as you tug as it roughly, your movements haphazard due to the angle, but you’re lining him up with your hole. “You know what to do.”

It doesn’t take much effort for Spencer to press his cock into you. There’s uncertainty in his movements, but it feels like heaven as your cunt practically swallows him in. He fills you up so perfectly, his thickness rubbing against your walls in just the right way until he’s buried to the hilt, his bony hips pressed against the fat of your ass. “Oh! That feels good, baby.”

You clench around him, relishing the feeling, and then you hear a pathetic little whine from Spencer. “Hurts,” he says, in a weak, wet voice, and you want to both coo at him and fuck his brains out. 

“I’m sorry, baby,” you soothe. “I’ll make it feel better, yeah?” 

“Please,” Spencer whimpers. “Need you.”

You lift yourself off of Spencer for a moment, pulling yourself off his cock before sinking back down on him. Spencer is big, not even knowing what he’s been gifted with when you had seen him for the first time. He fits so well inside of you, feeling so perfect as you fuck yourself on him. 

You would ask how he’s doing, but whimpers and moans liberally fall from his lips, and he’s holding onto your hips with a death grip, like he’ll lose all sense of himself if he isn’t holding onto you. His nails dig into your flesh, a delicious bite of pain through the pleasure of it all. 

“Pretty boy,” you groan. “You fill me up so good, holy fuck, oh my God–”

Spencer moans so loud your ears ring. “Feels good, so good, please–” 

“Fuck me, baby,” you gasp, your hips slowing on him. He chases after you like he can’t control himself, as he starts to thrust into you. “Yeah, just like that, baby. Fuck.”

Spencer whines again, chasing his own pleasure as he fucks into you. His hips slap against your ass hurriedly, eagerly, like you’ll disappear if he doesn’t. “Fuck, oh, God–”

“You’re so deep inside of me, baby,” you groan, barely able to keep your voice steady. You reach for his hand, guiding it to splay out against your lower stomach, where his cock bulges with every thrust. He practically sobs. “You feel so good, darling.”

“Think– I’m gonna– Hhrghh– I’m not gonna last long,” Spencer finally gets the thought out, his genius clearly and understandably slashed when he’s buried in warm, wet pussy. You feel kind of proud of that. 

“Cum, baby,” you groan, not unaffected by Spencer’s eager, frantic fucking. “Inside of me.”

He lets out a pathetic little sob, one that turns you to no end, and then you feel Spencer coming inside, his load hot and messy as it paints your walls, filling you up. You clench around him at the feeling, so heady and overwhelming, and Spencer’s little whine at the pressure has you orgasming too. It’s a new kind of high, a perfect storm of pleasure filling every bone in your body. 

Spencer is warm and heavy as he half-falls on top of you, a sweetness to his movements as he rests his chin on your shoulder. His cock twitches inside of you but begins to soften. Your arms and legs feel like jelly, but you manage to coax him to lay down. His arms sling around your waist to hold you, and the position is surprisingly intimate. 

“Thank you,” he says breathlessly. You turn around in his grasp, letting Spencer’s cock slip out of you. He whines a little, but smiles when you look up at him. Spencer repeats, sounding more earnest. “Thank you.” 

“Of course, baby,” you say, smiling, and lean forward to kiss him. It’s sweet, no heat behind it as you press your lips to his. Spencer seems to appreciate the affection, his thumb tracing little circles into your hip. “You were really good. Was that good for you too?”

“Couldn’t you tell from how fast and how hard I came?” Spencer laughs, seeming a bit shy. 

You coo, your hand cupping his cheek. “Even if you did, it was extremely endearing.”

“I think you just like corrupting me or something,” Spencer smiles, quirking his eyebrow.

You shrug, a teasing grin on your lips. “Maybe I do.”

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Imagine after Y/n introduces Adrian (her bf) to her Dad (Wade), he’s like, “Well now I need to give you the talk. Sit down child of mine” and she’s like, “….Please don’t… Dad, I’m very much an adult”

omfg I see this 😭 IM CRYIJG.

“Just a little… warning.” You held your hand out, stopping Adrian. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

“My dad… he’s a bit of a-a… how do I put this?” You murmured. “He’s weird. He’s forward.

“Babe, it’ll be fine. I feel like you’re more nervous than me.” He told you, his hand on your shoulder.

“I’m not! It’s just that he doesn’t take anything seriously. Don’t take anything he says personally. And… yeah. I think that’s it.”

Adrian shook his head, thinking you were being dramatic. You took a deep breath, opening the door.

He was lounging on the couch, you opening up the door to his apartment with a smile, adrian trailing behind you.

“Oh, hey peanut. I was just about to call you. Did you know that-“ he paused upon seeing Adrian, his face creasing in confusion.

He gave your dad a small smile, looking down at the floor, eyes glued to his feet.

“Who’s this cutie?” He asked you, you smiling and looking over your shoulder, motioning for Adrian to come closer to you.

“Dad, this is Adrian. My boyfriend…”

“Oh! So this is the guy who I’ve heard so much abo-“ Wade started.

“Okay!” You quickly cut him off, laughing awkwardly. Adrian held his hand out.

“It’s nice to meet you, uh, Mr. Wilson.” He spoke, Wade shaking his hand.

“You too… adrian.” He narrowed his eyes at the boy, a thought popping into your dad’s head when you sat down next to him, Adrian next to you.

“You know what…?”

“Hmm?” You hummed out, Adrian turning to look at him him.

“You both have been given the talk I assume?” He asked Adrian and you.

“Jesus chri- dad!” You exclaimed. Adrian’s eyes went wide, not sure how to responses

“What? I can’t ask? It’s a very reasonable response. I just wanna know that you’ve been safe, alright? Like using protection, plan b, pulling out, all that shit?” He suddenly blurted out, you groaning and rolling your eyes, Adrian’s cheeks getting hot at the mention. “I can go on and on, guys.”

“I-we- I-“ he stuttered, looking to you for help, but you didn’t know how to respond either.

“I just have to ask cause you know… the last thing I need right now is mini clones running around and im suddenly in the nursing home. I’m literally shuddering at the thought.”

“Dad, we are grown adults, I think we know about how sex and getting pregnant works.” You told him, he nodded but shrugged.

“Right but… just making sure, jeez.” He turned to Adrian. “She’s so moody. I don’t get how you put up with her.”

Adrian had to stifle his laugh, not missing the glare you gave him.

When the both of you left, Adrian was laughing loudly while saying bye to your dad, the two had really gotten along. Their weirdness matched. You rolled your eyes at the message your dad sent when you left the apartment.

sperm donor

“be safe tn. love ya.”

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA… my crush threw up when she saw my scars.

I (22ftm) have intense feelings for my friend (24 f ), we’ll call her Bee. For some background I met her through my job (we’re in the food industry). I’m have a big friend group and my crush use to work with everyone. Bee use to actually date someone within the friend group, Sandy (24 f). They’re still friends even tho they’re broken up.

I hangout with my work friend group a lot, and Bee sometimes will come along. I like Bee a lot because she’s just really cool, she’s always calm, she talks about anything and everything, and she’s beautiful. She even is working as a heating and cooling technician. It’s hard for her to hangout with all of us because she has so many other things going on in general. She even bough a house in this economy!

Sandy and Bee are still close friends. I’ve asked a Sandy about their relationship and if she’s over her, and Sandy basically just tells me they were both kids and have dated other people since breaking up.

I haven’t actually gotten the chance to hangout with Bee one on one. I’ll even invite her to hangout with our group, but most the time she’s either busy with her house, or her other friends/family/business trips/etc. At first I thought she was lying, but Sandy has told me Bee just does a lot in general now. I’ve invited her to see a few scary movies with me, but she’s turned down 3/3.

This is where I may have been the asshole for making Bee uncomfortable. I had gotten my top surgery (whoo hoo) and after some recovering I kinda wanted to celebrate. Our other mutual friend was throwing a game night and I asked if Bee was coming and if she could come. Our friend said that’s fine since Bee is cool, and I invited Bee and she said she’d love to. She showed up with her boyfriend. I know it sounds bad, I just wanna get closer to Bee in general, her and I don’t have to date (although I wouldn’t mind).

Anyway during the game night, Sandy and Bee went to a separate bedroom to talk. I did pretend to go to the bathroom to ease drop. Bee was just basically telling Sandy she’s been stressed about work and her family, and redoing her house (she and her bf are doing the work themselves) Sandy basically just offered to help and Bee was just like “oh you listening is more than enough!” And they kinda just talked a little more. I was kinda feeling betrayed by Sandy, I haven’t told Sandy I really wanna get closer to Bee, she probably knows tho, but she never offers any help on how I could get closer.

When the two got out I raised a toast to my top surgery and to just making my body feel more like me, and to thank all my friends for the love and support I’ve received through them. I took off my shirt to show off, and I immediately noticed Bee looked away.

Throughout the night I would try and talk to Bee, but she wouldn’t make eye contact with me. she was keeping the conversation short Was she afraid to sexualize me? Was she transphobic? Her boyfriend even got between us and tried asking me how I’m doing and was kinda being a block. My mind was racing and I just kinda grabbed her hand and said “Does this scare you?”. She cried out “sorry!” And ran away…and she threw up in the sink. She started crying and apologizing and Sandy and her bf kinda took her to the bathroom then the car. Bee came in said sorry to everyone for ruining the night, and like three people said “no you just go home and feel better”.

I watched Sandy talk to both Bee and her boyfriend for like 20 minutes “saying goodbye”. I was shocked by the whole thing. It finally took someone to ask me if I was okay. I asked if Bee was trans phobic, why wouldn’t she look at me, she never hangs out with me one on one. Everyone told me that Bee isn’t transphobic (gee thanks). One of my friends even said I shouldn’t have grabbed Bee like that, which I know now. She was just acting all weird around me, and she was what I thought the coolest person ever.

Sandy came back in, she was laughing and she told the group Bee was fine. I asked “what about me!?” Sandy basically explained “body stuff” makes Bee “queasy”. i was hurt and offended that no one cared about me or my feelings.

Later that night Bee called me to apologize. She offered to buy me lunch. I was still hot headed and asked how my scars make her throw up. She basically told me about an event in her life that does make her uncomfortable around blood/scars/etc. I asked if she supported trans rights. she said of course. I asked her if she would ever date me, and she said shes never thought about it because shes with her bf. i basically confessed my feelings which she did not return but wishes me luck.

We never got lunch. I feel weird reaching out to her. she hasn't stopped by the restaurant. She hasn't come to a group gathering since. i know her and Sandy still hangout which pissed me off. i tried talking to my "friend" about it, but they say it as a step too far. they also shame me for crushing on her (i was fine with just friendship).

Its been like two months and everyone is still weird about it. Every time i bring it up, everyone makes me the bad guy. was i the asshole? was Sandy or Bee or even my friends that didnt support me?

What are these acronyms?

[truetogaia]

I simply am not able to can at the moment.

pairing: sub!loser!jake x fem!na'vi!reader

genre: smut, 18+

notes: sub jake brain rot is what led me to this, plus the fact that 2009 jake is such a loser, so: Jake finds himself in his first rut after a slight misstep while training with reader!

warnings: EXPLICIT AND MATURE THEMES! p in v, riding , no protection, Jake in rut, sex pollen, a sprinkle of overstim, bondage, loser bf vibez, pussy drunk jakey boo, dom kind of reader

wc: 1,7k!!

jake sully masterlist!

His legs ached, sore muscles tensing and cramping as he helplessly followed your figure through the jungle. He huffed and panted, grunted and mumbled a series of human curse words every time he accidentally stepped on yet another sharp object, concealed beneath the wild underbrush. Your figure disappeared every so often, hidden away behind majestically large leaves. 

Each one of your long strides carried you deeper into the lush of greens and blues, and you could hear the desperate wheezes, followed by heaves, from the foreigner so far behind you. You halted suddenly, causing Jake’s larger form to bump right into your back as he came hobbling after you. 

“Jake. Are you not taking this seriously?” Your voice was stern, awaiting an answer. Not only had you been assigned to babysit the newcomer, the loser, you had also been tasked with teaching him, which turned out to be painfully difficult. 

He confusedly rubbed his nose, a bit disoriented after having body slammed right into you. You turned around agonizingly slow, your patience had been running thin for the last couple of hours as Jake had shown no sign of improving, and this had been the final straw.

“If you do not even try, how do you think you will ever learn? Hm? Are all you aliens really this.. stupid?” You flicked him on his nose, earning a whimper from him as he rubbed it again. “Actually, do not answer that.” you paused, contemplating something as your hands began fiddling with the hem of your loincloth, “Why aren’t you learning anything? Is my teaching that bad?” His eyes widened as you averted your gaze, instead focusing it on a bug-like creature making its merry way across a trunk. 

“No, no of course not!” He waved his hands frantically while shaking his head like a madman, “I’m sorry, I’ve just been a bit distracted lately..” You lifted your gaze, locking eyes with him. They were big, round and full of worry, worry that he had offended you, worry that he had lost his chance with you. Oh how he had been pining after you, longing to be the one holding your heart. But you knew that, of course.

Your ears flicked, taking in the sounds of Jake’s thumping heart, picking up the change of pace as you looked deep into his amber eyes. His pupils were dilated, and his scent was strong. It washed over you, drowning all of your senses. 

His scent… It was different, something was off. It smelled sweeter than usual, more alluring than what it had yesterday. Your mind finally put two and two together when you noticed the sheer size of his pupils, the ones that you had been staring at all this time. It had happened so fast, too fast. 

“Jake..” You began, noticing how his tail swished as his name fell off your tongue, “You didn’t bump into anything weird when you were stumbling after me, did you?” He looked at you, confused, maybe dazed. 

“Not that I can think of..I feel a bit funny though, might be because of your ridiculously hard training.” Your ears flattened against your head, god he was stupid. He was so, so stupid. You now realized what he had done. Obviously, he had crashed into some weird, dangerous flower as he was chasing after you. Faysawtute.

“Oh my eywa. You really are stupid, aren’t you?” You sighed, dragging your hands down your face. There was only one solution to this problem, and it had to be done before it got too serious. He looked at you, so innocently, so oblivious to the shit he had gotten himself into. You suddenly grabbed his larger hand, pulling him with you.

His legs wobbled under him as he clung to your hand, careful not to trip on anything hidden in the thicket. The two of you finally reached a clearing, much to Jake’s delight, and as soon as you neared one of the trees, he slumped down against it, a sigh escaping him as he did. 

“Jake, we cannot stay here. We have to go.” You urged, desperately tugging on his arm. “Come on, skxawng.” He sighed deeply and tried to get up, but to his surprise, he couldn’t move. He felt stuck in place, as if the grass around him had enveloped his being,pulling him desperately back into the soil. Soon, an unknown heat spread throughout his body, starting at his core. As it wandered, it left a trail of goosebumps in its way. His mind felt cloudy, as if a thick mist covered it, filling in every gap inside his head. 

Jake couldn’t hear your pleas, too busy focusing on the foreign, buzzing feeling in his fingertips, that was steadily increasing together with the heat pooling in his abdomen. He had no clue what was going on, all he knew was that you had never looked so beautiful before. Your hair, so neatly styled, moved like waves in the subtle breeze, the sun casting a gloria upon your head as it shone brightly behind you. The immense, secret love he felt for you turned into something more; he wanted to feel you, all of you. 

You noticed the way the fabric of his loincloth expanded, cursing yourself for not having had a proper lesson about Pandora’s flora and fauna before you ventured into the deeper parts of the forest. If you wanted to be home by tonight, you seemingly had no choice but to help him right here, right now.

“Alright, Jake, I need you to listen to me.” You slowly knelt down, trying your best to keep from accidentally startling him. “Based on the look on your face, and the bul.. Yeah.. anyway, I think you inhaled some sort of pollen that sends na’vi into heat.” He looked up at you with lidded, droopy eyes. “Basically, what I'm saying is that if you want to get home today, I'm gonna have to help you.” Gradually, you inched your way closer to him, grabbing a vine from the forest floor.  “Are you okay with that?” 

Jake nodded as you carefully reached for his wrists, tying them together with a sturdy knot. He didn’t fight it, surprisingly enough, instead holding perfectly still as you creeped up into his lap. 

Once you had settled down, long legs on either side of his thighs, you readjusted yourself. The outline of his dick was prominent through his loincloth, and it was big, making you dread your next actions. 

⭒

The sticky, lewd sounds of slapping skin filled the murky forest, accompanied by the soft noises of a male na’vi. You bounced up and down Jake’s length, having secretly succumbed to the feeling of his thick cock grazing your velvet walls. Jake’s breathy moans filled your ears as his head was thrown back, resting against the bark of the supporting tree. 

The muscles in his abdomen flexed at his desperate efforts to rut his hips into yours, completely drunk on the way your cunt enveloped him so deliciously. And just as you suspected, he fought against his restraints, tugging hopelessly at the vine binding his wrists. 

“There we go, does it feel good?” He swallowed, nodding frantically as you grinded torturously slow on him. His cock was rock hard, aching painfully. “Use your words, Jake..” You could see that he was struggling; his pants came uninterrupted, the only pause being to moan as you clenched around his girth. 

“Fhuhckk.. yes s’good.. shiiiit,” His voice wavered, deeply affected by the immense pleasure he felt, “plea.. damn- please, I’ll be so g..good, keep going..”

He was buried so deep inside of you, his bulbous tip kissing your spongy spot with each roll of your tired hips, making stars appear in front of your eyes. You collected your mind, set on taking control of the situation, making sure to remind yourself of why you were even doing this to begin with. For safety reasons. 

For safety reasons…

But you just couldn’t help savoring the feeling of his heavy cock dragging in and out of your squelching heat. 

Jake, on the other hand, couldn’t believe this. He couldn’t believe that he was watching you squirm and twitch on top of his cock. It felt heavenly. The warmth in his chest was consuming, clouding his judgment. He knew you only did this to help, he had heard it from your lips himself. But something came over him. The raw, overwhelming urge to kiss you flooded his mind, and he couldn’t stop the words from escaping him. 

“Kiss me, please..” 

Much to his surprise, your response was the opposite of what he had expected.  

“Yeah? You want a kiss? Sure, pretty boy.” You leaned down, hastily connecting your lips with his. His tongue explored every inch of your mouth, a groan infiltrating it. You could feel him getting close by the way his cock twitched inside of your cunt, and by the way he begged for the sweet release as soon as you broke the kiss. 

“Gonna be a good boy and cum? Hm?” His mouth fell agape at your words, eyes fluttering shut as you picked up your pace. He was a blubbering mess, chanting your name along with every curse word in the book. You felt a twinge of guilt in your chest as you watched him whine and thrash beneath you.

He bucked his hips up, so turned on he could no longer form whole sentences. Not being able to hold back, he came, hard and deep inside of your throbbing pussy. His chest heaved as he came down from his high, mind still elsewhere. He soon noticed that you hadn’t stopped, panicking slightly as your gyrating hips overworked his cock.

“Please, too much.. t’hurts, hnghh” You continued bouncing on his, still hard, cock, pace utterly relentless. His whines and sobs were like music to your ears as you now chased your own high, the volume of your moans only increasing.

“please..” 

You finally came to a stop, cunt clamping down on his girth and spasming as you came around his overstimulated length. He cried out, looking up at you with such a tired and confused expression. 

You grabbed his face with your hands, placing a gentle peck to his sweaty forehead before leaning your own against it. 

“There, all better now, yeah? You were such a good boy.”

HEEELP THIS IS SO BAD IM SO SORRY YALL I HAVEN'T EDITED IT THOROUGHLY. My original plan was to include a mommy kink, but as I was writing it I realized it didn't really work. So UNTIL NEXT TIME!!

[billskeis]

Hey so could you write a fluff type fox with either demon/ghost or vampire tom but like based off of In my room by ICP (insane clown posse)? Or other way around with reader being the ghost/demon/vampire creature.

Only if you’re comfy with it though!

(As always, ur one of my fav writers! Keep doing what you enjoy)💕💕💕

ᡣ𐭩 vampire bf tom

as you slipped yourself into your bed, you immediately got into the comfiest position that let’s you go to bed the quickest you can. drifting into sleep, you find yourself yet wide awake once more.

there’s tapping at the window, it’s him.

you’ve gotten yourself a visitor for the past few nights since you moved into your new apartment. living by yourself find you to be an easy target.

for someone who’s not human.

he introduced himself as tom kaulitz, and what’s totally weird about him was that he only ever came when it was dark.

you found it completely and utterly useless that he taps on your window because he just emerges from the dark corner where the moonlight was blocked out by your closet.

he was quite handsome you had to admit. black braids. a black bandana, black baggy clothes, the lip piercing that accompanies the side of his bottom lip was also black.

clearly there was a pattern here, but you didn’t mind. black was sexy.

the first night you met him you of course tried to knock him out assuming that he was an intruder and to your multiple failed events, heard him out.

he was a vampire, a lonely vampire who just sought out comfort in the night. he was talking about blood of course.

being that you kinda have a hero complex offered him to feed off you in order to make sure he doesn’t try to feed off other human beings and killing them.

he assures you though he would never go that far into feeding to kill someone, but you never know how true that is.

“hey doll, were you just heading to bed? i’m sorry,” he sounded genuinely apologetic, “no it’s fine.. just had a long day. work was rough.”

you got up from the bed and immediately brought him into your embrace, he hugs you back tight. letting go, he looks into your eyes and smile.

“you look awfully pretty tonight, such a shame you go to bed when you should be showing yourself off,” he caresses the side of your neck with his left hand, right on your waist.

his touch was cold, but in a way, comforting.

“you flatter me too much tom, hungry?” you ask as you lean your neck to the side a bit, giving him access to finally feed.

“m’ starving..”

the side of your neck throbbed, some part of it hurt, but it also felt good. you took pride in knowing that such a hot ass vampire would come to feed off of you and stay, listening to your promise of not feeding off others.

“you okay baby? i did take a bit more than i did last time..” you shook your head at him as you laid down in your bed looking at one another, “i’ve gone through worse,” “promise? “i promise tom.”

you took a braid into your hand and twirled it around your finger, you stared at the motion happening in your hands until you looked at tom who was attentively still staring at you, never breaking contact.

he reached out his arm to pull your body closer to his, the cool sensation of his skin is not akin to yours, but it just felt oh so right. the two of you basically hugged each other so closely, cuddling, limbs tangled together not wanting to be untwined.

you feel his breath onto your neck as his head rests in the crevice of it. he takes a sharp, deep inhale, clearly loving the scent you give off to him. you find it a little weird he does this but,

he’s a vampire after all.

“m’ gonna go to sleep tom, goodnight..” he kisses the side of your neck that he left a bite mark on, then caressing your back with the arm that held you together, “goodnight princess,” he said, his movements on your body allowing you to finally drift into sleep.

you wake up to the warm daylight of the morning with birds chirping, feeling around your bed you are met with emptiness. he’s gone, you don’t really mind it as the two of you solely know and are with one another because of a deal.

but another part of you wishes it could be something more, yearning for his presence once more.

you get up to do your morning routine and plan the day out in your head mentally, attempting to busy yourself as much as possible so night would come faster.

after the sun comes up, he makes his leave. it’s always been like this.. well, of course, sun is harmful to vampires and you weren’t able to prevent that from happening.

but if you had it your way, the fucking sun would be gone.

[minnielvr]

future reference - hwang hyunjin

˚ ༘ pairing bf! hyunjin x fem reader

˚ ༘ genre hurt/comfort, angst, fluff

˚ ༘ wc 826

˚ ༘ warnings angst, reader is insecure

˚ ༘ note this shit was hella self indulgent!!

you had just gotten back home after yet another bad day and all you could do was look in the mirror, judging each part of your body. your brain pointing out all of your flaws. the acne on your skin, the frizzy, unbrushed hair sitting atop your head, and so many other things you just hated about yourself.

why does he even love you? what does he see in you thats so special? your boyfriend, hwang hyunjin, was practically sculpted by the greek gods. he's tall, handsome, strong, and oh so sweet. he's everything a woman could ever want on this planet. but for some reason, he chose you. and you did not know why.

of course, you knew he loved you. he says it every day. and if thats not enough, he buys you the most expensive jewelry and the most lavish clothes. not to mention the dates he takes you on, fancy 5-star restaurants all the time. still, you couldn't help but think, why?

with all of the voices in your brain you hadn't heard the door open and close, or the voice of hyunjin telling you he's home. when he walked up to your guys shared bedroom and saw you staring at yourself, he knew what was happening.

"hey sweetie, everything okay?" he asked right by your ear as he snaked his arms around your waist.

"y-yea everythings fine." you tried to get out of his hold, but he didn't let you.

he led you over to the bed and laid you on the bed, then he slipped in next to you. he pulled the covers over you two and grabbed your waist and turned you towards him.

"whats going on in that pretty little head of yours hm?" he asked.

"hyunjin its nothing really. just some stupid stuff." you tried to dismiss the subject.

"hey nothing that you feel is stupid. your feelings are valid okay?" he reminded you. "so, what're you thinkin' about?" he asked once again.

"i just felt..weird today. i started to wonder why you love me." you admitted.

the look on his face was a mixture of shock and sadness, but most of all guilt. how could he let you think like that? now he was angry at himself. had he not been doing enough to show you his love?

you could sense that hyunjin was about to start beating himself up for it, so before he could talk you decided to explain yourself.

"im not saying you don't do enough because you definitely do! i appreciate it really and i love you so much for that. but i cant help but think why me hyunjin? theres so many other girls who're better looking than me and don't act like this. i mean, all the girls in the idol industry are better than me so, why?" you had word vomit, you didn't mean to say that much, but it just came out. and now you could see tears in his eyes.

"y/n..i-i'm so sorry you feel this way. how did i never notice? god i'm such a bad boyfriend." he chuckled at himself while trying to wipe away the tears. and before you could say anything about how its not his fault he continued on.

"i want you because you're...y/n. you better than any girl out there. you're pretty and smart and super funny, but what i love most is that you have the biggest heart ever. more than any of girls in the idol industry. you're so kind to me y/n. you don't love me just for my looks or for my money, you love me for who i truly am. and thats the same reason i love you. you're perfect in my eyes." at this point there was several tears rolling down his cheeks, but neither of you cared.

"hyunjin..." you started at him sweetly and brought a hand to his cheek to wipe away the tears, ignoring your own. "god i love you so much," you chuckled, "what would i do without you?"

"no, what would i do without you, my y/n? my beautiful girl" he embraced you and held you close to his chest. "one day, im going to tell everyone in the world that you're the love of my life okay? im going to yell it out from the top of a building." he said.

you giggled. "one day, i want to be able to call you my husband." you looked up at him from his chest.

his eyes went wide, and so did his smile. "you mean that?"

"of course." you assured him.

"okay then, i know i dont have a ring or anything yet. but just for future reference, will you marry me?" he asked with a big grin.

"hyunjin!!!" you shoved your face back in his chest and laughed. then you looked back up at him.

"just for future reference, yes hyunjin, i will marry you."

[tteokdoroki]

Ok you said you wanted ideas for one-shots, so hear me out... (sorry this is really long, I'm bad at keeping my ideas short 💀)

Reader and Jock BF!Yuji have been together for a while but def not more than like a year. Yuji wants to be more intimate with Reader but every time he tries, they always change the subject or make a joke etc. He's fine with it at first but over time, the more it happens, poor bb starts getting all up in his head about it, thinking Reader doesn't wanna get closer to him or doesn't trust him or maybe even isn't as serious about him as he is about them (though he feels awful for that thought even crossing his mind). He tries again one day only to be met with the same response and because of all the anxiety over it, he asks what's up, only for it to come out more combative than he wanted.

You said you were thinking of arguments so this could possibly lead into an argument or it could lead into Reader being startled at how mad he seemed to have gotten. Either way— yadda yadda, angst right? Yeah. 💀 But then Reader tells him that they've just never been physically intimate with someone before. Maybe Reader is just a shy person or is unconfident or something, either way soft apologies happen and this could lead into Yuji waiting for Reader's sake ORRRRR (the better option /j) it could be that they do a whole sweet, soft, lowkey apology based, first time right then and there.

Idk this is so long and might be ooc I apologize SJFBZK I don't even know if you specifically meant sex when you said "first times" but here this is either way I guess 💀💀 Feel free to elaborate if you wanna and sorry if this isn't want you had in mind. Tbh I just want super soft lovey sex with that man. I literally would stfu and never ask for anything AGAIN ���😫

FIRSTLY!! DONT STFU!! i love hearing people’s takes and headcanons on jock bf yuuji n weird reader !! it makes me happy n it’s super fun to chat wit you!! :3

also omg… this is so on point !! i think yuuji would be sad that you don’t wanna be intimate but also doesn’t wanna pressure you so when he’s finally had enough he sort of snaps :( it would definitely lead to like a nice healthy discussion of yuuji reassuring you and saying he’ll wait but also… soft first time with constant praise and consent checks with a big jock man? I WILL SCREAM

[vhaerath]

hey whats it like to be autistic, i forgor

So honestly, I kind of sat on this message for a long time because I was going to make a jokey response, then I was going to make a serious response, but I couldn't think about how to word the serious response.

A couple days ago I was walking around outside in the rain, and I was thinking about how much I might like to have been walking around in the rain with my boyfriend. And (as you, the asker, know) my boyfriend lives pretty far away from me like on the other side of the continent in Michigan, and we don't get to see each other a lot. I like seeing my boyfriend and it's nice to talk to him and be friends with him, but I don't want to see him all the time. I think this is the kind of thing that most romantic couples feel like, except the most obnoxious ones, but people seem to think my general reticence even from my boyfriend is a little odd (although BF seems okay with it so far).

Anyway while I was thinking about walking in the rain with my boyfriend, I was thinking about how much nicer it could have been if he lived closer to me so that we could do activities together. If he was closer and came over, I I wouldn't feel obligated to act like a "host", rather than a girlfriend who would just want to sit and relax with her boyfriend.

But like most thoughts, that was a pretty brief one, so then I was thinking while I was walking in the rain about how much I might like to go back to Japan some day. And I thought to myself, sort of offhandedly; wouldn't it be badass if I could just sit in an AirBnB for a bit in Japan and play some video games, but I was in Japan, so I was enjoying video games in Japan? And I'd have the leisure to go outside and do whatever I wanted in Japan, but I'd also have the leisure to come back and decompress from my day (in Japan)?

That was when the thought about your ask came to me, and I realized the commonality between my Japan-thought and my boyfriend-thought. Wouldn't it be nice if I had the leisure and the time in order to fully relax in my situation, instead of being expected to make the most of the situation, and logically knowing that my situation was limited in scope, so I should make the most of it?

I think as I've become an adult I've gotten used to a lot of external stimuli that I'm really sensitive to, as an autistic person. Still the differences between me and a "neurotypical" person are obvious and more vast than is immediately discerned by how I present. Sometimes there are times when I'm on a vacation and I think, I can't wait to get back to my hotel room so I can hole myself up in there and read a book or stare at the computer or hide under the covers and do nothing for several hours. Logically I know that I'm probably not the only person to feel this way, and this probably isn't an exclusive autistic experience. Anecdotally, my relatives and even some of my friends will all completely shut off from the world beyond their vacation for a few days and be completely happy with plunging themselves into this new stimulating experience immediately. I am The Weird One for slowly dipping my toes into it and then immediately needing to get back out of the pool again.

So I guess that's how I describe autism; it being taxing to enjoy a new stimulating experience when you have access to it for a brief time, but knowing your limited time to enjoy it means taxing yourself is the only option. I have the impression that that's the disabled experience in general-- deciding between taxing yourself or missing out.

[aspecpplarebeautiful]

Help I'm crisising

I'm aroace and i have this friend who I've known for a couple years but only gotten close two in the last few months, and I really like her. I've had a weird alterous attraction crush on her for literal years and recently now that we've gotten closer I'm wondering if we could someday be in some sort of qpr thing. I know she's some sort of queer, and she knows that I am, though not specifically aroace, and I know she's not in any relationships.

The problem is:

I'm really confused about what I feel, cause I've never felt anything close to this for anyone, ever, and I'm also really aware that she's one of the first friends and definitely the closest that I've had since a major depressive episode I had that lasted 1-2 years and so I'm worried that maybe I'm kinda latching on to her to feel normal and not lonely anymore. Basically I'm just constantly second-guessing my feelings, but I also have pretty solid evidence that I shouldn't trust myself with them.

I don't know what she knows about being aroace, and I don't know if she'd be interested in a QPR

I don't know if she's interested in me. She definitely likes as a friend, but I'm horrible at telling what feelings people have towards me beyond than friendly, angry, or indifferent

And if ever she made a move on me, I'd be into it, but I don't know how to explain "actually I'm aroace and so like half of the things you'd expect out of an allo dating relationship are off the table, and also I will never be able to love you in the way most would people expect from me" Also, at what point do you even bring that up? Before or after doing anything? The inciting incident of all this was today when she was driving me home from her place and while we were leaving her brother was bugging me to tell him about her love life and asking questions like "Does she have a bf/gf? Is she dating (other friend of hers)?" and "Are you two dating? Are you going to kiss in the car?" and she told him to stop and not make me uncomfortable, but in my head I was just thinking "not as uncomfortable as you think." And then I was thinking about maybe kissing her the whole car ride, and I was kinda hoping maybe she would. Sorry for the massive wall of text I'm overthinking everything and driving myself mad. I don't have anyone who knows I'm queer besides her so I have nobody to talk to about this.

First of all Anon, remember that it's OK to be confused, and it's OK to not be quite sure what you want. You're navigating these feelings for the first time, and they're generally big feelings which can also make them harder to decipher, especially in the moment.

Sometimes imagining different scenarios can help and sometimes certain scenarios will appeal to you a lot more (remember QPRs are heavily tailored, and can include and not include whatever the people in them want). Sometimes journaling can help with sorting out what you're feeling too, and if you're not sure where to start, there's a lot of good tips for effective journaling online.

It is OK to not have everything figured out right away. Sometimes things also play out over time, you can talk and try things out and see where things go. Honestly my advice would probably be to just start by telling her you're aroace and, if this is something you want to pursue, talking about QPRs, or how aroaces sometimes do relationships a bit differently where the relationship can be tailored to each other/pick and choose what that relationship involves or not. And maybe that would be something that appeals to her, maybe it won't, and you can take note of how you're feeling too. (Of course if you decide you prefer the relatioship you have with her now and don't want to change anything, that's an option too.)

Go easy on yourself, you're figuring all this out as you go. Remember there's two ways this can go, either things work out how you want them to, which would be great, or they won't and you'll still learn a lot in the process and be a lot more ready and prepared the next time you find yourself in a similar situation.

All the best, and good luck!

[ohmygillygoshoppler]

Let's hear them secret scientist headcannons, Ma. Pretty please 🙏🥺

huehuheuheuhwlhbsjhbclah~ y’all know what it is, mostly rambling I wrote most of this waiting for the dentist lol

Drew (Audrey do not call her that omg Saturday)

Mama’s albino. Isee it with my eyes and just feel it in my bones. She’s pale, her hair is pale, I she even had baby blues in TGIS so, yeah. 

Drew isn’t a huge fan of chocolate, opposites since Mom Monday had a thing for cocoa. Maybe she doesn’t have a thing for sweets in general? Like I can see Drew as more of a FoodSnack person rather than SweetSnack person. She’ll be like, “I want a snack,” And spend like 2 hours prepping the stuff for a food item that will be gone in 20 minutes and somehow, she’ll find a way to convince Doc to “help” with the cleanup after.

She always wanted a big family, But only managed to have Zak. She loves her family regardless, it's just not the way she thought they'd be. I mean, come on; Her and Doc are so romantic all the time, like there’s no way they woulda stopped at just one. If she could have given Zak a sibling, she would have, but it wasn’t in the cards. So, adoption, lmao.

My girl is a mystic through and through but she is not mystically inclined. She could tear out her hair and make a deal with the devil, and still not be able to conjure her own magic at all, but she is so well versed in it, you’d think she was a sorcerer or something. (Maybe she could, oh I dunno, help her magical buddies out with that know-how, huh?)

Doc “Solomon” Saturday

My guy has some serious PTSD and OCD issues that he hasn’t quite sorted out, and I’ll bet he’s scared to go into it given all the times he’s started talking about it, only to immediately shut himself up about it.

Like, seriously, my man needs a therapist.

I’m laughing and wringing my hands together like Argost himself thinking about all the fun times we’re gonna have with mr. Magic Doesn’t Exist now that he’s gotta help his new Angel Daughter find her friends. Sorry Solomon, but you’re gonna have an aneurysm.

Doyle Blackwell  **Professional Uncle

Such a cool dude, he can’t drink alcohol because he’s too cool to get buzzed (he's allergic to alcohol and will turn beet red after one drink help this poor man)

I get a lot of, “I dont deserve an apartment,” vibes from this guy so I say he needs more “Chillin at home with the fam,” And less “Shitty hostels wherever the cheapest.” Also man needs a gf (or bf, ffs nobody want him fr!!11!)

He's bi, and I know cuz he told me lmao

Paul Cheechoo (Uncle Bear!👏🏼 Uncle Bear! 👏🏼Uncle Bear!👏🏼)

Okokokokok, so I am super super projecting here because Cheechoo deadass reminds me of an uncle who is A.) also native af, we’re not Inuit but were fuckin n8v; and B.) also a fuckin geologist lesgoooooo

So guys got a big family, huge actually. Lots of cousins and nieces and nephews and aunties and uncles and such- making it a bit hard and a bit sad keeping the whole Secret Scientist thing away from his family. Especially after the Weird world incident when he became withdrawn from them, fearing Argost might do something horrible to his kin. So, he kept mostly to himself, confiding only in his fellow scientists.

I feel like his sarcasm and friendly demeanor is so sweet and endearing, especially for someone so friggin big, I mean good god- Look at this man. The friendly giant trope always gets me, so what? BUT! That being said, I’d like to think that sometimes my guy forgets how big he is… Like, we’ve seen how this guy gets tossed around like a ragdoll, maybe he also forgets he’s a brick shithouse, given all the times he’s gotten his ass whooped.

Man is Golden Retriever coded, and I wanna eat him alive for it./pos

Arthur Fuckin Beeman

My man! *kills him again and again and again and again an-*

Also, I love how we all saw this man, we all looked at each other, and we all said, “Yeah, he's autistic af.” Like, it's very clear that this man’s brain works… differently from others.

My brother once said, Liaos from Dungeon Meshi if he didn’t want to eat the aliens he just wanted to hang out and honestly…. Werk.

Does this man deserve an arc? Not really, but do I wanna put him in a few fucked up situations? Hang him upside down and shake him till all his tokens fall out? Maybe. Maybe Zak’ll help me, too. Shit…

Miranda Grey (Big Grey)

Ooooooohohohohohohohohoooo~ We hardly got anything with you, Doctor. Which means I can do whatever, and I both hate and love that-

I know you love your sister~ I know you’re sad about her betrayal~~ I know you’re hurting, girly, I know your devastated inside and you can’t do anything about it because so much shit is falling apart around you and now your sister fucked over the only people you can call friends, fuck you Miranda! Eat shit and die! ILY!!

I reeeeeeaaaaly think she’s guilty about what she’s done to the Saturdays, especially Zak, so maybe she might try and say or do something to try and make amends, but how? Thats a good question… I wanna know too, lmao.

Abbey Grey (Little Grey)

Ooooooooooooooooh~~~

I have plans for you, stupid bitch……

Agent Ex husband

The scariest mfer in all existence, most stifled man in all existence, omg. If War were ever made a fucking human, Epsilon would be his fate, and holy fuck- Yeah. Stoic? Check. Bound by a strict code of ethics/honor? Check. Big As Shit? Check. Scary????? Umm, yeah. My mans a Horseman.

Wants to be loved. Wants to rest. Wants to have a cigarette for the first time in years. Wants some coffee with extra cream and sugar. Does he deserve it? No,not really. But he does need it. His soul needs a good kneading, like dough.

However, he is fucked up for the way he raised Francis and how he’s always shutting hom down and telling him how his thoughts don’t matter like, damn, just tell the boy he aint shit why dont you-

I feel like, if I give Francis an arc, Epsilon should have one too. I wanna know more about him- surprise surprise- and what makes him tick. We see in the show that there is some care for Francis, we see as much when he gets so mad at Francis for not quickly following his instructions, but that begs the question; does he actually care, or is he protecting his interests, so to speak? Lots to learn, lots to pick apart.

[stoopid-turtle]

Hey loving your blog so far , am a new turtle just recently watched the untamed with my best friend. I'm 100% convinced they were definitely a thing during filming even now I still believe they are still together. My bestie on the other hand doesn't think they were anything more than friends. I tried my best to convince her but she thinks I falling to separate the actor's from their roles they were playing. My question to you is that do you ever sometimes think us turtles overthink too much or misinterpret what was going on between them ? Forgive my grammar English isn't my first language

Hi there! (Your English is perfectly fine!)

Yeah, I do think turtles overthink some things. There's a lot on YouTube that falls into this category, tbh. I can see how it happens. With all the bts, it feels like its own show that we can pore over, slow down, watch from different angles, decipher the TRUTH from it to reveal that bjyxszd.

But the bts aren't scripted. While they're endlessly rewatched by us, they were one moment in time for the guys. One moment in a long, exhausting day of work. Stuff we may think of as being intentional and meaningful may just as easily be random, off-the-cuff, and ultimately meaningless. Think about jobs you've worked where you get bored and tired during a long day. If you're like me, you and a coworker/friend will start talking nonsense to each other to get through it.

One friend/coworker and I made dinosaur noises at each other between taking calls in a call center. Yeah, idgi either. And because I'm a flirty bisexual, we'd make lewd gestures and kissy faces at each other sometimes for fun. She's straight, so it wasn't serious. I am aware that this dynamic is different between guys than between girls (in the US. I can't speak to China.), so I'm not saying that what happened between gg and dd is like me and my friend. Just to show that...sometimes stuff just gets weird. I wasn't nursing a secret crush on my friend or anything. It was just random time-wasting.

So yeah, I do think some stuff is misinterpreted. As I've noted, we see very little of what was happening bts, and there was a lot going on outside of whatever was happening between gg and dd. It's inevitable that some stuff will be misinterpreted.

This is why it took a while for me to come around to bjyxszd. And I resisted HARD. I'm skeptical by nature and I'm double-skeptical of things that sound too good to be true (like that a popular BL couple was played by actors who actually fell in love and are now together).

But at the same time, I came around. It took me spending many hours reading, watching, trying to translate, etc. Even then, I had to write out a novel in tumblr posts to lay out my thoughts to establish to myself that I'm not crazy on this. Like you, I'm 100% convinced that they were an item during filming.

So I was able to get past the stuff I think is a bit of a stretch to believe in it anyway. Now, it just means I smile at the stuff that does seem meaningful to me, and leave the other stuff for those that enjoy it. I don't want to single out any particular thing that I think isn't as significant as some people think it is, bc I don't want to ruin anyone else's fun. We're all turtles so regardless of what path we took or what convinced us, we're in the same boat. There's no point squabbling over the details.

Especially with the bts, which happened years ago at this point. Odds are, even gg and dd don't remember the context of any one clip at this point. So the TRUTH is impossible to know completely. It can be frustrating if you're like me and dislike ambiguity and uncertainty, but we're all in this pit together. We just have to enjoy what we've gotten and what we continue to get.

I'll also just say, don't stress too much about convincing your friend. I know it's frustrating when you want to squee about something but your bf isn't into it, but people tend to dig in their heels when someone tries to convince them of anything. There's also no need to do so. BJYXSZD regardless of if people believe in it or not. Find some other turtles and do your squeeing with them and when with your bestie, focus on what things you do share with them.

[gladdygirl18]

I have a bit of time on my hands to get these up and going, and I am very happy with this one, and its something my boyfriend does a lot

Blue me, Orange BF

So every morning, my boyfriend would call me with a "good morning, beautiful? How did you sleep?" it is the cuteset thing ever and he has been doing it everyday since we've gotten together 🥰💖

And everytime he has to leave campus, he always calls me when he gets home safely, and we end up talking for waht feels like hours and I love it.

At times, when talking, he likes to be a little prick and be annoying at times, but its what i fell in love with, and when at times i dont laugh at his jokes, the convo goes a little something like this:

"Oh come on, I thought that would've gotten a chuckle out of you."

"Meh"

"Well, maybe i'll have to tell the joke again when I'm tickling you. You'll certainly be laughing then, am I right~?"

THIS IS OVER A PHONE CALL! A PHONE CALL AHHHHHHH 😆😆💖🥰😭

One night when I was really down and upset, I called him to vent and the whole time he would comfort me, and it was working.

"I wish I was there to hug you and kiss you. and when you feel a bit better, I can tickle away your sadness."

That got me to chuckle a little.

"There's that little laugh I love."

I ALMOST CRIED WHEN HE SAID THAT AHHH💖💖😆😭

Keep in mind this was over a phone call. Just yesterday, I was talking to my boyfriend while he was on his way to campus and he was making silly little jokes that, yes, got some chuckles out of me, but my boyfriend was expecting a bigger reaction

"What, was that joke not funny? I worked really hard on it" (says that all the time; that alone is a running joke)

"Heh, no not really?"

"Well, what if I climbed up the side of your dorm, came in through your window, and started tickling you?"

CLARIFICATION: This is his humor, he's not a weird creepy stalker or anything that could physically do that. He makes jokes about this all the time, and so do I and the rest of our friends. This is our humor and we respond to it with similar humor.

"I would start throwing my plusies at you, haha!"

"I just crawl into your room like a weird mutated thing on all fours. You start screaming, "Ahh, ahh, no," before "haha!" laughter"

I FUCKING LOVE HIM! HIS SILLINESS AND GOOFINESS AHHH 😭🥰😆💖

(If ur a DND fan) "You can certainly try."

"Don't tempt me with a good time, and I know how much you love your... good times with me~"

"Babe I'm with you. Any time I'm with you is a good time, as chaotic as that is."

"Aww she loves me!"

"Heh, more than you could fathom"

Yes yes we're both cheesy hopeless romantics. There were many instances where he would threaten me with tickles over the phone but if i wrote them all here, we'd be here forever LMAO

more to come so stay tuned!

@sunstone-smiles @giggly-squiggily @cutesmokes @otomiyaa @burningablaze @jettorii

[exblondecharm]

ok so. if you take requests plsplsplsplsplsplspls write about my pookie baby boy tolkien. and uh. he and silly bebe!!!! his silly gf tries on dresses at the mall!!!! and hes being a good bf and complimenting her!!!! WHOLESOME

Dress

description: tolkien takes his girlfriend prom dress shopping- achingly fluffy!!

tolkien black x bebe stevens/reader (written as bebe, but could be interpreted as anyone. reader is femme presenting, mentions of gf/bf)

cw: i can’t think of anything this is just straight fluff haha

wc: 580

hey anon! sorry this took so long but here it is, hope you enjoy!

“I’m not with you just because you’re rich you know,” I smiled up at the reflection of the boy standing behind me in the mirror. 

“Sure…” He playfully rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t shake the giddy smile from his face. I twirled a golden curl around my finger, his smile was what drew me in months ago. 

“It’s alright though, I don’t mind spending money on someone so beautiful- you deserve the best.” The Chanel dress I was wearing proved that tenfold, the blush on my cheeks a side effect of his love-drunk compliments. It felt unreal sometimes. How had I gotten lucky enough to not only have a boyfriend who was perfect, loving, and smart, but also incredibly doting and also interested in fashion? 

“What do you think then?” I turned around to look him directly in the eyes. 

“It’s perfect!” His eyes never left my face. 

“Are you sure? I’ve been looking forward to this night with you since the ninth grade! I want everything to be perfect!”

“You’re gonna be by my side, how could it not be? And after you win prom queen a crown will finish the look perfectly.”

I felt my face redden again, a bigger smile breaking out. “We don’t know for sure that we’re winning court.” 

“Pshhh,” he wrapped his arms around my neck, “we got this in the bag.” 

The sales attendant came rushing over with more dresses, stacked up higher than she could see. 

“That should be the last of everything we have in stock right now, but we could of course do a rush order from Europe if you’d like that, Mr. Black!”

“Thanks, we’ll let you know.” He tipped the woman generously and off she went, then he was right back with his arms around me. 

He really was the best. Some people might have thought we were too opposite to work but I think that’s why we worked. I could be silly and joke and poke fun, and he understood and took it with a smile. He was the only person who could dare go back at me and hold his own, though he rarely did. We just had a mutual understanding, like we could talk in each other’s heads. 

“Isn’t it bad luck for you to see me in my dress before prom?” 

He chuckled, but his eyes didn’t change from the glazed over look he’d been carrying. “I think that’s a wedding babe.”

“Psh- same difference…”

He slowly guided me off the pedestal I was on, so we were on even ground, and began slowly swaying. 

We were slow dancing to no music, just lost in each other’s eyes. I wanted to stay in the moment forever. 

But there were all those beautiful dresses that needed trying on, and with a glance he could read my mind. I figured it was my turn to give him a tip for his troubles, pulling him in for a short kiss.

Which turned into a longer one. 

And a longer one.

After some time, we pulled away and he carried the new clothes to where I had been getting changed, and our mission resumed. 

164 dresses later, a winner was chosen. Tolkien paid, of course, which felt weird sometimes, but he was so insistent and it really was a beautiful dress, I guiltily couldn’t be bothered to complain too much. His love made me feel silly drunk all the time, and we relished in that all day. 

[sakumz]

Nnatsume please... stares...

𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒

𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒

₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ. [ s. natsume x gn reader ]

warning❗: slight ooc

genre 𑁍 : fluff

wc ⚘ :ㅤ

a/n ꕤ : ( ˶ • ༝ • ) stares back 𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒

you can't help but let out sigh after sigh as natsume stares at you from across the table. what's gotten you in distress? the answer to such question at the moment was the undying amount of works you've gotten. you promised to take a break, days before and yet the works you've longed to do were about to be due soon.

natsume being the supportive bf he's supposed to be, agreed to help you as long as you did take a few day breaks and by that he means doing absolutely no work and only fun and relaxing for you. you did enjoy the day breaks he planned but all good things come to an end. how did tsumugi even managed his own works at hand?

" quit zoning out, let's finish this paper and go home, " natsume says as he takes the paper he was currently working on to put in the completed paper stack you've made.

" natsume... you can go off first if you need to be somewhere, there's only three stacks left and I can complete it by myself... " natsume looks at you, baffled and offended. he offer help and you're chasing him out? do you not believe in his works?

" no can't do, if you want to finish all three I'll help you. it was my fault you're now locked into doing all these papers when you could've done it days ago, " looking at him stunned, what did you do to deserve such a kind gentleman. letting out a few giggles as you label natsume as your knight in shining armour, he can't help but be confused by your sudden attitude.

a good hour has passed and you're finally done, all you got to do was to drop off the papers at the council room and then you can walk home with natsume. the walk from there to out the school was quiet, natsume trailing behind you.

" now kitten, don't you think I deserve a little reward? " he points to his lips as you let a smile crept up to your lips, knowing all too well he does deserve the kiss for being somewhat more helpful than usual.

getting on your tip toes to plant a kiss to his lips, it was short yet magical as always. natsume was about to peck you once more when you both heard a few whistling and then cheering from behind you both. looking back, it was trickstar.

he can't help but blush and you turning a familiar shade as well, what's wrong with displaying such acts in public? let alone it was embarrassing when someone caught you in the act.

" wow! didn't know you had it in ya, to kiss your lover out in the open, " mao says as natsume glares at him. he's the one giving you a hard time by giving you a lot of work.

" hey now, aren't you the one with no first kiss yet... unless- " you say but makoto quickly wrap his hand around your lips, shushing you.

" no I do not kiss ritsu, nor has I kiss any of my friends! " everyone couldn't help but laugh at the sudden mao outburst.

" aren't you the one giving y/n a hard time? shall I cast a spell to make sure you'll never get a kiss? " natsume threats.

" thinking about it now, yeah almost every work he could possibly hand over to someone he does think of y/n first, " hidaka spoke up.

" hmm does sally like y/n too? " subaru chimes in, getting the group to stare at him.

" I doubt that's the case, " makoto replies to subaru.

" no I don't have any lingering feelings for y/n! don't jump to weird conclusions... I only gave them plenty of works because uhhh- "

" the council president hates me, " you faked cry, natsume couldn't help but pat your back to comfort you as he glares daggers back to mao.

" no it's not like that! you're always teasing me and- well I'll just lessen your burden from now... didn't know I've been giving you loads of work. besides, most works are for switch anyways, " mao mumbles the last part. leaving you and natsume to think of a counter.

[heartshattering]

/// venting, past SA mention

Stress is wrecking my sleep again, I really wish I could just feel okay but there's always so much spinning around in my mind. The problems I'm going through with my friend are hitting me harder than I thought, like I had all these annoyances bubbling inside of me and it's only now that she's gotten even more irritating that they're finally starting to surface and I'm questioning why we even stay friends. We don't have any common interests anymore, she's rude all the time and says things that are discouraging or flat-out dismissive.

If I open up to her about issues specifically related to one of my disorders, she'll be like "People without ADHD go through that too, it's not your ADHD causing that issue! :)" or "Oh I do the same thing and I don't have BPD! *proceeds to tell me about an incredibly mild form of mirroring she does which isn't nearly as severe as what I literally just described to her*".

It's been years already but I hate that she told the person who SA'd me after rejecting them that maybe I would "change my mind" about them and date them in the future. Told me I should have given them another chance. And didn't stick up for me at all during a conversation with them where they were putting me down and saying things like I was wrong and immature for not forgiving them and that I'm going to be alone forever.

This guy (not her current bf but one she was interested in for a while) used to call me crazy and a liar for being mentally ill and she always sided with him too. And there's been other examples too, the only time she sides with me is when I'm talking about my mom but in pretty much every other instance she takes the other person's side and acts like I'm just mean/crazy/unforgiving or whatever.

She's weird about my ethnicity too like asking me "Why don't you put biracial on forms?" or "Why don't you identify with your dad's background?" when I literally haven't been in my dad's hometown since I was a kid/don't have contact with anyone on that side of the family except him.

She flat-out told me "Your life is never going to get any better" (lol) and tries to pressure me all the time even knowing how difficult my life situation is and how it's unrealistic for me to pull some stupid stunt like running away from home or calling the police on my parents and all the other "advice" she gives me while knowing that would just make things worse and send me into a breakdown/spiral (which has happened before). But everyone loves to see drama break out I suppose so this would just be another "show" for her, it's just like when I was in that shitty support group where this lady tried to get me to check into a homeless shelter as a way to hide from my aunt and my mom.

Honestly I'm just so sick of dealing with her. I feel bad because she's done really kind and thoughtful things for me before, it just feels like the bad things are what are at the forefront of my mind right now. But I feel like I've been way too lenient when it comes to some of her comments and behavior towards me, most recently this new bullshit where she wants to use me for money and keeps saying things like "I'd understand if you were poor but I know you can pay for it" and thinking that just because I did one nice/expensive thing for her, now I have to do similar things all the time.