#it was driving me insane cuz I knew I knew it but I could not get it out

[lastoneout]

you know sometimes I feel very lucky that I got tinnitus so early in my life that I literally don't remember not having it cuz when you spend your whole life thinking something is normal you just learn how to live with it even if objectively it fucking sucks

[ycdsgrows]

That one extremely good moment when you finally find the song you been looking for. Like I just had a vague melody (more like a feel) And words I assumed was from the lyric : touch my body , alright alright , lips and skin and perhaps close your eyes

After long googling I finally got what I wanted with "close your eyes feel on my alright alright " XD

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

✨Feathers✨

Hey hey hey, I’m back! Took a tiny break but I had another idea for a spicy Luci scenario! But this one is super tender cuz Luci needs some TLC like nobody's business! 🥺

This turned out a little more dom!reader then initially planned but I'm happy about it

Big thank you to some of the anons I received for the ideas! I very much appreciate everyone who's given anything I've written their love!

Lucifer x f!sinner reader

Summary: Lucifer's wings are not in the greatest shape, you offer to help clean them...

Warnings: 18+, smut, handjob, oral (m & f receiving), p in v, cockwarming, dom!reader and sub!lucifer if you squint

It had been a pretty quiet day in house. Lucifer was off with his daughter Charlie for the day, they’ve had quite a bit of father/daughter bonding to catch up on. But this gave you the chance to work on something that you’ve been wanting to make for some time now. It was a secret project, keeping things from Lucifer was harder than it seemed. But with the home to yourself, you were finally able to finish the gift you wanted to give him! Just as you were admiring your work, a portal opened up behind you; Lucifer was back! Quickly, you hid his gift under your pillow before he could see anything. Lucifer stepped through the portal and into your bedroom; you noticed his wings spread out behind him.

“Hi, honey,” you greeted as you walked over to him, planting a small peck on his forehead. He smiled, grabbing your hand and placing a kiss on it in return. “How was your day with Charlie?”

“It was really nice! We went for a little flight, as you can tell,” he laughed, gesturing to his wings. Lucifer’s wings always left you in awe, you couldn’t help but stare at them. But upon further inspection, you saw that they seemed a little worse for wear. You wondered when the last time they were properly taken care of, since you've never seen him actually do anything with them.

“Hey Luci, your wings are looking a little…” you hesitated, looking for the right word, “disheveled. Is everything alright?”

"Ahh," Lucifer sighed, "yeah, I uhh...I'll admit, I haven't paid them much attention. Not in a long while."

You knew that he had been by himself for a long time before you came along. He had mentioned his battles with self isolation and depression that he had fought against for years, but he was never too keen on going into more detail than necessary. Looking back, it would make sense as to why his wings are in the state that they are. It saddened you, you wished you could have been there for him. It was time to make up for that.

"How about this," you proposed, "why don't I run us a bath and I'll help you clean them up. How does that sound?"

"O-Oh, are you sure?," he questioned, failing to hide the fact that his cheeks were now flushed. "They're kind of a pain, I don't want you to-" you cut off his protests with a peck. You felt his lips curl into a smile.

"Nothing's a pain when it comes to you, Lucifer," you assured. "Go get ready and I'll see you in a few minutes, alright? Tonight, let me take care of you."

"Of course," he grinned, "thank you, my angel."

*** Lucifer saw you smile and make your way to the bathroom that was connected to your bedroom. As soon as the door closed, he let out a long sigh. It really had been years since he’s taken care of his wings. It was a lot easier when there was someone there to help. When Lilith left, it became a much more daunting task. He began to undo his button up shirt, tossing it onto the bed and moved on to undoing his belt. But suddenly, he stopped once the buckle had been unhooked. Shit, he thought to himself, realizing he’d forgotten how sensitive his wings were, my wings being touched are drive me insane! I don’t think I’ll be able to keep it together, especially not after years of just letting them go! He sucked in a few deep breaths and continued removing the belt from his pants. It’s fine, it’s fine…as long as I don’t make a noise or turn around. Just focus, Lucifer. For Satan’s sake, you’re the king of Hell!

Lucifer undid his zipper, letting his pants and boxers drop to the floor and kicking them off to the side. Unfortunately, he could already feel the blood rushing between his legs in anticipation. No, no, no!, he scolded himself, we’re not doing this. We’re getting our wings washed and we’re going to bed! I’m not letting this turn into anything other than a nice bath! She CANNOT think I’m just some touch starved pervert! I’m not! He inhaled deeply and ran his fingers through his hair, trying his best to calm down. After a minute, he made his way to the bathroom, placing his hand on the knob.

“I’m so fucked,” he whispered to himself before slowly opening the door.

*** It was fortunate that Lucifer had such a spacious home, that meant a more spacious bathroom as well. His bathtub could easily fit four people comfortably, but this at least gave you room to be able to work with his wings. You turned the water on to a nice warm temperature, making sure it wasn't too hot. You undressed as the bathtub began to fill, grabbing a soft washcloth from the closet and bubble bath soap after discarding your clothes. Once the tub was half full, you poured the soap in, letting it mix with the running water. The bubbles appeared fast, you couldn't see that water anymore after a few seconds. Finally, you brought the flow to a stop and dipped your toes in to test that waters. Perfect. You stepped in and slowly began to sink down into the warm liquid that heated your core. Lucky for you, his tub had seats along the sides so you could sit comfortably instead of sinking to the bottom! As soon as you were submerged just below your shoulders, you heard the bathroom door creaking behind you.

"Knock, knock!," Lucifer joked, hitting the already opened door with his knuckles. You chuckled as he closed the door behind him. Not that it was a new sight to you, but his naked figure never ceased to make you blush, as if he were perfectly sculpted. You shook your head, trying your best to focus on his face and not let your eyes wander anywhere else.

"Alright, let's see what we're working with," you stated, prompting Lucifer to conjure his wings once more. As you looked them over, you could tell it would take a little bit of time to clean them properly, but you were more than willing to help. You shifted over to the edge of the tub and offered Lucifer your hand. Smiling, he took hold as you guided him into the water with you. He sat down next you, turning his back so you could start working on his neglected feathers.

"Thank you for this," he spoke softly as you took the washcloth and began to work on his first set of wings. "I really don't deserve it, or you..."

"Luci, don't say that," you cut in, "I love you, and I want to help you. I'll always be here, I promise."

You heard him hum in response. He had a lot more feathers than you originally thought. You wanted to take your time, combing through every feather from his first set as they were the largest. You moved your attention down to his second set of wings after a few minutes. You were both quiet for a while as you continued your ministrations, running the washcloth thoroughly through each of his feathers, ridding them of any dirt. However, the sound of Lucifer's breathing becoming heavier with each passing minute did not go unnoticed by you. Wings were very sensitive areas after all. A tiny smile crept on your face. You had finally moved on to his last set of wings. They would be the easiest to take care of since they were the smallest, but you wanted to test your suspicions before you finished.

"Almost done," you hummed, "you doing alright?"

"YEAH, yeah," Lucifer answered almost too loudly, "I-I'm fine."

"That's good," you responded, gripping his feathers with just a little bit more force than necessary. You heard a small whimper escape Lucifer's throat, his hand shooting out of the water to cover his mouth. Bingo. "You sure you're alright, hon?"

"M-Mhmm," Lucifer mumbled into his palm.

"All clean," you purred, causing Lucifer's wings to disappear in a flash.

Lucifer stood up a little too fast trying to exit the tub, his back still towards you. "Thank you love, I really really appreciate you doing that for me, but I'm kind of tired so I'm gonna-" You didn't let him finish his sentence, grabbing onto his hips and pulling him into your lap, causing a large splash. "D-Darling, what are you doing?"

"And where do you think you're going?" you questioned, letting your hands run down his hips and towards his thighs. You heard Lucifer's breath hitch as your hands roamed dangerously close to his hard on. "What's the matter, baby? Were you hoping I wouldn't notice that you were getting turned on by all my touching? How cute."

You let your hand wander until you finally gripped his hardened cock. Lucifer could only let out a strangled yelp. All too pleased, you began to stroke his cock at an agonizingly slow pace. Lucifer tried to buck up at your touch, but your other arm was wrapped around his abdomen, keeping him flush to your chest. He wasn’t going anywhere.

“Now why would you try to hide this from me, Luci?,” you teased him as you began peppering kisses along the back of his neck.

“Hhng…I-I’m sorry, love,” he swallowed, “it…shit…it’s embarrassing. I shouldn’t h-have had that reaction while you were…ffffuuucckk…” He completely trailed off, only being able to focus on your movements. You had only picked up your pace slightly since you started, you wanted to make this last as long as possible. But unfortunately, you could feel your own arousal start to pulse between your legs. Without warning, you let go off his cock, causing to Lucifer to whimper at the loss of your hand. You swiftly stood up and hooked your arm under his legs, carrying him bridal style out of the tub. He looked up at you with a mixture of shock and arousal. Once you were fully out of the tub, you placed him onto the white marble floor.

"Stay," you commanded. Lucifer held his arms down at his sides, completely immobile. You sauntered over to the rack and grabbed the two fresh towels hanging there. After opening the bathroom door, you dried off your soaking body as quickly as you could before making your way back over to Lucifer with the other towel in hand. You patted his hair down first, then moved to his face and shoulders, working it down to his chest and stomach. You avoided touching the area he needed you to touch the most and finally finished by drying off his legs. "Get ready," you told him as you stood up straight once more. Before he could respond, you scooped him up in your arms again with the towel placed underneath him. You couldn't help but smile down at him once you say how flushed his face had gotten. You effortlessly carried your lover into the bedroom and placed him down on the edge of the bed. You took the towel and placed it on the floor, giving your knees some much needed cushion from the hard wooden floor.

"Sweetheart, p-please," Lucifer said, finally finding his voice again, "you don't have to-" You gently wrapped your fingers around the base of his cock, cutting him off mid-sentence. He could only yelp in response.

"I told you that I would take care of you tonight, did I not?" you replied with a coy smile. "That's exactly what I intend to do."

You lowered your head and gently pressed your lips to the head of his cock which was already covered in precum. Your tongue circled the tip, causing Lucifer to grip the sheets beneath him, not being able to focus on anything else. You relaxed your jaw, forcing your mouth down onto his shaft as far as you could manage. You didn't want to choke, after all! You absolutely adored the sounds leaving Lucifer's lips, desperate moaning and incoherent babbling. You quickened your pace, your hot mouth leaving trails of saliva down your hand. You felt Lucifer's legs begin to shake.

"L-Love," he choked out, "if you don't stop, I'm g-gonna...FUCK!" You didn't stop bobbing your head up and down. If anything, it only made you work faster. You felt his hands reach out to your shoulders, seemingly trying to push you away, but he wasn't trying very hard if that was the case. You refused to budge. "OHFUCKME," was the last thing he could mutter before his orgasm hit him, spilling his hot seed into your mouth. It was salty, but not unpleasant. You kept your mouth firmly on his cock as he rode out his high. You felt him soften in your mouth and you finally removed yourself from him with a *pop*. You caught some of his cum on your finger that had leaked from your mouth, licking it clean. Lucifer caught you doing so and buried his face in his hands.

“You’re going to kill me one of these days, darling,” he mumbled.

You chuckled, pulling his hands away to see his bright yellow eyes staring back at you. “I don’t think I have that kind of power!"

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you before," Lucifer sighed, "my wings are very...sensitive to say the least. I completely forgot about it until it was too late. I thought I could tough it out, but umm, that's clearly not what ended up happening. I didn't want you to think I was some maniac who couldn't control himself..."

You brought your hand up to his cheek, caressing it softly with your thumb. He closed his eyes and leaned into your touch. " You don't have to apologize to me, Luci, it's alright," you comforted. "Besides, seeing you so worked up is extremely hot!"

"Pfft!" Lucifer laughed, picking up on your attempt to lighten the mood. "Well, I'm glad you think so! I was dying the entire time in there!"

You smiled at him and got up from your kneeled position." Do you feel better now? Got it all out of your system?”

"Not quite," he breathed.

As if to take revenge from your stunt from earlier, Lucifer grabbed you by the hips and pulled you on top of him. "HEY!," you protested, but it was already too late; your cunt that's been aching for attention was now perfectly hovered over Lucifer's maniacal grin. Without warning, he pulled your legs down towards him and began to lick up your folds vigorously. His tongue attacking your clit with every lap he took. Your arms gave out almost immediately, forcing you onto your elbows to keep yourself propped up while the dirtiest moans filled the room. "Fuck...Fuck Luci, you feel s-so good...SHIT!," you cried out. His forked tongue worked at your sensitive nub relentlessly, causing the pit in your stomach to tighten. You weren't going to last much longer at this rate, he was too good and he knew it. Every time he ate you out, he always acted like a starving man who would never taste you again. It only took a few more nibbles at your clit before your walls spasmed uncontrollably, cumming hard against his tongue. He hummed in approval as he helped you ride out your orgasm, swallowing every drop of you. You managed to crawl away from him and plopped chest down on your mattress.

"You're insatiable, aren't you, Lucifer?," you teased, still trying to catch your breath.

"And you're irresistible, aren't you, my angel?" Lucifer joked back. He sat up straight against the pillows next to where your head laid. You couldn't help but notice that he was rock hard again. It filled you with pride to know just how much tasting you on his lips could illicit such a response. A thought popped into your head at that moment, your lips forming into a devious smile. You weren't going to let him have the last word. He was done for.

You pushed yourself up from your prone position and straddled Lucifer's lap, leaning down and crashing your lips into his. He moaned into your kiss, licking across your bottom lip, almost like he was begging you for access. You opened your mouth wide and felt his tongue slip past your lips, deepening your kiss. To his dismay, you pulled away from him, panting and breathless. You lined up your entrance with his cock, sinking down onto him in one quick motion. Both of you moaned at the sensation, feeling his cock twitch inside of you. Lucifer eagerly started to buck his hips into you, but you had other plans. You let the rest of your upper body weight fall onto his hips, rendering him immobile.

"Wh-what are you doing?," Lucifer whined as he tried desperately to rut up into you to no avail. "Please...please, need to move...."

You adored him in this state, begging and pleading for you to let him chase his release. "Teaching you a lesson," you grinned, shifting your hips every so slightly and making him bury his head into the crook of your neck.

"PLEASE! Please, I'll do anything!" Lucifer begged, his breathing becoming more and more labored. "Whatever you want!"

"I want you to promise me something, Luci," you cooed, placing your hand under his chin and lifting his head to meet your gaze. "Promise me that you'll come to me if you need help from now on. And in return, I'll promise you that I'll always be there whenever you need me. Do we have a deal?"

Tears welled up in his eyes at your words and the lack of stimulation. He buried his head into your chest, wrapping his arms around you. "YesyesyesIpromiseIpromiseIwill," he sobbed. You smiled and kissed the top of his head, his blond hair brushing against your face.

"That's my good boy," you praised. You decided to end his torment by lifting your hips and slamming back down on his cock at a break neck pace. His wanton moans went straight to your core, you knew another orgasm was fast approaching. He bucked his hips up into you, his cock hitting your G spot just right with every thrust.

"So close...sososoclose," Lucifer whimpered in your ear.

"L-Let go, baby," you choked out in your cock drunken state, "c-cum in me, Luci, pleasepleasePLEASE!"

Lucifer leaned down and bit into your shoulder, muffling his cries as it only took him a few more thrusts before spilling his seed into you. His bite pushed you over the edge as well, pulsating around his leaking cock. You both took a minute to come down from your highs, neither of you wanting to pull apart. At last, you pulled yourself up and out of Lucifer's lap and completely collapsed next to him. You reached over the edge of the bed and picked up the towel from earlier, handing it to Lucifer so he could clean himself up. You were about to fall asleep when you remembered something important.

"OH!," you shouted, startling Lucifer a little bit. "I almost forgot! I made you something!" You reached under your pillow where you had hid his gift from earlier. You pulled out a small duckling keychain with the words "My Little Duckling" beneath it. You passed it to Lucifer who cupped it in his hands, staring at it like it was made of diamonds.

"You...you made this...for me?," he stammered, completely enamored with his present. He clenched his fist around it and held it up to his heart. "I...I love it so much, darling! This is the best gift I've ever received! I'll cherish this forever! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" He pulled you in for the tightest hug he's ever given you while peppering small kisses all over your face. You giggled and managed to capture his lips before he could get another peck in.

"I'm really happy you like it," you smiled. "We'll figure out where you can hang it in the morning, yeah?"

"I'd love nothing more, my dear" Lucifer grinned. "But for now, let's get some sleep, shall we."

You nodded and yawned in agreement. You shifted yourself flush against Lucifer's chest, letting his arms wrap around you. You felt his tail wrap around you leg right before you lost consciousness, letting you know he would never let you go.

~~~~

IT'S FUCKING DONE BABY, LET'S GOOOOOOOO

[savannahsdeath]

Can you write about loser! inexperienced! ellie x fem dom reader

Love your writing

thank you bae<3

UNEXPERIENCED!ELLIE WILLIAMS X DOM!READER

mdni please<3

warnings: 18+!! smut wo plot.. the req says everything

writers note: im honestly used to writing dom!ellie but sometninf about this req made me want to do it idkidk😓 its short cuz its without any plot but enjoy!!🩷

ellie literally begged you for that. you couldn't say no, not when you could tell she's really ready.

"i'll show you how it's done first, 'kay?" you straddled on her hips, leaning down to kiss her.

she was nervous, like usually in your presence, so you tried to be as reassuring as possible.

you slowly moved down, your lips not leaving her body, as she kept on nodding.

you smiled at the sight. you didn't even start, and her flushed face made it look like you teased her for a long time already.

"nothing to be scared of." you whispered, getting into your final position. "i'll be gentle and slow, i promise."

ellie trembled and closed her eyes as your lips lightly brushed over her inner thighs.

you slowly moved your mouth across her quivering body, inching closer and closer to where you both knew she wanted you.

her mind felt like it was melting right there, and she could barely get the words out to tell you; 'i trust you.', but she hoped with all that she had that you knew how much she meant it.

ellie's legs quivered with anticipation as her heart pounded faster and faster. she tried to hold back from squirming too much as you worked your way towards the special spot you had promised to take care of. finally, your lips had reached her clit, and she let out a soft gasp of pleasure as you carefully kissed it.

she tried to tell you how good she felt with her words, but it was difficult to focus on anything except for the wave of sensations washing over her from where your lips gently caressed her.

your gentle touches were driving ellie nearly insane with pleasure. with just the feeling of your tongue, you had turned her into a quivering, mindless mess ready to give herself over completely. you knew that she enjoyed every second of it, but she was too lost in the moment to voice her thoughts and feelings.

she began gently pushing you down closer with each flutter of her hips, her legs wrapped tightly around you. she wanted to be as close as possible to you, wanting even more of what you were giving her.

you moved slightly downwards, now your thumb circling her clit as your tongue played with her entrance.

ellie felt her breath go out, and her eyes roll, as her body tried to soak up every gentle touch you gave her.

ellie tried to focus on keeping herself still as you continued to kiss her core, but the growing pleasure within her made it increasingly difficult not to move. as her legs began to fidget, you let out a deep, rumbling chuckle, reassuring her that she didn't need to be overly still.

her body seemed to be responding of its own accord, as her legs began to shift slightly back and forth, as did her hips, the sensation building and building the more it continued.

ellie's body shifted more intensely as she tried to get more of the feeling she was getting. you had to take a moment to gather yourself from having to hold back laughing at her obvious pleasure, as it seemed she was having a hard time controlling her movements, her body trembling against her will.

taking a moment, you placed your hands on her thighs and held her in place, your thumbs dancing along her skin as you let her move, though limiting it a bit. she seemed to settle down and breathe slower as you did, though her legs still moved a bit against your grip. her eyes opened and closed in rhythm syncing with her little whimpers.

"just relax and enjoy it." you advised, the smirk obvious in your face.

[anaconamor]

jude and you being childhood bestfriends but your parents are also super close. Your parents always suspecting yous both like each other and constantly teasing yous about it. But you’ve both been dating for a like a year in secret cos yous both don’t know how to tell your parents and one day they just find out cuz they come home u expectedly when you and Jude are cuddling and everyone’s just all so happy for yous 💗

- your writing is amazing btw x

thank you lovely, means so much! 😣🤍

“we should tell them soon… my mom has become very suspicious of me lately. she followed me to the grocery store! the grocery store jude!” you laughed, feeling as he chuckled on top of you. “do you think we did wrong in not telling them? well besides jobe because he got us here in the first place…” you wandered off asking, jude’s head coming up to stare at you.

“i personally don’t think so baby. look at us, a year strong, and so many memories spent together. i wouldn’t change it for the world, because it means i have you all to myself,” jude says softly, while your finger fixes his brow that had been messed up. “they would understand. both of our families. they know how stressful and hard our jobs are, so who can blame us?”

“nobody.”

“exactly my love. how did you want to tell them?” jude asked, snuggling closer to you and placing kisses all over your chest. you laughed and tried to sway away but with his bigger frame he pinned you down. “i was thinking of just telling them today, maybe at dinner or when we play games?”

“whatever you decide i’m right there,” jude replied, falling asleep in less then 10 minutes.

while you hated being separated from jude, he unfortunately had to go back to his house to get ready. you slipped into a dark red dress and left down, your hair parted to your preference, making sure to apply a red lip and gold jewelry. the heels made you look taller which is what you wanted.

after grabbing the cupcakes and chocolate covered strawberries, you and your family were headed out to his house were you’d host christmas. you greeted everyone, asking how they were a wishing them a merry christmas eve.

jude almost choked on his drink as he saw you walk in. he was in a trance, his eyes roaming up and down your body, his lips and throat becoming dry at your figure. for a second he got slightly jealous as he observed you talk to one of his moms friend son, which clearly he took a liking.

he scrunched his brows and cleared throat, his mom coming next to him, “you okay jude? y/n looks so pretty doesn’t she,” his mom taunted his head more to which jude snickered. “she always looks beautiful mom,” he did his attempted wink, and walked over to the living room leaving her with a brow raised.

a warm and larger palm touched your shoulder, making you jump, and look down shyly as you stood next to jude. “hi max, you good?” jude pursed, clearly bothered by the interaction which left you confused.

before max respond could respond, jude cut him off “thats good, gonna borrow this one really quick,” he pulled you aside to the kitchen where it was alone. your heels clicked on the grown still holding the cupcakes. “jude slow down,” you warned him.

as you set the tray down, jude double checked the doorway, and strides to where you were. you giggled at his pout and frown. “it was driving me insane. you talking to him? while you look so sexy in this dress? jesus it’s gonna drive me crazy all night. you look beautiful darling,” jude rambled, his hands roaming your sides and placed firmly on your ass.

“thank you baby, you look handsome yourself,” although you were still wearing heels, you had to lean up, and jude lean down to catch your lips in a quick kiss, that then turned into three pecks, “i left lipstick all over your lips jude,” you tried to wipe it away but two gasps had you standing still.

“WE KNEW IT! OH MY GOSH! ITS A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE!” said your mom, her hands covering her mouth as she smiled huge. jude’s mom just smirked and walked over to the two of you, “care to explain jude?”

jude still had lipstick on his lips, which made you laugh as your wrapped your hand on his right bicep and muscles. his cheeks slightly went red, embarrassed at being caught, “well we’ve been dating for a year… and she’s the woman i’m gonna marry,” he said confidently.

“A YEAR? YOUVE BEEN DATING FOR A YEAR? john grab my glass this is worth to celebrate,” your mom fanned her face dramatically before joining jude’s mom next to her. they have the two of you warm and tight hugs, scolding you for keeping it hidden for so long.

“we’re so happy for the two of you, i’m glad the two of you found each other and are able to start a relationship! we love you guys,” his mom said. after a quick conversation, jude pulled you into the bathroom, he took a quick selfie of his marked red lips and posted it onto his story, captioning it with “merry christmas to all 🤍🎄”

you cleaned his lips and tried to remove every red mark. walking back out to being faced with everyone looking at you, the two of you chuckled nervously, jude’s hand finding home with yours as everyone continued to stare.

“congratulations on finally making it officially,” jobe teased everyone cheering, which made you hide your face onto his chest.

[forbebeandjam]

ONE SIDED | Bada Lee x Fem Reader | angst

Summary: you didn’t think falling for Bada would be so hard. (You as Lusher)

Word Count: 761

Warnings: pretty sad and angsty. Might be a bit cringe

A/N: might make a part 2 with a less angst feel but idk yet. It will have to be in wip cuz the holidays are driving me insane…

“I hate him…”

-

One-sided love.

That's what you felt. Of course, you never meant to fall for your dance teacher. You weren't even the kind of person that falls in love easily but there you were.

In the middle of the dance studio watching Bada filming a dance video in the far corner. You took a deep breath and shook your thoughts. You group meme we were soon to be arriving and you needed to focus for your comeback.

Bada was in charge of the full choreography since your group was advanced in the dance aspect so you got to see her every day.

And day after day you would greet her with a bright smile. You would give her a towel and water bottle to dry her sweat. It was evident to everyone that you were head over heels for the tall dancer. She would always smile sweetly and gravitate towards you when tired or sad.

She would place her chin on your shoulder or rest her head on your lap as you braided her hair. She would dry your sweat softly.

You could tell you had become some sort of comfort to the tall girl, and she never tried to hide it. You were the first one she would greet and the first one she would go to at the end of every practice.

And you... You loved it.

Her sweet eyes were enchanting. The way they would glow with passion when dancing melted all of you. Her big yet soft hands on your waist, when correcting your posture, feel like heaven on earth. The way she would lick her lips in the middle of her analyzing the dance would drive you insane.

It was killing you slowly and eating you up. Your emotions were too strong to hide sometimes and you were scared. But then she would simply bust your bubble.

"Thank you, cutie," she would say. Or "You are such an amazing friend," you could see she only looked at you as a dumb kid who was her student and friend. Nothing else.

"Ouch... maybe you should confess. It might help get rid of the feeling, you know? I heard she is single but has many, many people after her, so act quickly. Who knows? You might actually pull at her heartstrings with a heart like yours,” one of your members said.

That's all it took for you to build the courage to confess to Bada. So you got to work. You bought her favorite jelly snacks, wrote her a letter, and practiced your words.

The day finally arrived. You wore your best dance practice outfit and styled your hair. You gathered your bag and quietly headed out of the dorm at five in the morning since that was the time Bada would arrive at the studio to practice.

You spotted her in the room warming up and smiled. Your heart was beating faster every second, and your heart was doing flips. As soon as you entered the room, you spotted another figure walking toward her.

In a matter of seconds, your heart was shattered. You knew you could never form any kind of romantic relationship so why did it hurt so much to see his lips on hers?

You felt pain in your chest and gripped it tightly dropping the candy that was in your hand with a loud gasp.

This caused Bada to turn to you with wide eyes and you...

Well, you ran away. There wasn't much you could do. You couldn't even breathe properly and you hated yourself for falling in love with someone who was so out of reach from you.

Bada tried to run after you but was held back by the other figure. She bent down to pick up whatever you had dropped and saw the note. She opened it and inside she was greeted with your handwriting.

"I will always want what's best for you"

Tears formed in her eyes and she sighed. She knew she couldn't do anything to make you feel better except give you some space. She knew how you felt a while back and she knew your heart was broken so she didn't want to make things worse because she did love you.

Maybe not in the way she would like to but she loved you.

And days passed. You and Bada went back to the friendship you had before, talking, laughing, hanging out.

However, behind your bright smile, you hid great pain knowing Bada belonged to someone else. Someone you hated for taking away your love...

Thank you for reading🩵

[alyssas-personal-diary]

brothers

currently thinking about how a lot of spn watchers are probably married and have kids cause personally the show first came out a year before i was even born sorry 💔 anyways here’s a fic i may or may not be putting on ao3 cuz i don’t like it all that well but might as well post it anyways becuase um.. no one is gonna stop me !

summary: in deans dreams, things are different

You were brothers. That’s what you were. Brothers who occasionally slept in the same bed. Brothers who shared clothes. Brothers who shared longing glances and yearning touches. Brother. Really great brothers.

You’d almost feel bad for Sam. But you were family. So what was there to look back on? It was friendly. All your interactions were friendly and it didn’t go beyond that.

In your dreams, his head would lie on your lap as you drove and you would stroke his hair and everything would be right in the world. In your dream, you would be more. It’d be more than sleeping in the same bed and it’d be more than just glances. You would never utter a word to anyone about how it went down in your dreams.

In your dreams, he laughs and smiles, displays his canines with a bright flash of white, a hint of yellow if you really squinted. He would mutter an ‘I told you so’ and you didn’t particularly know what he was telling you. Maybe he was poking and prodding, telling you to speak, telling you it’ll be okay. “I told you so. I told you’ll be alright.” Or maybe he was just being mean. “I told you so. I told you this would never work. I told you to keep your mouth shut.” Maybe it was him trying to convince you to just do it, ‘I told you so! I told you so!’ Maybe he wasn’t even speaking to you at all. Maybe it was your subconscious. But you wanted to think it was really him as he stood over your bed and whispered words in your ear as he thought you were sleeping.

You wondered what Sam would do if he knew what happened when you shut your eyes. You wondered if maybe he’d shout at you. “We can’t do that! You’re insane! Brothers! I don’t want you like that, don’t talk to me!” Maybe he’d hold you and whisper sweet nothings. Or maybe he’d tell you off kindly. “Oh.. we can’t.. you know we can’t, that’s wrong. We’re family, I’m your brother, baby, we can’t.”

But whatever he would say, whatever he would do, you held onto your dreams. All your dreams were about you and him. You could see him, could hear him breathing, watch as his chest rises and falls with each slow breath. You would drive together and you could feel his heart beating out of his chest and you would fall asleep together and you wouldn’t be just brothers. You would try to catch your breath and you swore you couldn’t breathe. Take a shower and take a breath and watch through the crack in the door as he disposes of his clothes and lies atop the bedspread. You would lie next to him and you would watch him as he silently laughs at whatever plays on TV. You would think of how the TV light makes him look all kinds of funny colors and how it makes the yellow in his teeth stand out. You think you shouldn’t be thinking of this at all or paying attention to any of this and you would take your second shower of the night and you would learn to breathe again.

In your dreams, your limbs tangled together, your breaths mixing together, fogging up your vision and you’re reminded it’s just a dream.

You and Sam were family. You were really amazing brothers who shared a bed and shared clothes and shared glances and touches. Share, share, share. Did Sam share your dreams? Was it like some sort of communal bathroom type situation? Maybe it was a shared delusion, that type of thing.

Or maybe you were just insane. You were brothers, bottom line. You couldn’t ruin that. You’d find comfort in what wasn’t reality because you couldn’t have it. Really great brothers.

[lacrimosathedark]

PSA for Tim Drake Fanfic Writers

There's this thing I see in a lot of Tim fics that always has me immediately closing the fic. And I think it may be that people just aren't as obsessive about info as me and don't know, so I thought I'd make a little informational post.

Tim's mother was dead before he was officially accepted as Robin.

I see so many fics with Tim being around people like Conner and Stephanie and his mom is alive, when he wouldn't have been anywhere near meeting them. It drives me insane. So let me give you the rundown on Tim's start.

So, we all know A Lonely Place of Dying, right? Where Tim tracks Dick down to Haly's Circus, attempts to demand he return as Robin, gets taken to Wayne Manor, and when Batman and Nightwing get tangled up with Two-Face he becomes Robin to save them.

You may also know that Bruce refused to have another child in the field with him without intensive training over the course of several months.

During this training, an arc known as Rite of Passage, Jack and Janet Drake are kidnapped in Haiti by a...probably problematic villain called Obeah Man. He nearly kills them both, but Batman does get there to save them...only for Janet to accidentally drink poison and die and Jack to suffer severe nerve damage and drop into a coma.

This is why Tim could get away with a whole overseas training arc after that. His dad was comatose and his mom was dead. Bruce became his temporary legal guardian.

He also meets and ends up teaming up with Lady Shiva during this overseas training adventure. She's also the one who gave him his collapsible bo staff. And just for the record, she continually goaded Tim into killing her, as she is wont to do. Tim clearly didn't kill her, but he did defeat her in combat. So give my boy some respect for his skills please.

Hell, he knew Jean-Paul Valley before he knew Stephanie. Knightfall, when Bane famously broke Bruce's back, came before the introduction of Spoiler and Cluemaster.

And then Jack Drake is awake from his coma by the time Tim has met Bart, which was also before he met Kon.

Just...if Tim's Robin, his mom is dead, okay? Totally fair to make an AU because canon is wackadoo already but please label it cuz AUs are cool so long as I know that's what it is and if it's not labelled my brain decides the writer doesn't know what they're talking about and I can't read it even if it's one of the highest rated fics in my search and it causes me great pain because I NEED CONTENT 😭

Thank you for coming to my Tim Talk.

[ero-heart]

Ok imagine main 4 meeting a retired!sheriff!reader but reader is a parent that's from Texas.

Reader was traveling to get to California with their two kids but the main 4 crash into your car since they thought you were sheriff as you try to defend your kids from them.

Let’s get into some action babyyy!! I actually don’t know how to write action very well so bear with me,, I hope you all enjoy it tho!

Also reader has a ex that shares custody with you cuz I need lore

Also your kids call you “wawa” as a gender neutral term for a parent and you WILL like it, wawa.

Cw: road accidents, violence, guns, mentions of orphaning

ROAD-TRIP

(Main 4 + retired sheriff reader)

(Mainly platonic but if you want to interpret as the start of something you are free to do so 😳)

You were driving home after picking up your kids from their mom, glad to find them safe and sound. Not because their mother was someone terrible but because the place she lived in was so dangerous, it’s considered the most unlivable state in the entirety of the US. Insane murder machines on the loose, zed outbreaks, multiple gangs and bandits that could take your life away if so pleased them (and their stomachs), not mentioning the GOL3MS,,, MAGS!!!! That was Nevada. Their mother is a fighter, she could protect them but if you had problems protecting lives as a sheriff OUTSIDE of Nevada, you feared that your ex might commit the same mistakes as you did. You don’t know how the sheriff over there has been keeping up, he did open a organization to help find resources for the citizens to survive, but it looks like the same shithole as always since Nexus first and second downfall.

The twins were sleeping right now, you take a deep breath, they were safe and there was nothing to worry about. You try and keep focus on the road, feeling a little sleepy, you should make a stop for some coffee, maybe the kids were hungry. As you were reaching for your map to find the closest roadside diner to your location, a truck pulled up beside you, you looked over to find a rifle pointed at you. You immediately hit the breaks, making your car out of shot as it fired.

“What was that wawa?”

You jolted as one of your kids asked, now awake.

“Nothing hon, nothing”

A loud “shit” could be heard at a distance and the truck took a heavy turn, now driving quickly at your direction.

“FF- DUCK,, duck duck duck duck”

You started driving backwards before turning the car around. You couldn’t believe you caught the attention of some psychos. Only in Nevada.

“Who are those??”

Your second kid asked as he looked through the back window.

“ERICK GET DOWN!!”

They immediately got back into their sit as you drove as fast as you could. But it was in vain, your perpetrators tailed your car, making you all jolt. Steps could be heard from the car’s ceiling, your face went pale when you saw it. Peeking upside down at your window, was the most dangerous man of Nevada. You frowned and drove your car in circles, trying to get Hank off of it as your kids whooped and cheered. But Hank kept persistent, he managed to break your window, the shards sticking on your skin as he squeezed himself into the car and wrestled you. Now, laying between the two car sits, you couldn’t see the road as this gigantic man tried to choke you.

“FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!!”

“YOU CAN GET THEM WA!!”

Your boys cheered you, you didn’t knew what to do to keep your babies from being orphaned. Like HELL you were keeping them alone with this psychopath. Wawa bear mode kicked in as you tried to kick this guy. But nothing seemed to make an affect on him, it was like he was a literal wall. He got closer to you and said,

“Harder.”

“UGHH FUCK OFF!!”

Hank laughed as the boys “ooooed” at your naughty word, you wanted to smash this guy’s head so bad. But Hank was at advantage, he pried his hands off of him and grabbed your throat. Your eyes widened, it looked like everything was in slow mo. You could feel the car moving wobbly, the sweat on your head, your hat falling off of your head and the breath of the man on top of you. You looked him deep in the eyes, you knew you had no escape, you couldn’t even scream for your kids to look away, his hands held you tight, with no space for words. Suddenly, Hank looses his grip, he looked at you closer.

“Huh..”

As you coughed and gasped for air, your boy spoke.

“Hey wawa lemme help you!”

A loud bang sound could be heard, the bullet traversed the car’s ceiling.

“MY PISTOL DODO HOW-“

The car hit a stop sign.

You only managed to stay in place because Hank was on top of you, your kids were saved by the sit belts, Hank was fine apparently. Right after that you were engulfed by airbags. Everything was quiet until you heard a vehicle stopping right beside you. Hank opened the car door and brought you by the back of your head with him, seat belt and all despite your protests.

“Hay Hank! You got hi-“

You were shoved in front of a guy, who looked just as confused as you.

“Does this look like the sheriff to you?”

“Uhhh”

The man pounders, still looking at you, his breath smelled strongly of cigarettes.

“Uhhh..yes?”

“You stupid fuck.”

Hank huffs as he drops you to the ground, tou slid on the ground, still connected to the seat belt, another man comes and whacks the visor guy’s head.

“You shithead, how did you fuck this up??”

“Tch you agreed it was him too!”

“You are insufferable.”

You freed yourself from the belt, and run to see your kids. When you opened their door, you could only see wide eyed balls of energy.

“This. Was. AMAZING!!!!!”

“CAN WE CRASH THE CAR AGAIN????”

As you attended to your children, the three men were discussing with each other how bad they fucked up. Sanford turns to see their accidental victim hugging their hyper kids and their now destroyed car, he feel a pang on his heart.

“Hey you think we should help them?”

“No.”

Sanford rolls his eyes at Hank.

“Like, we did terrorize this whole family and broke down their car”

“Nuh uh, that was Deimos”

“Hey!! First of all it was you who caused all the physical damages!”

Deimos retorted.

“That bump on the back side of their car does not look like my doing.”

Sanford ignored his coworker’s bickering and approached the family.

“Hey uhh, sorry for causing all of this trouble we kinda thought you were someone else.”

You only looked at him, face full of glass shards, neck bruised, heavy eye bags. You just looked at him. Sanford sighs before adding.

“Look uhh, you were close to the bother, you were planning on leaving huh? Look, your car in this condition can not get you anywhere,”

“No shit.”

“Yea heheh…” this is awkward damn “look we can get you a ride to the place you came from, we can get you a mechanic too to fix up your car! You seem like you need a fix too! We have a almost trustful medic back at our base that can help you!”

You take a deep breath, there wasn’t nothing you could really do anymore, trusting these freaks might be a bad idea. But if their intention was really to kill you, they would already have done so. You relented.

You were now on the back of the truck with the most hunted man of Nevada and your kids playing around with some boxes. The two men you learned were Sanford and Deimos, were on the front driving and blasting some popular 2000’s rock band. Yea you can’t wait for this day to be over.

“There you go! As good as new~”

You were now patched up by the S.Q’s doctor, M.D Skinner. You thanked him for helping you and also checking up your kids. Walking around, you find the trio with another person, they seem like they are being scolded.

“So let me get this straight. You followed the wrong guy, to the BORDERS OF NEVADA, crashed their car, now promised to pay the mechanic too?”

They all stay quiet, the only one disinterested was Hank.

“You already lost enough resources, i better find sheriff’s head on that table THIS WEEKEND, we need that money. Especially now. I won’t help with the debt you put yourselves on.”

The man turns around and walks almost straight onto you, he stops himself before anything happens.

“Ah so it’s you, I suppose you heard the conversation, I hope you don’t take it personally.”

“Eh, I actually understand.”

“Hmhum, I apologize for the trouble my men caused. Do you have anywhere to stay?”

“My ex actually live close by, we are in good terms, she can come pick me up.”

“Well that’s good, we will provide you a cellphone for you to contact them.”

You thank him and wait as you observe your boys climbing Deimos like a playground.

[lonesplashy]

Ok I see ppl on Tumblr talking Abt how much they liked the final episodes but honestly I was severely underwhelmed by the fionna and cake ending. If you don't want to see me just list out everything I like and dislike and why according to my arbitrary personal preferences scroll now.

The second half of the fight with scabby was meh and repetitive. At least the gumlee was cute. Fionna is still the bestest even if her final fight kinda sucked. I love her dearly and I hope she is living her best life.

The lack of Ooo Marceline in the end was literally so disappointing too I wish we could've seen her again at SOME point.

And just in general the ending felt really rushed, I feel like if they had some more episodes to work with it would've been a lot smoother.

Simons pov was just so severely underwhelming, it just felt like filler to me.

I literally didn't care if it was going to be happy or sad ending for Simon as long as it made me feel things like the last couple of episodes did but it just felt totally flat. It didn't really feel like an ending at all. I wouldn't even mind the breakup angle they took under normal circumstances if it wasn't for the fact he like. Literally spent 12 years basically being in a constant mental breakdown, and a thousand years before that subconsciously searching for her, and her literally driving herself to insanity and becoming golb to keep him safe, but wow suddenly everything's chill cuz he played a video game. Ok. Simon just realized that whoops he didn't always take Betty's feelings into account and they parted ways.

And I will repeat: I DO NOT MIND THE BREAK UP ANGLE. IT MAKES SENSE OBJECTIVELY. HOWEVER. IT FEELS LIKE THERE WAS LIKE. TWO MINUTES OF THOUGHT PUT INTO IT. DEFINITELY NOT SUPER HEARTSTRINGS PULLING TO ME. DO NOT GET IN MY COMMENTS BEING WELL ACTKULLY THIS IS JUST ME COMPLAINING ABOUT CARTOONS.

I liked the golbetty in the bus and the golbetty statue. I could bs something about them going their separate ways on a journey the other can't go on and insert trigun quote here about how the ticket to the future is always blank but I just really like golbetty. She's great shes monsterous she's perfect.

Just in general Simon and Betty felt off to me during the final episodes, I can't really put my finger on it but they just felt weird. I'm sure Betty's been doing a lot of thinking in the void and all but it still fell to the left of them I think. The whole time I was watching I was just like. Hm.

Edit: got it. Betty has always been wanting to keep Simon thinking about her. Always. With AI Betty head she flat out said "I knew it would drive you crazy but at least you'd always be thinking about me" and it's like a core thing she does stuff for the Dramatics. While you can argue she's been doing a lot of thinking in the void and matured because of it she's also been a goddess of CHAOS. If anything she's gonna go more loony rather than more mature.

Not to sound like a doomed crazy yuri enthusiast but there are literally no normal or healthy actions you can take after literally becoming a god for someone.

Maybe I'm just too committed to the bit but I'm a solid believer that if you start a weird fucked up path you gotta end on a weird fucked up note. Although the severe disappointment of nothing happening is probably the most fucked up thing they could do to me.

Ik it's supposed to be some sometimes life doesn't give you a tidy ending stuff but also this is fiction I get enough fuck yous like this from reality and ignored job applications I want my fuck yous from fiction to be not sadly vague. Or at least better written.

At least Simon's in therapy. About time.

And the little emoticons he's using in his phone. :)

Do feel free to put your own opinions in on whether you liked or disliked the ending just play nice 🤙

[scribble-dribble-writes]

hellu,

another request for ya (cuz I adore ur writing):

Modern!Doctor!Obi-Wan x fem!reader where he had a patient (a woman) and he wasnt able to safe her and he saw her husband mourning the loss of his wife. (As he gets home later that night, he sees his wife in the kitchen preparing his dinner and just like wraps her up in his arms -> just an idea u can change that part.) He is like really traumatised from what happened at work ( that he couldnt help the woman, the man mourning the loss of his wife, scared to lose reader too) and reader comforts him.

I just want a bit of angsty fluff and reader comforting Obi and Obi being taken care of etc.

Lotsss of loveee

Thank you for the ask! It was a delight to write it and brought out all the feels 😩

Hope you enjoy it 💖

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Memorize it

You placed the plate in front of him but his mind was elsewhere. You could tell by how hesitant he was to pick up the butter knife and the small quiver as he held it, that he hid from you. Something wasn't right. It was all over his face, it was as though he had seen a ghost, his tight lipped smile, his foot tapping anxiously, it was all unlike him. Before you turned away to grab your plate, you slid your hand across his shoulder hoping to ease him but he bristled under your touch and then relaxed. He took in slow breaths, his hand overlapped yours as your gave it a gentle squeeze.

It must have been an incident at work, it wasn't easy being the wife of a doctor, most cases his patient's worry became his and in days like these, it was most likely that he had met with a loss. Those incidents shook him and he would often go away to his office or spend time alone to register and process it all. Instead today, he clung to you. He hadn't said much but his eyes conveyed enough.

"You know I love you right.", he stated suddenly as he sat back in his chair, his food left untouched.

"Yes and I love you.", you held his hand as you creased your brows with worry, his eyes were frantic but he only shook his head.

Obiwan's heart was palpitating and he knew all the answers to why it was doing so. He adjusted his glasses, as he reached to hold your hands. He didn't want to let go, he didn't want to eat, his stomach churched in a way he felt he was in a plane crash. He knew the reason behind that too. He was a doctor, he knew how many times the heart should beat for it to constitute a proper pulse, but he felt clueless when it came to what his heart felt. Because the feelings he held now felt vast like the ocean.

He pushed away from his seat, lost for words as he embraced you, wrapping his arms tight around your torso. Placing his head on your chest as his knees hit the floor, his ear caught the steady rhythm of your heart as he squeezed his eyes shut. The uncertainty of the life a person leads, the helpless feeling knowing he can't protect you from everything took over to orchestrate the noise in his head.

He saw that woman again but except in her place it was you, laying in front of him hoping he might be able to save you but he couldn't. And he imagined holding you like the lady's husband did as he cried silent tears and all Obiwan could muster his courage was to turn and walk away. Because how could he envision his life without you. This house would lose its warmth, he'd chase strangers who wore brown boots or a pale yellow cardigan, the sight of brunettes would drive him insane and he would crave your touch only for him to be greeted by the cold breeze. He could not. He could not even think of a life like that.

So instead of shedding those tears too late, he shed them now.

"I love you. I need you to know it, memorize it, because I know I don't say it often.", he cried and his tears touched your skin. You stroke his hair as you held him close and let him say everything that he had tried to hold back.

"I saw how it broke him when I told him the news. Losing his wife made me want to turn and run back home just so I can hear you sing in the kitchen. I know this is childish of me but I -

You engulf him in a hug, pushing away the chair to meet him as he stood on his knees.

"I know you love me, Obiwan.", you tucked your chin in the crook of his neck as you felt his little wheeze and soft sobs.

"You don't have to say it often because you show it and exercise it so frequently I never have to doubt it.", you braced him as though that was your purpose, to shield him from the weight of the world.

"You're not going to lose me.", you whispered and felt him exhale, reassuring him as you stroked his back.

"I'm not going to let go of you that easily.", you chuckled when you heard him hum and you could finally sit on the carpet floor next to him.

"Good.", he gave out a muffled laugh as he pulled away. His blue eyes had turned red around the edges, his hair was a mess, his cheeks were flushed and you couldn't help but lean in and kiss him.

No one had worried about you enough to even contemplate a world without you in it. But he did it and rejected it. And that's how you knew, he meant it when he said he loved you.

His hands found the skin of your waist, that the very touch of your warmth was the medicine for his state.

"You need to have your dinner first, before you can kiss me again.", you said it the way he read his prescriptions.

"Yes, doctor.", he smiled as he stood up to go get a glass of water.

But you follow him and the moment he stopped by the sink, you hugged him from behind.

Because you could never think of it too, a world without him in it.

[straykids-97]

Babe!! You can't just end it there! I need more, it was so good!

What would happen when mc finally does come home? When it's late at night and they can be together and Seonghwa can bask in the readers scent all he wishes?

Just, you know. Decisions 🤷‍♀️

Hahahahaaaaaaaah. Alright alright, I suppose I shan’t tease…

Seonghwa hard thought 💭✍🏻

Your phone buzzes with a message. You pause shrugging on your jacket to see what Seonghwa messaged you.

When will you be home angel? I miss you…

You smile at his words, and hastily shove your arms into your jacket and reply.

Soon. Heading home now 🫶🏻

You see that he reads the message, but he doesn’t bother with replying. Sometimes you wonder if Seonghwa knows how to properly text, or if he knows that there’s such a thing as read receipts. Either way, it amuses you as you climb into the taxi to head home for the weekend.

You slide up to the door, fumbling your keys as you desperately try to get the door unlocked. Knowing that Seonghwa typically doesn’t use the front door, you knew it would still be locked. He says it’s dangerous to use the front door, other vampires would scent him and discover that he’s been in and out of your home, putting you in danger. If he enters through the back, it’s more unassuming and makes it look like he’s just passing through.

Seonghwa normally tells you when he’s coming over, or so you thought. You hear the dryer running, making you pause. You know there’s no way that it should be running as you would have had no time to do it yourself and even if you did, it wouldn’t be running 10 hours later. “Seonghwa?” You call into the quiet house, “Are you here?” You hear him hum from what sounds like the living room, and you saunter toward the sound of his voice. “Hwa, why did you break into my house?”

“It’s not breaking in when you’ve invited me in already.” He reminds you. You take a moment to see that he’s gently folding your clothes into neat little piles, his eyes focused on his work. “You scared me.” You grumble tossing your keys and bag into the recliner and hurrying to his side. He hums, “Sorry, angel.” Seonghwa still doesn’t look at you as he continues his diligent work. “You don’t have to do my clothes, Hwa. I can do them later-“

“I want to.” He replies, a little too quickly you think. You narrow your eyes at him. “Why?” He hear him sigh, “You’re always so busy. And I’m not.”

“Liar.” You sing-song. “What’s the real reason?”

“Your house is a mess.” He says, slowly putting a pair of your panties on the neat stack a few feet away on the coffee table. You turn his chin to look at you, his eyes blazing that familiar red color. “What’s the matter?” You ask, worry filling your stomach. Seonghwa was a nervous cleaner, so whenever he got stressed he tended to clean or tidy up. “Nothing. I came by cuz I missed you and it was dirty so I was just giving you a hand by cleaning up a little.” He shrugged. You would have believed him if it weren’t for him averting his gaze.

“Seonghwa,” you breathe. He finally sighs, “honest. I was just cleaning… but then all I could smell was you. I nearly went into a frenzy and showed up to your job.” He finally admits. “I thought cleaning would help. But your goddamned panties are not helping.” He wads up a pair of your lacy panties and leans back into the couch, dangling them by a finger. You watch in a mixture of awe and desire as he holds them up to his nose, letting out a soft groan. His eyes are closed as he inhales your scent. “Out of all the places and all your clothes, your panties hold your scent the strongest.” He reveals.

After a few moments, you finally gather the courage, “Whys that?” His eyes lazily open and find your face. “Because, your desire, your wetness,” he leans forward, knocking over the clothes on his lap as he presses you into the couch, “your cum is soaked into the very fibers of the cloth. It’s potent. It drives me insane.” He bares his sharp teeth at you, making you gasp. Heat filled your body as his hand ghosted between your legs. “Shall I give a presentation?”

You find yourself pressed into the arm of the couch, dripping sweat. Seonghwa had ripped your clothes off and discarded them around your couch. The only thing left on your body was the panties you were wearing.

Your mind was blank; the only thing on it was how Seonghwa perfectly molded into you. It was like his cock was made just for you. You bit the armrest, a stifled moan escaping into the fabric, causing Seonghwa to moan. His lithe fingers found your swollen clit, “One more, Angel. Just one more and I’ll let you rest. I just want one more.” He purrs, his free hand slapping your ass and returning to your hip to hold you prisoner as he brought you to the brink of yet another orgasm.

Seonghwa didn’t know what smelled best; your dripping cunt or your sweat mixed with his.

Chiefs kiss 🤌🏼

��️straykids-97

[askmadcomcrew]

If you could go back and change anything that youve done, or didn't do, what would it be?

Hank: Nothing at all. Can't change the past, no point in it. You just screw it up worse.

Sanford: Well, I mean, lotsa stuff, but...I guess for somethin' more recent, I wouldn't let that damn Engineer split me n' Deimos up. I don't care if it means I woulda gotten killed too, at least we woulda done it together.

Deimos: Listen to Sanford when he tells me to be more attentive, I guess. I don't like admitting when he's right, but he did always say not watchin' my back woulda got me killed one day.

Doc: There is little point in changing the past. The consequences of such an action on its own could be dire. But changing the future is much more realistic, and feasible.

Tricky: CLOWN HAS NO REGRETS!!! WELL, I DO HAVE ONE, AND THAT'S NOT EMBRACING THE CLOWN SOONER, POOR OL' DR. HOFNARR WAS SUCH A WIMP. HE'S A LOT HAPPIER NOW!!!! HAHAAHAHA

Jeb: I would have killed Phobos earlier, and perhaps I could have prevented Dr. Hofnarr's descent into insanity. Had I known the future and my fate, I never would have allied myself with the Auditor and simply destroyed him when I had the chance. I could have prevented many things, saved more lives, if only I had knew what was to come.

Crackpot: Simple, I would have embraced the art of Buoyancy sooner. I wasted so much time fraternizing with those lowlives Hofnarr and Christoff when I know I was destined for greatness.

Sheriff: I wouldn't 'a hit that damn button on the friggin' Improbability Drive. I look up at that red sky, red as blood. I look up n' I think...It was me who caused alla that. I pressed the damn button 'cuz I was such a coward. 'Cuz I was too afraid to stand m' ground n' die like a man. Now look at the mess we're in.

Phobos: I would have gutted that traitorous Christoff and paraded him through Nexus City by his entrails.

Auditor: I've known everything I must do since the beginning. Everything is clearly laid out before me. There are detractors and agents of chaos that wish to dismantle me, but they will not deter my efforts. I know that it is fate that has sent me down this path. My brothers are too blind to see it, but that's only because it was not their purpose to. The past is irrelevant, is it only what's happening now that matters.

[stillthe1]

for the fluffy prompts, may I ask 6 and 9? you choose the pairing darling👀💖💖

ps

I LOVE YOU💖

HI. HI GI BABY. i made you a wlw maxiel special for you. your favorite lesbians are following ur prompts, dancing and making bets together.

nsfw cuz i always end up here. [points at horny jail]

Maxine didn’t know what kind of alcohol was in her cup. She only knew how hard it was hitting her and how hearing She Wolf by Shakira made her feel alive. 

The blue lights at the club danced across Dani, hitting her in all the right angles; her hips, her curls, her nose, and fucking christ.

Maxie didn’t need a constant reminder hangin’ around, flaunting all that bare skin at her. She already knew how in love she was with Dani effing Ricciardo. She knew that no one would compare to her, to the smile that Dani seemed to save for her, for that honking laugh that follows her around since her start on Formula One.

No one could compare to her girl.

Not even her fuck buddies or random fucks. Her only will always be her. No matter how Charlotte rolls her eyes at Max whenever she talks and talks about Dani, or how Mick makes fun of how in love she is.

It all fades away as she looks at Dani, the bitch, moving her hips to the music and enjoying the looks of everyone in awe of her. Dani knew she was looking, clearly, but it was fine. No one could ever look away from her. 

Max takes a step toward Dani and finds her halfway there. She smiles brightly at Max, skin wet with sweat and making her crop top cling more to her boobs. 

Dani looked even hotter up close, and the smell of her cologne and body lotion all mixed up with sweat made Max dizzy. She will blame everything on it. And the alcohol. 

“Daniii. Wanna dance with me?” She looks up from her eyelashes innocently, and for good measure, tilts her head to the side, showing her strong neck to Dani. “Pretty please?”

She takes pleasure in watching her one true love blush at the sight of her, as submissive as Max would ever be. Always a bit more around her, following her lead at every chance she gets.

“It would be my pleasure, dear Maxie. But… are you sure you can take this, honey?” The infamous Ricciardo smirk is back on Dani’s lips, and Max can’t help but tremble a bit.

Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck.

“I can. I can take it all.” Dani’s eyes darken at that, and Max takes it as a win. Well. In for a penny, in for a pond. “Maybe we can make it a bet? Whoever gets more… horny… loses.”

Max sells the deal with a charming laugh, winking right at Dani. She will win this, no matter what. If she has to play dirty, she will. Not that it would be a sacrifice for her.

“Deal. Fuckin’ deal, Maxie.”

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Dani doesn’t understand how she could be this fucking stupid. Who in their right mind made a bet about this? Who in their right mind would bet against Maxine Verstappen?

This was hell. This was heaven. Both and neither at the same time.

Max was grinding against Dani in a dirty, dirty way and Dani will die right here. In an unknown club across Europe, packed with other drivers and fans alike. 

She had always assumed her death will be Max’s fault, anyway. And now, with the perfect view of Maxie’s ass pressed to Dani’s pussy, moving in circular motions, she felt like the world was about to implode. Nothing made sense, and life was fucking great. 

“Fucking hell, Maxie.” The moan she let out could not be helped, not when her Maxie was the one driving her insane. She moved her hand to Max’s throat, forcing Max to look her right in the eye. “You are dirty, huh, baby? I thought you would be a good girl for me…”

She tightens her hold on Max’s throat slightly before letting go, and Max rewards her with a whimper. Fuck it, she thinks. They were already out of control, no matter what happened after this. 

Dani replaces her hand with her lips and finally bites into that thick neck that drives her insane. Buries her nose into it, and groans at the smell of Max’s perfume. Vanilla, cocoa, and something spicy. It makes her brain melt.

Heaven is Max Verstappen, Dani thinks half deliriously. And she’s all mine.

She sucks a hickey into Max’s neck and moves her other hand slowly down down down. Down into where Max needs her the most, going by the needy sound she makes, high and desperate. 

Nothing would ever top this, nothing could be better than having her favorite girl at her mercy. She was aware that they were being observed, and it only made her hornier. Max, for the first time ever, was letting Dani have her. And at the same time, she was letting Dani stake her claim on her. Fffuck. Nothing would boost her ego quicker, truly.

 She was her champion, since day one. Her everything. And nothing could feel better than Max, grinding against Dani’s hand right in front of everybody they knew. 

“Are you mine, Maxie?” She crooned, pushing her accent to the max just to see her girl tremble on her arms. “I think you are. I think you’ve always been mine. Since the moment we saw each other, huh?”

She wanted to swallow Max’s whimper, she wanted, she wanted, she wanted. She felt crazy, so full of feelings and that horniness blurring everything together.

“Yes! Yes, I’ve always been yours, Dani, of course–” Max's voice feels like syrup, scratchy and hot as hell. “I want to be yours, please. Please, Dani.”

Fuck. She had her girl begging at her, and nothing could ever stop Dani from giving everything she has and will ever have to Max. The love of her life.

“I will give you whatever you want, my angel. Whatever you need, you’ll have.” She presses her palm right on Max’s pussy, her knuckles searching for her clit. Suddenly, she could feel Maxie’s thighs spasm around her arm. Atta girl. “I will always be yours, Maxie. I have always been.”

Dani bites Max’s earlobe, pulling it slowly just to let it go, and blowing cold air afterward.  Just to be mean, she whispers. “I win, baby.”

[ninapi]

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Save me (Kageyama Version)

Premise: Friendship is a fragile thing. Keeping you safe was his priority for the longest time, but overcoming hardships along someone you hold dear form irreplaceable, indestructible bonds, and a childhood friend can easily become the love of your life; or so that was for Kageyama Tobio.

Word Count: 2238

Chapter 4: My girlfriend

Days were now warmer; summer was finally welcomed by everyone with their arms open.

Kageyama let you know when he arrived home but that was it. Not even a text after that, it was certainly infuriating.

He thought about it thought, he wanted to say something, anything, but he couldn’t come up with something worth your time. He’s never had a girlfriend before, just then was his very first kiss, even if it lasted for half an hour, was still his first one. He didn’t know how to handle things, specially not when they were related to anything close to feelings.

He was on his way to school when Hinata caught up to him fairly quick, “Oi bakayama, why are your lips so swollen?”

“Why are you looking at my lips, you freak.” to be fair, they weren’t that much, just slightly plumper than normal and a bit red from the exertion.

“Just cuz. You either got slapped by your mother or spent last night kissing a bee. Both sound amusing enough to start the day.” Kageyama’s ears went bright red at the mention of kissing being the reason behind it, it wasn’t a bee of course, but he hit it right where it hurts.

“Oh my god, am I actually, right? Did your mom get angry at you for getting home late last night?"

“No, no, you’re not right, dumbass. Maybe is something I ate, could be allergies.” he really didn’t want to discuss this with Hinata out of all possible options, is not like he could be of any use.

“Yeah right. I think mommy slapped your salty ass. Go Kageyama mama! She’s my hero now.” Should be ilegal to be this annoying so early in the morning, but he did his best to keep his mouth shut and just go on with his day.

On your side though, things were gloomy.

Why was he not saying anything else? He didn’t even reply to your good night sticker, and he read the message. Was he angry? Was he regretting your nightly rendezvous? It’s true, you never really talked about having feelings for the other, heck, you didn’t even know you had feelings for him until the night before, maybe he got freaked out by having his best friend kiss him back when he was just trying to distract Oikawa, you couldn’t even call that a simple kiss that was a full blown makeout session, it’d be normal for him to freak out he’s younger and clearly inexperienced.

You had to be the bigger person, so you tried your luck with a good morning message, which he did read, but didn’t reply to.

It was driving you insane.

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Going out on your own was still taxing, specially now that Oikawa knew where you were, but you just couldn’t take it anymore you had to talk to him. So, you called yourself a cab and headed to Karasuno right after school ended. It was a bit extreme, and you knew that, but you know Tobio, he can truly be a pain when he wants to.

As soon as you got out of the cab you saw one of his teammates, he was hard to miss being so tall and all. “Excuse me, we met yesterday I don’t know if you remember me Tsukishima-san.” he looked down at you unamused, raising a questioning eyebrow at you who disturbed his peaceful snack time, “Kageyama’s girlfriend, yes. Do you need something?”

“Do you know where Tobio is by any chance? I can’t really go in without authorization and he isn’t picking up his phone.” It wasn’t completely a lie, you did send multiple messages which he didn’t reply to, that counts as not picking up the phone, at least to your standards.

“Yeah, he’s probably already in the gym.” letting out an exaggerated sigh, he trashed the remaining bite sized cake he held in his hand in annoyance. “I should head there about now anyways, wait here, I’ll tell him where you are.” Knowing he had to cut his break short because of you made you feel bad, he isn’t even involved in all this, but you were grateful to find a familiar face in the growing crowd of unfamiliar ones.

Tsukishima hated drama with all his soul.

He saw Kageyama spacing out all day, didn’t even want to drink milk. But even then he still didn’t think anything about it, now that he saw your uneasy looking self though, he was definitely sure it had to do with you, and he wanted to know nothing of it.

“Kageyama, your girlfriend is looking for you outside.” his world came crashing down on him with just a single line, the ball he was supposed to hit ended up on the floor, abandoned. He wasn’t expecting you to come look for him this quickly, he needed more time to process everything that went down the day before, more urgently, he needed to practice, nationals were approaching fast.

Without acknowledging Tsukishima, he just walked outside the gym, leaving the rest of the team confused with his reaction. He’s never sacrificed volleyball time for anything, not even for food, you were very much important to him that much was clear to the guys.

Quickly making his way to the school entrance, he spotted you in no time, “(Y/N), is something wrong?” he was honestly worried, having Oikawa knowing where you were could bring potential troubles and he knew this, but he thought it would take longer for him to come around again.

“N-no, not really. I just wanted to talk to you, and it seemed like you were avoiding me…Is it because of what happened last night?” you knew it was, what else would he be fuzzing over if it wasn’t that. He would always at least send a thumbs up in acknowledgement when he didn’t want to talk, but this time he didn’t even do that.

He walked with you to sit on the sidewalk, sighing in the process, “I didn’t do it on purpose, just didn’t know what to say.” you could see the frustration building up inside of him, he had bags under his eyes and his scowl felt somehow deeper than usual.

“Does it bother you? Us kissing.” your voice was nothing but a soft squeak. You didn’t want to even think about it but loosing him was your worst nightmare.

“No. I just don’t know how to feel about it. I thought you saw me as just a friend.” his choice of words was interesting, he wasn’t denying having feelings for you in the slightest, he was just very much confused, there were too many things he didn’t fully understand.

“I thought I did too. But if you think about it makes sense, you’re the only one who’s been my side since the beginning, you know everything about me and stay with me regardless. You’re the only person I can fully trust, the one I feel more comfortable with, it doesn’t help how cute you are. It just took some time I guess, I needed time away from him to appreciate what we had.” you poked the side of his cheek in a teasing manner, getting his ears bright red.

“I’m anything but cute.”

“Ok hot then.” that did it, something snapped in him, years of frustration bubbling up in his chest.

“Don’t play with people, this is serious. You know what happens if we cross that line right? No more friendship, no more protective friend to call. Everything would end and there’s no come back from it.” That’s what always bothered him. Girlfriends come and go but a true friend is a rare find, he didn’t want to waste it all if you weren’t sure of what you wanted.

“Why are you assuming everything would end? It hasn’t even started, Tobio.”

“Oh it has (Y/N), for me it started ages ago. I don’t want to lose you again, what if it doesn’t work? What if you realize you don’t really like me as anything but a friend and things get awkward? What if Oikawa finds out and makes your life a living hell again?” they were all valid points, but the only one that really bothered you was the last one.

“I like you as more than a friend, Tobio. I can guarantee you that much. All I could think about all day were your lips and how much I wanted you to kiss me again.” the adrenaline in his blood was causing somersaults within him, he didn’t even care he was in front of his school in broad daylight and a teacher could see him and his naughty nature shine, he just needed to kiss you, right now. He grabbed you gently by your shoulders, pressing his lips harshly against yours, almost desperately, showing how he’s been thinking of the same since he left your side.

“Glad to see you’ve been thinking about mine too.” you mumbled in between little pecks and chuckles, not wanting to leave his lips anytime soon.

“Shut up. What about Oikawa?” that was the real question. How to deal with him, how to make him understand that it was over and you weren’t coming back to him without summoning an apocalyptic mess.

“I know I need to figure something out to get him out of my life completely, but he has nothing to do with this, Tobio. He’s not my boyfriend anymore, hasn’t been for a good while now. Is not like we need his permission or something. Do you….like me….?”

His forehead was now pressed against your own, his eyes looking down at your joint hands, “Yeah…ever since we started hanging out actually.” you had your suspicions but never thought he would admit to it this easily.

“Then, what do you want to do about it? We can be together now, I won’t let anyone get in the way. But if you don’t want to-“ his lips crashed against yours once more not letting you finish your sentence. This was all he wanted to hear for the longest time, he wouldn’t let you ruin it. “Don’t tell me later I didn’t warn you if you end up hating me and losing your best friend over something stupid like the toilet’s lid.” this made you laugh against his lips, kissing them once more before finally letting go of him. “So you still leave it up, huh? Gotta train you harder it seems, if you want to you know, not let that get in between us.” you were teasing him, but he felt all color fade from his face at the thought of you seriously leaving him for that damn toilet lid.

“It won’t happen. I didn’t say I still do that; you were the one who came to conclusions.” his scowl was back on his face, making you want to kiss it out of his face once more. But you should be setting an example, you can’t just continue making out in front of schools.

“I’m joking, silly baby.” pinching his cheek lightly, you got up patting your uniform clean, “I won’t take more of your precious practice time, I know you’re busy. Just text me later ok, boyfriend of mine?” your words made him shy, suddenly his entire face was as red as his ears and all he could do was nod.

“Have fun.” you leaned in to kiss his cheek softly before waving a cab passing by and quickly jogging to it.

Poor Kageyama was left speechless.

He stayed there staring at the back of the car which was now nothing but a cloud of dust in the horizon.

He had a girlfriend.

Not just any girlfriend.

The girl he crushed on for years.

His first crush.

His first love.

And he kissed you, so many times. Why was he not able of thinking of anything else? All he could think of were your soft warm lips on him, the quiet little noises that left you when he got a bit rough, your clammy skin against his own.

He needed to run for a bit before going back to practice.

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When you arrived back to your dorm you had a package waiting outside your door. You did order a few things online recently so there was nothing off there, so you took it and headed into the safety of your room. Though, when you took a better look at it you noticed there was no post sticker on the box, there was nothing on it actually, not even tape. An alarming sense of dread filled your lungs in realization.

There was a stuffed animal inside said box hugging a rose, also a little heart shaped card on the bottom.

“Baby girl, sorry for last night. Can’t wait to see you again. I’ll see you in our dreams for now.”

You still couldn’t understand how he always managed to ruin your days no matter how lovely they were.

This needed to end, right now.

You texted Semi and asked him if he could get Iwaizumi-san’s number for you. He didn’t promise anything, but he said would do his best to get it for you. He had no contacts at all in Seijoh but it was better than send you to the slaughterhouse on your own, he still felt guilty for making you go to the game on your own.

As usual Iwaizumi-san was the only way to get through him. He was the only one who could be trusted for such a troublesome task.

Even if you felt sorry for bringing him back into this mess, he was your only hope.

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[moonsquaremars]

Valentine's Day .2024

I don't know what messages the universe is sending me. It was somewhat clear for a moment. The spirit/apparition I sensed outside my window, and again in 8th house's room. The dream I had a year before I met him which came true right before my eyes. When I gave up on him, the very next day, Taco Bell gets my order wrong and gives me his favorite drink, even though they'd never done that before. The synchronicity is insane.

I know it won't make sense to everyone, and a lot of people won't care. I could accept that I never saw a spirit. Perhaps it really was just a hallucination, since I do get those from time to time. It was different from what I usually see though. Distinct. But who knows. Even if I write that off, the dream did come true. It started with us putting art in the back of my car, at night, in an urban setting. I remember the exact moment when I realized the dream was coming true, cuz something in me knew that dream was important when I woke up from it suddenly, a year before. It ended with a gun. The gun that was cocked behind his front door, when my dad and his friends were on the front porch, after he did what he did on his birthday last summer.

I didn't want to give up on him. I got a sense to stay on a Tiktok live of a tarot reader one night, and she started saying. a lot of things I was recognizing and vibing with. I paid for a reading. She told me he was thinking about me, a lot. And that I could expect to hear from him again, but she was suspicious of his intentions due to the swords cards. I was estatic just to know he was thinking about me.

So I guess the end of the dream wasn't quite the official end with him. I did see him more after all. Albeit, it was never like it was during the summer. He became closed off and mean. He didn't compliment me anymore, didn't answer my questions. It's like he was just a mannequin, who occasionally invited me over for unpassionate sex or cuddling in silence while a movie played. He offered me very little, but I was so desperate to start building a relationship again.

The dream I saw of Millionaire Mouse complicates my clarity. I saw him in a dream in July, when I was depressed over 8th house. I didn't hear from him at all that month. I wasn't sure I would again. But he rised from the ashes and texted me eventually, but the ball got rolling with Mouse.

I like him fine. Seeing him in a dream only adds to my confidence in my abilities. Though it makes me wonder how special 8th house really is. Maybe it wasn't meant to last long term with him. The evidence before me seems to suggest that. There's something inside me that doesn't believe it, but I can't tell if that's ego or some objective truth. Like destiny.

Two odd synchronicities happened today. The first was a u2 song in the workvan with millionaire mouse. We were driving back from michigan, and we kept swapping bluetooth access. Then, I look at the screen, and it's on track 9 of 11 from a u2 album. The title of the song is "this is how you can reach me"

911.

I've been seeing that number for years. years. It started happening around when I started doing drugs. I figured it was the universe telling me to stop. That they were bad, that I'm gonna have to call 911 because of some situation I got in or because of my health. That makes sense. But then I started seeing it at times when I wasn't doing drugs. So it didn't make sense to me.

But when I met 8th house, he used to be a policeman. His dad was a firefighter, just like my step dad was. It was perfect. I thought the universe was just telling me my policeman was waiting for me. Now that I spend the days alone or with another man, I'm starting to question my grasp of things. Maybe it's just a stsupid number I just so happen to catch on the clock a lot.

This is how you can reach me. I stared at the screen for a bit. I took a picture, even. track 9 of 11, on a random album that not i nor mouse had pulled up. It just randomly appeared. So I google the album tonight, and see that the actual ninth track is "Sleep like a baby tonight". Is the universe just telling me to go to sleep tonight instead of staying up late like I usually do? Like how I've been staying up late, hoping 8 would text me? That would make sense. but that isn’t even the actual 9th track. ??

He's currently not speaking to me. I got another tarot reading, which I had been wanting to do but the time never felt right until recently. I got pulled into a tiktok live. I even exited it, but it popped back up again. The guy's necklace even started glowing, and he said it was the archangel michael and he was with him. And I believe him. I had another synchronous moment with him a couple months ago. So I bought a reading.

Those damn swords cards came up again. He told me the relationship was done. That there was something I was still holding onto that was keeping me from moving forward. That reading really pissed me off. And I want to write it off.

But it's valentine's day. And I'm alone, in my bedroom, and haven't heard a word from 8.

The second synchronous thing. And rather important. My favorite book as a kid, "monster mama" by liz greenburg or something. I had been thinking about the book and decided to google it earlier today. I love how scary the illustrations are. I got the book in kindergarten at a book fair.

Well, I was looking at photos online. The main character has 8's middle name + my middle name. How odd is that? I probably haven't looked at that book since middle school. I don't even know where my copy is. But my favorite children's book, the main character has the two middle names of me and the person I want to live my life with. How am I not supposed to believe that he is perfect for me? That we're destined?

I shuffled my oracle cards and put a token of him on top, before I drew the first card. I was like, please universe, spirits, tell me something thorugh this one card. And Ipulled one.

This is what it said. I'm not sure what sense to make of it. commitment to 8 or to mouse? commitment to my future? what i’ve been holding onto is something i trauma bonded with 8 over. it’s caused me problems in my life, and i haven’t been sure if i should integrate or annihilate.

hopefully time will convince me of what it is i need to do. i have options, they’re just not really the ones i want at the moment.