#i’m almost 15 🤞

[indigo-flowers09]

draw overtale yellow clover and undertale yellow clover meeting

i have so many other things i need to do but i made this.

enjoy it, it may be the only thing i post this week bcus i need to lock tf in with school 😭 and i’m planning on working on writing some overtale stuff instead of drawing

also ILL GET TO MORE ASKS SOON PROMMY 🤙 pinky promise but i NEED to focus on school and comms for this week at least

[rinslutz]

Can i order uuuhhh a dose of second chance romance with satoru? You broke up with him because his ass cheated but now that you guys are starting over, you can't help but still doubt his efforts. (having massive trust issues) but he of course promised to do whatever it takes to gain your trust again. Lots of reassurance pls. We love a devoted Satoru ☹️🤞

ᥫ᭡ “AFRAID” — GOJO SATORU

ㅤꞋꞌꞋꞌ fem!reader, hurt/comfort, exes to lovers, mentions of cheating, gojo pleads on his knees, gojo is pathetic, reassuances

a/n: anon…you awoken something in me. this is much longer than i wanted it to be and its a bit more than you asked for, sorry.

2 weeks 4 days 15 hours 56 minutes 12 seconds. that’s how long it’s been since satoru last saw you. he wishes he hasn’t been keeping track of the time but it’s the only thing keeping him from succumbing to his sadness. he hates himself for being sad. he doesn’t deserve to feel sad. all of this is his fault.

satoru has been wallowing in his self pity for the past 2 weeks. if he didn’t have a class to teach, he’s sure he would never move from his bed. school and home. those are the only two places you’ll find satoru. so when suguru notices that he hasn’t seen his loser best friend in 2 weeks he “kidnaps” him as satoru claims.

“have you even tried talking to her?” suguru asks nonchalantly. satoru’s nose crinkles in annoyance. why would he ask such a stupid question?

“she doesn’t want to speak to me.” satoru says dryly. this conversation is already starting to frustrate him. he runs his hands down his face.

“did you try though?” satoru is convinced that suguru’s only goal right now is to annoy him. if he wanted to talk about his failing relationship with him, he would’ve called him weeks ago.

satoru sighs obnoxiously, “of course i haven’t. she probably doesn’t want me within 10 feet of her. she hates me.” saying that aloud for the first time makes his eyes burn with tears. he rubs them furiously, not wanting to cry in front of suguru.

“so,” suguru pauses to chew the chips he’s been snacking on the whole time. “you mean to tell me you cheated on your girl, she kicked your ass out, and you’re not begging on your knees for forgiveness right now?” suguru’s statement and the crinkling of his bag of chips send satoru’s annoyance into overdrive. he snatches the bag from suguru’s hands, balls it up, and throws it into a nearby trash can.

“hey, don’t get pissy with me because i’m right.” suguru holds his hands up in defense.

satoru doesn’t reply. he is right though. satoru has convinced himself that he should try to speak to you because you wouldn’t want to hear it anyway. in reality, he’s afraid. afraid to face you. afraid to get confirmation that he has lost you forever. but if there’s even a slight chance that begging on his knees would work, he would do it immediately.

you hate him. you hate how even after what he did every part of him, every memory you made with him, every time he told you he loves you, still occupies your brain. the stupid smile still pops into your brain when you’re having a particularly bad day. you wish with some much in you that picturing his smile didn’t immediately make you feel better. it was that smile though. the smile that’s only reserved for you.

you wish you hated him for cheating on him. you’re just hurt. your chest hurts every day. every morning you wake up with sore red eyes from crying yourself to sleep. you hope he’s been crying himself to sleep too, though you doubt it. as desperate as satoru usually acts you expected him to try and contact you. at least once. you got nothing and somehow that hurt more than his infidelity.

the quiet night you’re having is interrupted by the loud and persistent knock at your door. you have no idea who it could be at this hour, so you don’t move immediately. maybe it’s a neighbor wanting to borrow something. if you don’t move maybe they’ll think you’re not here.

“baby?”

your head snaps to the door in surprise. almost immediately, tears spring to your eyes. it hurts hearing his voice for the first time in 2 weeks. you don’t move. you want to open the door but you know you shouldn’t.

“please…can we talk?” it's rare to hear him speak this softly. satoru’s loud knocks begin to soften. you reluctantly get up from your spot on the couch to open the door. you open the door but not all the way, only enough to see his face.

he stands there with red-rimmed eyes and tear-stained cheeks. he stands there awkwardly. not sure what to do with his arms, they lay flat at his sides.

“can i come in?”

“leave.” you choke out. you refuse to cry in front of him.

“i can’t.” he steps closer to you. “i need to talk to you. i…i need you.”

you wish you didn’t say that. you wish he didn’t sound so broken when he said it. and because you’re weak for him you let him in. even though you let him in you don’t let him more than 3 feet inside.

you two just stare at each other for moments. his eyes rake over you, taking in every part of you. it felt like an eternity since he’s seen you, he had begun to convince himself that he forgot what you looked like. a stupid thought since he often stared at the small picture of you he kept in his wallet.

“i’m sorry.”

you laugh at that and satoru feels like everything is already falling apart. he’s already messed up. your bitter laugh makes the tip of his ears redden and burn in embarrassment.

“you’re sorry? that’s what you came here to say?”

he wants to tell you that it’s not true, but he didn’t come here to say sorry. he is sorry whether you believe him or not.

“you fucked someone else but you’re sorry so it’s okay right?” your voice is harsh and bitter. and if it weren’t for the tears streaming down your face he would assume you’re just angry. you’re hurt instead and he’s the reason why.

“no that’s not what i’m trying to say.” he shakes his head softly, “it’s not okay. i did the one thing you told me you could never forgive me for.”

if you didn’t love him you would laugh again. if you didn’t love him you would kick him out right now. but if you didn’t love him you would feel empty right and somehow that’s much worse.

“i am sorry. i wish i could explain why i did it-”

“cheated. you cheated. instead of saying “it” say the word gojo.”

he swallows that lump forming in his throat. the way you said his name burned his ears. the bitter tone and the fact that it was his last name.

“i cheated and i regret it so fucking much.”

unconsciously he reaches to grab your hand. when you don’t pull away, he grips your hand tighter. if this is the last time he ever gets to touch you, any part of you, he wants to remember the way your soft skin feels against his. he wants to memorize the way your hand fits perfectly in his and the way your hand warms his cold fingertips.

“i love you so much and i need you. i know you don’t need me but i don’t know what i’m doing. i-i can’t think straight, i can barely breathe when i’m not near you.” he has to swallow again to keep from crying.

“i hate you.”

“i know. i hate me too.”

when you don’t say anything satoru thinks he’s making progress. your eyes don’t hold the anger that they once did. then you pull your hand from his and satoru swears the earth shakes. he pulls his hand back to his side. he clenches his fists, his fingernails pierce his skin. he hopes the pain will distract him from the pain of his heart being ripped out of his chest.

“please,” he says weakly.

you don’t want to give in. he’s done nothing to deserve your forgiveness. you hate yourself for wanting to pull him against you to wipe away his tears. you hate yourself for wanting to forgive. you hate him for sounding so sincere.

“how can i ever trust you again?” satoru doesn’t know how to answer that. you shouldn’t trust him again. satoru is confident that he’d never betray your trust again because the pain of being apart from you like this again very well might kill him. and he’d rather died than hurt you again.

he knows that there’s so way for you to be certain that he won’t hurt you again. you can’t see into his brain or his heart. you can’t see the way his soul yearns to intertwine with yours again, forever.

before he can answer suguru’s stupid voice fills his head. “you mean to tell me. you cheated on your girl, she kicked your ass out, and you’re not begging on your knees for forgiveness right now?” he knows he deserves to beg on his knees. you deserve to have him pathetically beg for your forgiveness.

so, without another word, he bends down on his knees. he grabs both of your hands in his and looks up at you. his heart beats heavily in his chest.

“i will never hurt you again. i promise. i will do anything you want me to in order to prove it to you.” his knees were already beginning to hurt. this pain is nothing compared to the pain he’ll feel if you never forgive him.

“you don’t have to forgive me. you shouldn’t. i’m just asking for a chance to prove myself to you.” he grips your hands tighter, afraid you’ll pull away again.

you’re sure you're making the dumbest decision of your life. you’re weak for him and you may always be. when you left him the night you found out he cheated, you left with your heart still in his hands. tonight, you’ll let him keep it for a little while longer.

“one chance. you fuck up even a little-” before you’re able to finish your sentence, your lips are pressed against him. one of his presses against the back of your head, keeping you pressed against him. the familiar warmth of his lips against yours makes you melt against him. you slowly and reluctantly wrap your arms around his waist.

a small sob slips from his lips, making you jump slightly. tears fall from his eyes again, wetting both of your cheeks. his arms grip you tighter, almost as if he’s afraid you’ll slip away.

“thank you,” he whispers against your lips

he’s late. for anyone in a normal relationship, this wouldn’t be that bothersome. unfortunately for you, you don’t completely trust your boyfriend. not a hundred percent.

it’s eleven pm and he was meant to be home an hour ago. you tried reasoning with yourself. maybe he is stuck fighting a curse? maybe the higher-ups forced him into doing something? you tried thinking of anything besides the one thing that’s nagging at your brain.

he promised and you believed him. you’re starting to think you’re an idiot for trusting him, trusting that he’d stay loyal. how could you have been so dumb?

you’re staying at his apartment tonight, per his request. he promised that he’d be home in time to catch the new episode of your shared favorite show. he broke that promise so what other promises will he break tonight?

you hear the sound of a key entering the door and seconds later it opens. satoru walks in quietly. there’s a certain look on his face that you cant read. you assume the worst. before you can think critically you shoot up from your spot on the couch and storm over to him.

“how was it?” your voice is bitter and you hate the way it cracks at the end. you hate the way your eyes are already beginning to burn.

satoru look at you, confused. he’s not sure what you mean or why you’re angry. he’s tired and he’s not sure he can deal with this right now. the events of today and the fact that he needed to stay at work later than usual is taking a toll on his body.

“baby, what are you talking about?” he reaches for you and you back away from him. for a second he feels the memories of that day flood his mind. the familiar way you back away from him, the familiar look in your eyes. you can’t possibly think that right now.

“no. hey, don’t let your mind go to that.” he successfully grabs your hand in his and pulls it to his lips. immediately you feel the harsh beating in your chest slow down.

“did you cheat on me?” you ask. you just want an answer now. you need to know if you’ll be leaving tonight or falling asleep in his arms as usual.

“no. i promised you. do you want me to get on my knees for you again?” the look in his eyes is unwavering. when you don’t answer he falls to his knees in front of you.

“a curse attacked a town and killed hundreds of people. it was pretty powerful and it took me longer than usual. that’s where i was. i promise.” he stares into your eyes. there is no hint of a lie to be found.

“i know it’s going to take you a while to trust me again. i will get on my knees every day and promise not to hurt if that’s what it will take.”

you feel like a fool even though you shouldn’t. he understands that you don’t trust him completely and he’s working toward that. you’re embarrassed even though he’s the one on his knees right now. you nudge his hand and motion for him to get up.

“i’m sorry-”

“no. you have nothing to be sorry for.” once he stands he grabs your face in both of his hands. one of his thumbs brushes against you bottom lip. his eyes are soft as he looks at you.

“i promise.” he doesn’t need to say what he promises. you know what he means. he pulls your face towards his and places a sloppy kiss against your lips.

“i love you.” you don’t reply but he knows you love him too.

©rinslutz

[verdantdaises]

Do you have more Catholic Bradley headcanons? I also see him as Catholic too 🤞 and I'd love to hear more of your thoughts

(ps love your fics!)

OMG!! (Thank u btw ily)

OMG!! I love Catholic guilt Bradley!! I will say, straight up, I’m not religious, and I never have been, so I’m not VEry familiar with Catholic stuff, but I’ll try my best to get the ✨vibe✨ sorry if I get anything wrong and they aren’t very specific, I’m not very confident with the details despite my research lol

-he used to go to confession almost every week after school, desperately trying to do anything to quell the impending sense of panic that came with all the thoughts about boys (of course)

-he was one of the only kids in his parish that went that frequently, and his parents used to brag that it was because he was because he was wise beyond his years, and would do anything to be in God’s good graces

-the first time he went to a high school party with weed, he went to confession every day for a week

-quickly however; he starts to use recreational drugs and drinking to quash the impure thoughts, he mumbles a quick prayer of forgiveness every time he finishes a drink, but it doesn’t stop him, the guilt got murky when he was under the influence

-he stopped going to communion and confession when he was 18, he tells his parents he still goes, but he doesn’t feel like he’s worthy of gods good graces

-he was really close to a boy in his parish, they spent services together, they would run around outside of church after services while their parents spoke. When they were 15, they hid in the pews while everyone was milling around outside and he kissed him. Bradley freaked out, and pushed him over, and he cracked his front tooth on the tiled floor. His parents berated him for hours and hours, and he sees the cracked tooth and the smile of the boy who made his haunting thoughts a reality in his nightmares, because he LIKED it.

-it confirmed everything about how he saw himself, it wasn’t a hypothetical, or just thoughts anymore. He spiralled for a few weeks, refusing to leave his room or his house, except to go to church. His parents thought he had come down with a stomach bug. The boys family moved pretty quickly to another church after this incident, and Bradley never saw him again, sans in his head every night for years.

-speaking of nightmares, when he was a teen, he used to wake up screaming, so much so his parents tried to take him to a doctor, but obviously there wasn’t anything physically wrong with him. It morphed into just waking up soaked with sweat.

-when he was 24 he starts the painful process of deconstruction with the help of Max and Tank’s support, and his parents don’t take it well at all. They cut him off completely, and his mom secretly sends him periodic messages saying she’s praying for his soul, and that she hopes he might one day make it to heaven. He never replies.

-the guilt gets smaller, but there’s moments he reaches for his rosary, and he finds his tongue knows the shape of prayers no matter how old he gets.

[kaminocasey]

Holy crap! 700!!! 😱

Congratulations Casey. You did so well. Also hapoy anniversary... Can’t believe it’s already a year that you are here and almost as long that we talk to each other. It git better with every month 😏

Fingers crossed 🤞 that I am one of the 15 lucky one’s to get a prompted fic from you.

If so... I'd like to suggest:

Thorn: "I'm not jealous.... you're just mine."

I want to see that sweet boy with his cute smile when he whispers these words.

(Also... I'm old enough for the naughty list - give me the good stuff 👀)

CARO MY DEARRRRESTTTT!!!! I AM SO SO SORRY THIS IS SO LATE!!! I hope you can forgive me and that I've at least made it up to you a little bit with this Thorn piece that I genuinely enjoyed writing? You've been so kind to me from the start and I'm so grateful to know you! Thanks for sticking around! <3

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI; Smutttt, oral (m receiving), unprotected sex between partners (wrap it up friends), slight angst? Jealous Thorn

WC: 1.3K

“Have a good night.” Fox grins at you as you tell him to have a good night and that you’ll see him in the morning. 

“You as well sir.” You smile politely and then turn as Fox’s door slides shut, finding Thorn with his arms crossed. 

You look around subtly to make sure no one is around before going to kiss him but he turns his head slightly so you catch the corner of his mouth. “What’s wrong?” Your eyebrows furrow with confusion.

He’s quiet for a moment and you start to think about all the things you’ve said to him over the last few days, just hoping you’ve not upset him. He’s not normally one to get upset over silly little things. But right now, he looks irritated.

“Thorn.” You run your hands up the cool plastoid armor of his arms and try to get him to uncross his arms.  

“I saw the way Fox was looking at you.” Thorn grips your hips and backs you up against your desk. 

“And?” You raise your eyebrows with a slight shrug. “What about it?”

Thorn’s eyes darken as he towers over you. “And I don’t appreciate it.” 

“Aw.” You tease him, running your thumb over his lip. “I didn’t know you got jealous, Thorn.”

He lets out a humorless chuckle as his hand slides up your stomach, over your chest, finding your throat and gently pressing in. “Oh, cyar’ika…” He grins, devilishly. “I’m not jealous. You’re just mine.” 

Before you can say anything, his lips crash to yours. You moan softly against him, making him smirk into the kiss. 

“Say it. Tell me you’re mine.” His voice is raspy and low with need and you think you know immediately where this is headed. 

“I’m yours.” You whimper as his free hand finds your clothed warmth, his thumb rubbing mindlessly over your clit, making the fabric catch in a way that sends heat throughout your veins. “Only yours.”

“That’s right.” He pulls you off the desk momentarily, pushing you down to your knees. “You wanna prove it?” 

You grin up at him with a nod, immediately undoing his codpiece, sending it clattering to the floor as you palm his hardened length. You glance at Fox’s closed office door, knowing he’s probably already snoring, but definitely not wanting to get caught. 

Thorn doesn’t care though, it seems. He pulls his length out of his body suit and starts to press toward your lips, encouragingly. 

“Go on.” He runs his fingers through your hair. “Show me that you belong to me.” 

You take Thorn’s hardened length in your hand, giving him two slow pumps making his lips part as he watches you. When you take the tip of his cock in your mouth, he presses further and your jaw relaxes instantly, prepared to take all of him. 

“So pretty on your knees for me.” He praises you as you take him further in your mouth. “Feels so fuckin’ good, cyar’ika.” 

You hum around him, taking him as far as you can until you're met with blonde curls against your nose. You constrict your throat around him and he groans loudly. Giving him a swift smack to the thigh with your eyes darting toward Fox’s door. 

Thorn chuckles. “You afraid of getting caught like this? With my cock down that pretty throat of yours?” 

He starts thrusting slightly and you moan around him, swirling your tongue around the veins of his cock. His grip in your hair tightens and you can tell he’s struggling to let you keep control. The realization turns you on more than you knew it could and you run your hands up his thighs until you find the base of his cock, twisting slightly as you continue bobbing your head on him.

“Osik…” He groans, watching as you pull away with a trail of spit following with you. “So fucking pretty.” 

His sounds go straight to your warmth and you clench around nothing, knowing you’re already soaked for him.

“Maybe I should make you prove that you belong to me?” You tease with a smirk. 

“That can be arranged.” He pulls you up and guides you to your desk.

You watch as he pulls your underwear down and drops them to the floor, loving the way his large hands look against your skin. He’s always been so good with his hands, but right now, you need his cock. 

“You want it?” Thorn teases your soaked cunt with the tip of his cock.

“Please… Thorn.” You look up at him with wide needy eyes. 

“Fuck I love the way you say my name.” He groans softly, leaning over to kiss you again. 

You feel him line himself up with you as he sinks in deeply, causing you both to moan against each other’s mouths, hotly. He slides his arm underneath you and lifts slightly so that he can push further into you and your fingers find your clit, rubbing firm circles as he starts to thrust and you try your best to keep your sounds low. 

“Maker, you’re so fucking hard.” You whisper, resting your head against his. 

“You have no idea.” He chuckles. 

“You should get jealous more often.” You tease, holding onto his neck. 

“I told you…” He starts thrusting harder. “I wasn’t jealous.” 

“Sure.” You roll your eyes, from his thrusting or his lie, you don’t know.

All you know is that this feels fucking amazing and you can’t even bring yourself to care that literally anyone could walk by and catch Commander Thorn giving it to you rough and dirty, all for being jealous of another commander. 

You start to feel that warm familiar feeling pool into your stomach and you know you’re so close. He pushes you on your back and replaces your own fingers with his own. You can’t help but watch as he pulls his fingers away, spits on your soaked cunt, and then returns his fingers.

“Tell me you’re mine.” You repeat his words, grinning up at him as you clench around him. “Just like I’m yours.”

“Oh fuck…” He groans, filling you up a little sooner than he wanted. “I’m yours, love. All yours. Always.”

His words send you over your edge with him, causing you to run your fingers up into his blond locks, and grip tightly as you cum hard around his cock, whimpering and begging for him. He groans softly, loving the way your fingers feel in his scalp and the way your voice gets when you cum. He’ll never get over it. 

You kiss him again before he pulls out gently, grabbing a few tissues to clean you up before himself. He hands you your underwear and you toss them back to him. 

“Keep them. I was thinking about you a lot all day so they’re probably… ahem… good material for later.” You chuckle. 

“You’re too perfect.” Thorn chuckles, placing a soft, sweet kiss to your forehead and then your cheek, finally settling on your lips. “Let me walk you home before anyone realizes I’m gone.”

He gathers up your bag, and offers his arm, guiding you to the lift. This thing between the two of you may be secret but you both know that one day, when this stupid war is over, the hope of your freedom to be with each other is what keeps you going at the end of the day. 

When Thorn gets you back to your apartment, he lingers in the doorway just a little longer than normal and you notice. 

“I’m sorry for getting jealous earlier.” He murmurs, leaning in your doorway, twirling your hair and then tracing his finger down your jaw. 

“It’s okay.” You reach up and kiss him, squeezing his other hand. “I hope you know you have nothing to worry about, though. I mean it when I say it… I’m only yours.” 

He rests his forehead against yours, closing his eyes and breathing you in, finally feeling all the worries fade into the background. “And I’m yours.”

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[ankmankpank]

Maybe it’s one of my issues and I’m not being real at all, but like, I can imagine all the 4*town members with a little sister. Explanations under the cut💋

Like, Robaire with a lil sis who’s around 15(in these scenarios I always make Tae 17 so they can have huge crushes on each other🤞) and she’s like completely ruined and broken☹️aaand a huge rebel. Like my girl tried to cut herself up n has piercings and when Robaire finds out bout this(he wasn’t home most of the time bc of the band) he goes home/girlie moves to him(or the boys if u imagine them living together) and he tries to fix her up. Slowly they rebuild their relationship and girlie cries a lot to him, Rob finds out about all her scars and stories. She actually gets along with T., Jesse aaaand Tae(they kissed when she did his makeup once and since that they’ve been GOING AT IT, LIKE TAE’S SUCH A FOOL 4 HER BUT THEY’RE SCARED TO MAKE IT OFFICIAL TOWARDS THE OTHERS?!). And Z. ofc, but they’re not much, get along but don’t talk much. Robaire succeeded, she got fixed up!

Jesse w a lil sis around 16, and she completely doesn’t pay attention to herself. Like, almost dies twice a day and almost got arrested multiple times. He can’t be with her much bc band plus his kids, but she’s not sad about it at all, she gets it. Then, on one Christmas family dinner(if u go w him being an orphan, which I do too, you can imagine girlie living w his big sis(im sure they have one) and that’s mostly the dinner, maybe his kids too but depends) she tells Jesse that let’s go outside. They go, and he actually has the night of his life. He didn’t understand at first why is his lil sis so reckless, but he gets it now. She feels free, and he did too. He’s still worried bout her tho, so he scolds her every time he hears about shit she did, but he talks with her a lot more now🫶

Aaron T. w a lil sis around 13-14, who has two boy besties and they’re living THE life. She has a good style, good friends, skilled in everything, a natural leader, everything she could need. Except a normal story. My girlie is fun to be around, but she has seen shit. Seen it all, and the reason she doesn’t like to be alone or in silence is because she thinks those times. So, she lives off on adrenaline and actually starts getting herself into trouble. As this era of her begins, she slowly starts talking less with T. too, who comes home once because they had a concert nearby to their home and when he’s dining with the parents, girlie comes home.. all bruised and bloody? That’s when he completely freaks out and wants to help, even after she shrugged him off. Slowly but surely though, she gets to open up and they build it all up.

Or with a lil sis around 2, being the most adorable fucking thing on earth and the absolute fan favorite! Jesse even claimed that he loves her more than he loves T., once.(which was obviously not true:3) She’s like the happiest, bubbliest little girl who only feels actually alive when T. holds her. T.’s soft to begin with, but his little sis is an absolute melt, he’d do anything for the kid.

Aaron Z. with the most loveable 4 year old little sis who I have already written about. But if not 4 year old, let’s make it 14. She’s.. something. He avoids their home because of his parents, and completely blames himself for not going back to be there for her, but he just simply can’t. So when their parents called him again and he finally picks up, they told him about the sudden piercing she did and how disappointed they are in her. It all clicked for him, she couldn’t keep it up as much as he did. Their parents never changed, and Z. knows they won’t, so that was his sign to take her for the summer. She didn’t care, she doesn’t care about anything at all. It started off bumpy and she gets along better with the other members than she does with him, but it all eventually leads to a deep conversation what ended in both of them breaking down n getting vulnerable for each other. That kind of cleared it up, and they’re developing.

Tae with a 13-14-15 year old sister, who never stopped talking to him. She didn’t want to stop, he didn’t want to stop, so they never stopped. They talk at least five times a week and text daily, talking pure shit. She has problems in life and as much as he can, Tae helps her with it, even though when it’s thru a phone. He taught her how to do her eyeliner, paint nails on the first try, bake muffins, he’s truly amazing. He was there when she cried about a guy, and he was there when she has a new crush on every second day, which she does. Tae only rolls eyes at this, but he’s actually really excited to get to know more about the new crushes. He’s excited to talk to her, and really happy that he has a sister.

[uriekukistan]

Top 5 TV shows? ^_^

ty for the ask!!

this is gonna sound crazy bc i have a blog dedicated to 3 tv shows but i dont actually watch a lot of tv + actually ranking the ones i do watch is sooo hard, so instead of doing numbers, im gonna do tiers 🤞

shows that changed my brain chemistry, they’re a part of me, for better or for worse

death note has been a part of my life for soooo long. genuinely i watched it when i was 12, and i’m about to be 22 soon, so almost 10 years now. i still rewatch it frequently, i’ve probably seen it close to 15 times now…i based my whole closet and a lot of other things on mello & misa sksjsk

tokyo ghoul is of course one of my favs, also has been a part of my life for a while, maybe 6 years? i prefer the manga tbh but i still watch the anime a lot bc sometimes im too lazy to read…my comfort show fr tho i always turn to it when i’m feeling down

jujutsu kaisen is the newest addition to this category but i love it just as dearly, as you may have notice lol i wasnt sure about it at first but it quickly made itself out home in my heart and life. tmi but i was in the middle of like a year+ long mental space where i just couldn’t feel things or process emotions, and jujutsu kaisen is what brought my feelings back to me…a lot of sad feelings but feelings nonetheless

other shows i like a relatively normal amount

blind is a kdrama that i never really see that many people talking about but its soooo good and so worth watching. it follows the investigation of brutal serial killer, but it feels like so much more than that. there’s really great psychological horror aspects, as well as commentary on how society fails children, and i literally never saw the end coming. soooo good a bit gory but really worth the watch. watch it when you have a few days off tho bc it’s so hard to look away.

i was torn for what to put as the last show, but i decided to go with another kdrama sweet home. highly recommend for tokyo ghoul lovers, it’s sci fi/thriller and it’s about this disease that turns humans into mindless monsters, and the MC turns into like a half-half…won’t say too much more bc spoilers but the parallels are endless

[landhoe-norris]

i’m back home! finally. iui story time.

so i was not expecting getting a smiley face yesterday. usually i can tell when i’m about to ovulate, it’s like a mini version of my period pains but there was nothing in the days leading up to it this time.

i took a test roughly 7 am yesterday and got a smiley face. sent an email to the clinic telling them what was going on and that I would have to make a special trip almost half across the country for them.

at 8:18 i get an email informing me that they tried to call me, and that they have scheduled an appointment at 14:15 that day for me (my phone keeps sending people busy signals while i don’t even get notified of a call. i think it’s the reception in my apartment). i basically say “oh fuck”, finish getting ready, put some things in a bag and book a hotel room cause i’m not driving back and forth again (did it for my first one and it was hell).

i drive out of town at about 8:40 and i just drive. i drive without stopping and I’m in reykjavík at about 13:00. i stop at kfc cause i haven’t had any food and contemplate if it’s a good idea cause you can’t pee 2 hours before the procedure and i already had to go. decide what the hell, get one of those twister thingies and then decide to go to the clinic.

i take the wrong turn which makes me lose my mind a bit but i get to my destination with time to spare.

i had a good talk with my doctor and she answered all my questions. this was my last straw of sperm so i asked her what my next step should be. she told me that considering i am still young there is no reason i shouldn’t keep going with the iui’s.

the next step would be ivf but boy is it a hassle. you have to inject hormones, and then when that’s all done you have to take a week where your eggs are harvested then inseminated and the put right back up.

i am going to keep on with the iui’s. she told me that in heterosexual couples an ivf isn’t really tried until after a year of trying. that’s 12 iui’s. i’ve done three.

so yeah. i’m at least gonna do three more.

anyways, this iui went well. 13 million sperms were pushed into my uterus. a great mental image. i bled a tiny bit which has never happened before but it’s not a bad sign. it was only one drop and it’s an invasive procedure.

all in all i spent about 200,000 isk in roughly 24 hours (€1339, £1147, $1466) so thumbs up for that.

also i stayed at a hotel and my charger didn’t work so i had to sit in my car for a couple of hours (i ended up driving aimlessly) to charge my phone so i could use it as an alarm. in the end i asked the insanely handsome guy at the front desk to call me at 8 am. he called me 15 minutes late (he was very apologetic when i checked out and i woke up at 7 am regardless so it was fine).

just got back home after a 5-hour journey where i, once again, didn’t stop to even pee.

i have a really good feeling about this time and i’m crossing everything in hopes that it worked 🤞🤞

[ageless-aislynn]

The ever-lovely and awesome @basmathgirl gave me some very sage advice on trying to push through this... I guess it’s time to call it writer’s block now. Anyway, it was to set small goals.

These are the WIPs I’m hoping to get done and how many words I’ve written on them since trying for a small goal (in this case, it was literally to write anything, even if it was a single word):

“The Price” chapter 1 (FrostHunter, The Flash) - 79 words

“15 Minutes” chapter 6 (John/Reader, Halo) - 4 words

“Choices” Emile’s chapter (Noble Team/Reader choose your own Spartan adventure, Halo: Reach) - 129 words

“Itch” new one-shot, not a WIP (John/Cortana, Halo) - 3 words

Still in the running but nothing in the last day or two: “Recreation” ch3 (Kai/male Reader, Halo), “Guardian Angel” ch3 (Eobard/Time Wraith!Caitlin, The Flash) and never-ending editing/rewriting/weeping and wailing 😱😉 for “Cupid’s Kiss” ch3 (Eobard/Caitlin, The Flash).

Frens, I’ve been thisclose to admitting defeat, to throwing my hands metaphorically in the air and declaring that I’m never going to write again. I probably would have if not for the fact that I honestly love each of these fics and characters and there’s at least some spark of them all still alive in me. I want to read what happens next, too. I want them to get to have as decent an ending as possible.

Setting small, almost literally “please just write one single word” goals has kept me from giving up all together. I wasn’t even going to mention this because, come on, is writing 4 words really something to tell people about like you’re proud of it? In this case, yes. You have no idea how hard it was to write those 4 words because my brain is screaming at me to give up. That whatever I write will be so bad, so awful, it would be less embarrassing to just never finish these WIPs and never write that new one-shot. I just... let it scream and wrote around the noise as best I could. 4 words but I had to fight for each one. I didn’t give up. I won’t give up. It’s like my car is on fire and all of the wheels are about to fall off but I still want to finish the race.

Small goals. I’ll post another update when I have one. Wish me luck pushing this shrieking fireball on down the track a little more. 🤞😣🤞

Love to you all. 💖

[fatui-harbingers]

haven’t been active on here much at all omg. Well, life update i guess! Even though I’m not sure any of my followers and mutuals are active much anymore lol.

few months back I realized I’m not bi but a lesbian thanks to a combo of the lesbian master doc and a TikTok creator posing some fool proof questions lol. And a lot less recently settled on being a communist rather than a socialist since the end goal is communism anyway. Just makes sense!

Also my oldest cat died last week. He was probably 16 or 17 and we knew we would have to say goodbye eventually but we had been taking him to the vet and he seemed to be getting better after some coughing fits. He was diagnosed with a heart murmur but if the signs and symptoms of heart failure for cats you can find online are correct then he was showing some subtle symptoms for years :(

the worst part about a pet dying, apart from the fact that I love them as if they were my actual children, is the regret. Thankfully with me and my sibling sharing money we can hopefully prevent anything similar happening to our other pets by taking them to the vet regularly and buying better quality food for them. And there’s supposed to be a vaccine that’s $15 released next year that can possibly double a cats lifespan so that’s exciting for my other two babies.

our store got a new gm after our old one moved to a new store and she’s so much like my mom it’s crazy! We love her and I work more than I should for what I make to make her job easier lol. She’s an awesome boss and she’s thankfully not "the customer is always right" type of boss and pretty much allows us to match the customer’s energy. Which is great bc our former gm was a kill em with kindness type.

when I’m not napping after work pretty much all I do is play too many gacha games and bother my pets lol. After almost 2 years at our job we’re finally taking a week off with our sick pay that would otherwise expire so I’m finally gonna get some actual sleep this week. Hopefully 🤞

I still have no clue what I want to do with my life and I’ve changed my mind so many times I don’t even wanna tell anyone anymore lmao but I think I’ll probably go into some kind of animal science. I may change my mind but so far that’s what’s settled in my mind. The plan is to get my mental health sorted out so I can restore my focus, get my ged, and then start seriously thinking about college. We’ll see how it goes though lol.

[alysezzpo]

June 27, 2024 - #5

Today's Weigh in: 326.8 / 148 kg

BMI: 52.7 (Obesity Class III)

Total Weight Lost: 25.4 lbs / 11.5 kg

Weight Left Until Next GW (325 lbs): 1.8 lbs / <1 kg

Time Left Until GW Deadline (July 1st): 4 days

WEIGHT LEFT UNTIL ULTRA #1 (288 lbs): 38.8 lbs/

17.6 kg

𖢻 ཐི༏ཋྀ󠀮 𖢻

Heyo. Haven’t updated cause I gained 4.4 lbs last weekend from stuffing my face and decided to make up for it with a 68 hour fast. I binged yesterday (chicken caprese sandwich, green bean casserole, and takis), but purged, so there’s that. It felt nice to eat after fasting. Made me not feel depressed lol.

And, Hello?? Are you telling me I’ve lost almost 15 lbs in 10 days??? I’m in awe… and only 1.8 lbs away from my #1 GW!!

I have surgery scheduled for August 21st, 2024. I want to be 300 lbs by then (preferably 299 lbs) At the rate I’m going it should be possible.

Also trying to stop weighing myself every day cause if I don’t lose at least 1 lb a day I feel like a failure… but watching the number drop is so addictive. I know my weightloss will slow down soon so I’m trying to drop the habit now before it’s too late.

I’m fasting again till Saturday evening. I know I’ll be at my GW by then. I want to be at 320 lbs by 4th of July so I can eat without purging/ starving for the 4th and 5th. I’m going to the beach with my 2 (and only) best friends (we are eating brats, hamburgers, etc. ya’ know; typical American Independence Day food) and then hobo pies the next night (we are going camping on the 5th.)

Both of them are fat. I feel bad for looking at them that way, but I do. And it’s not even fair cause out of us 3 I’m the ones who weight is in between them both. One is 260 lbs and the other is 400+ lbs. I have always wanted to weigh less than both of them. The 400+ lbs friend has always weighed more than me since we met in highschool, but the other friend has really blown up in the past 5 years. She use to be 80 lbs lighter than me (when I was at my lowest). With the surgery and my success so far, it won’t be long till I am smaller than all of them. I know they both say they don’t care about their weight, but I know if I got skinnier than them both that they’d be envious as hell. I’ve always been obese since I met them.

Anyway, the plan is to fast for 72 hours, and then on Saturday evening me and my husband are making a pizza from scratch. I’m excited for that, as well as watching my almost 10-month-old daughter try pizza for the first time! Hoping I can be at 223 lbs by Saturday. 3.8 lbs. Fingers crossed ���

[beccasissy69]

Those of you following me in real time have probably noticed I haven’t posted for (wow) about 3 weeks! So I’m a little behind. A couple of weeks ago I got super tired and had to demur a couple of training sessions and then (very wisely) Goddess had me take a couple more off and as a result, I stopped updating my blog. I have a pretty good idea of why but 🤞 it shouldn’t happen again.

I think I can cover the rest of my month in 3-4 posts but some of them might be quite brisk!

My first session was submissive girl videos, with a female dominant. These were on the sweet side of things, even the most intense ones were still pretty girly and I really enjoyed the more playful vibe of them.

Next I had a long Dee Williams video that I watched while bouncing on a dildo. It covered cuckolding, BDSM, strapons, submission and a little more. Something that comes up later in the month is that Dee is so good at what she does. The video was really hot but I was equally impressed by how it used all three participants without having one off to the side not doing anything.

Then I was watching Polysweet on xVideo. She’s a lifestyle dom who posts a mix of talking and action videos and I tried to watch a little of each type she does. This was fun, especially because she didn’t forget that she was making something for others to watch and she’d keep making little comments belittling the viewer.

I was watching outdoor, amateur scenes next and they were absolute 🔥🔥🔥. Some of them were just heavy duty kissing, some progressed to sex and some were purely sex. I really loved how the ones that built would have them looking around to see if anyone was watching but once they got going, their only focus was their partner 😂. Single camera, natural noises, “real” people this ticked so many of my boxes!

My weekend session was heading back to the chatboards chatting about BDSM. I tried a few different sites but ended up falling back on the usual one because the others either didn’t work or had very few people. A couple of guys tried to arrange hook ups, which I take to be a good sign, and I had a lot of fun, first posting in the mai nchat room and then getting a little more descriptive one on one.

Next up I was corseted, gagged (except when I was playing with a toy) and plugged listening to a couple of hot and super slutty futa stories and then the day after, Goddess linked me to some Sammi Starfish videos. She puts out quite a lot of videos and these were some of her more extreme ones. Again, she ticks a lot of my boxes and the scenes were so hot. I had pegs on my nipples and was using my glass dildo and I was dripping like crazy by the end!

Finally (for this post) it went ultra extreme. Goddess sent me a couple of longer scenes that had almost everything BDSM in them. I was watching with a vibe on my cage as things built and built (I didn’t go over the edge at least 😌). 

In the first one, the woman looked more and more pitiable until she just broke about 3/4s of the way through which gave the rest of the scene a real edge. The second one started slowly with 15 minutes of not much until she was outside naked and chained and digging a hole. She was then buried in it with her head out before getting p*ssed on (which almost sent me over the edge) and her tormentor then put a rock in her mouth and left her overnight and it just got darker and darker and I was so turned on!

[handonhaven]

Hey, I just wanted to let you know that I hope your day gets better. Because of the other anon said. I'm so excited to see landon again after almost three weeks on Thursday. Hopefully it's like 15 minutes or more. ❤😊

Thank you so much, I really appreciate it! 🥺❤️ It’s irritating, and I’ve never gotten any messages like that before, even after having this blog for about a year and a half. But I’m not gonna let them affect me. I’m so excited to see Landon too! It’s been too long, and I really hope we’ll get at least 15 minutes or more of screen time for him as well! 🤞❤️

[paigeschapterbook]

LTWT 2022 inspired works: Day #18

Day 1: Just Hold On ✔️

Day 2: Back to You ✔️

Day 3: Just Like You ✔️

Day 4: Miss You ✔️

Day 5: Kill My Mind ✔️

Day 6: Don’t Let It Break Your Heart ✔️

Day 7: Two of Us ✔️

Day 8: We Made It ✔️

Day 9: Too Young ✔️

Day 10: Walls ✔️

Day 11: Habit ✔️

Day 12: Always You ✔️

Day 13: Fearless ✔️

Day 14: Perfect Now ✔️

Day 15: Defenceless ✔️

Day 16: Only the Brave ✔️

Day 17: Copy of a Copy of a Copy ✔️

Day 18: Change ✔️

1 day to Louis Tomlinson’s first show for LTWT = 31/01/2022

Poems inspired by solo artist Louis Tomlinson’s 18 songs:

Day / Song #18:

Change - unreleased, first performed at the Away From Home Festival on 30 August 2021

the world doesn’t always make sense

but you still do

life goes on

we get older

but you’re still there

constant

I believe

in you,

I know you will remain

loves come loves go

they break a heart in the middle

you are there through it all,

setting the standard

for the relationships which define my path

trust exchanged

forged in family fires

we chose closeness

love and family and all that is true

the freedom of

being known

- myself and me and I

with you there is no difference

I don’t have to hide

pretend

fake a smile while I burn inside

there is so much that has changed

I look

can’t always recognise

where I am who’s around what is going on

but the important things,

the intricacies of

you and me and what we have meant to each other

unwavering bonds of

blood

trust

belief

that won’t ever break

I wouldn’t be who I am

without you

so much has changed

but never that

never us

Gifs from Tenor - ‘Afhf Away from home festival GIF’, created by Tey1111

So, Day #18 and Song #18: Change-inspired poetry.

Change is such a great song, I love that nostalgic feel and it also helps that this feels like such a Louis song. He cares so much and he has such love and respect for where he came from, for the people who have been there for him, and I think that is beautiful. And him saying he’ll be the friend you need is just 🥺

This is the final day of the countdown, the day before his world tour begins. In my part of the world, tomorrow is the 1st of February. Technically, for me in my time zone, Louis’ first concert of his world tour will start on Wednesday the 2nd of February at around 1 pm and it is almost here, I can’t believe it. Louis is there causing chaos - honestly, his power to inspire tweets related to him to trend is amazing - and I wonder if he watched it with a cheeky smile on that face? He has to know what he does to his fans when he tweets this stuff. I love him, a lot, and I am so happy and pleased that this is finally happening for him. And that I will get to see him live in July🤞

Thank you very much to everyone who has liked and re-blogged my poems. I managed to write a poem for every one of his songs so far in his solo career and that is a good feeling. It’s an accomplished feeling when you set yourself a goal and actually complete it so I’m glad I did this. It’s fun to do these little projects — so many Louies have been doing there own countdown projects and I love it. It’s a great community 🥺

[matcha-latte-26]

4/22/22

i’m about to go to bed, i had a crazy day at work and now my anxiety is so bad. eating today was pretty good. I know I said it would be a metabolism day but i ended up getting the lowest calorie options i could and i purged once. after about 15 minutes of purging my soup, i saw and tasted blood so i stopped. this is also contributing to my terrible anxiety because what if i’m getting esophageal tears. it’s alright though, i’m going to try and fast tomorrow. I work at 5 pm and i’m probably going to sleep all day since it’s almost 4 am. if i end up not fasting i’m gonna try and not beat myself up, i’m writing this in the middle of an anxiety attack i’ve been having since a little before 2 and tomorrow i need to prioritize calming down and getting to a point where i can restrict without the b/p cycles and anxiety (hopefully 🤞)