#just got done hanging out w my mom for the first time in a while

[munch-mumbles]

tw for self harm talk in tags

[zepskies]

Never Say Goodbye - Part 1

Pairing: Dean W. x Female Reader

Summary: The first time you and Dean sensed each other’s thoughts and feelings, you were just kids. It would take years to realize that you both were bonded for life, and even longer to finally meet. [Soulmate AU] (Rated M for eventual scenes – 18+)

Word Count: 2,000 Warnings: Some angst

Part 1: Proximity

You’ve grown up watching your parents. At fourteen, you already understood how rare their relationship was—high school sweethearts, married for sixteen years, and certified soulmates.

Apparently it was even more rare to find your soulmate so early in life, but as Mom said, Sometimes the universe helps you out.

But you just started high school, and after surveying the pool of guys you have to work with, you really hope that “universe” stuff is just wishful thinking.

Because just this morning, Danny Schmitt got his hand stuck in the automatic stapler during Math class. Meanwhile, his friends were collecting bets on how many stitches he was going to need once they finally pried his fingers out.

Dad would call those guys dumbasses. You were inclined to agree.

You looked away from the scene (there was a lot of blood, and now your teacher was trying to free Danny with the only tool in the utility closet: a large hammer). But you couldn’t focus on your busy work like your teacher instructed either.

Sometimes, you still found it hard to believe your parents had met in high school. They had such an easy way between them, and not just because they could hear one another’s thoughts.

Mom was a kindergarten teacher, patient, kind, and encouraging. She came from a family of professors and school administrators, who frankly thought she could’ve done more with her life than “wipe five year olds’ noses.” Last Thanksgiving, she smiled and told Great Aunt Janet, “At least my five year olds can wipe their own asses.”

Smirking, Dad had followed up with, “How’s the incontinence, Jan? Ain’t lettin’ up at all?”     

Dad was a cop, though he wasn’t as strict as he could've been. Or as dumb as cops seemed to be in the movies.

No, your dad could be stern, but he was always fair, even if you…didn’t really hang out with him much. Mom was basically your best friend, while Dad was often too busy to know what was going on in your life.

Really, you just couldn’t see what your parents had in common, other than the dusty, midwestern town where they’d grown up. (Speaking of which, you shivered and zipped your coat higher up on your neck. Even indoors, winter in South Dakota was nothing to sneeze at.)

But your parents would share a look sometimes. Your mom would smile, and your dad’s mouth would quirk up at the corner, his eyes softening in a way they only did for her. And then you’d remember that they had their own world that you couldn’t really understand just yet.

“All right,” your teacher said. He wiped sweat from his brow while Danny’s friends carried him off to the nurse’s office. The stapler was in pieces on the floor, but poor Danny still had two huge staples in his index and ring fingers. “I think we’re done for the day. Just finish workbook pages for chapter three and we’ll cover it tomorrow.”

Yes! Math was not your strongest subject, but even you could finish four more square root problems. The teacher’s desk phone rang while you gathered your backpack and books. You were about to leave the classroom when your teacher called you back. You didn’t like the somber look on his face.

“You need to get to the principal’s office,” he said. “Your dad is there waiting for you.”

You didn’t know it then, but today was the day your childhood died—after Dad sat you down and told you what happened to your mom.

Winter in South Dakota was harsh. It could even be dangerous, especially on icy roads shared with grocery truck haulers.

They buried Mom in the same cemetery as your grandparents and your aunt (not Janet, by the way. You didn’t really remember your Aunt Karen, but your dad always avoided talking about his sister). The cemetery was small, but you guessed that made sense for a smallish town like Sioux Falls.

You stayed there until everyone else who loved your mom was gone, and it was just you and your dad left.

You didn’t bother to wipe your tears—not until your dad set a hand on your shoulder. You tried to wipe them away quickly, even though you didn’t really know why you didn’t want him to see you crying. He just gave you this look. In his eyes, you could see every fathom of his heartbreak. In a way, it told you everything you needed to know about your dad.

So you leaned into his side, and he held you close while the icy winds whipped at both of you.

Snow crunched beneath someone’s feet, and you turned to see a man walking down the row of headstones. He looked kind of familiar…

He had a thick beard and wore a baseball cap, but he took it off once he got close enough to pay his respects—first to Mom…then to Aunt Karen.

“Jack,” he greeted with a nod of respect.

You looked up at your dad, and the free emotions he’d been wearing clammed up behind a more familiar stern expression.

“Bobby,” he said, nodding back. Realization finally dawned on you. Oh, Uncle Bobby?

You hadn’t seen your uncle since you were…ten? Probably since Aunt Karen’s funeral.

“I’m real sorry about Christine,” Uncle Bobby said. He sounded a bit gruff, but his eyes were kind when they met yours sympathetically. “About your mom.”

Another tear fell down your cheek, but you nodded and wiped it away, sniffling.

“Thank you,” your dad said eventually. There was a brief, but awkward pause. Then Bobby nodded to himself and walked away, setting that faded blue baseball cap back on his head. You watched him go curiously.

“You remember your uncle,” Dad said. He didn’t seem happy about it.

“Yeah,” you replied. “Why didn’t he stay?”

He was family, after all.

Dad shook his head. There was a wry downturn to his lips. “He’s got a junk heap to look after.”

You frowned in confusion. But he didn’t explain what he meant. He just steered you back toward the car to go home.

Just as you both crossed under the iron arch to leave the cemetery, Dad reached into his pocket and gave you something. Your mom’s wedding ring.

“You can wear it if you want,” he said. “Or just keep it safe. Either way, just remember…she’s still with you. And I’m always gonna watch over you.”

The thought made you feel the slightest bit better, and also worse. Still, you took the ring and held it between your fingers. It was simple sterling silver, but beautiful all the same.

You got into his pick-up truck and he started the drive home. Just as you turned the corner, you hit a red light. You stared out the window as snow started a light fall, flurrying down to the damp pavement. Soon the ground would be icy and wet, and that reminded you of grocery trucks. Tears welled up in your eyes, but you were sick of it. Sick of crying.

It actually annoyed you…or…did it?

A feeling fluttered in your chest. It felt like anxiety and irritation all wrapped up into one. And another feeling, this time attached to a thought. It felt hot in your throat, and a lot like—

It’s not fair!

The thought startled you. Because somehow (and you didn’t know why), it didn’t feel like you were the one that thought it.   

Finally, the street light turned green. It flashed in the corner of your eyes, and then you noticed a sleek, black car coming in the opposite direction. You watched it pass by for a moment, until your dad distracted you with a question.

“Are you hungry?” he asked. You blinked, trying to register what he said while you shook off the weird things you were feeling. Once your brain caught up to your mouth, you were finally able to answer.

“Not really.”

“Come on. I’ll get us a burger.”

You shrugged, but for once you really weren’t hungry.

“Dad, come on,” Dean said in frustration. On one hand, he didn’t want to argue with his dad.

On the other hand, this really wasn’t fair!

He was seventeen already. He’d gone on a handful of hunts with John before, so why not this one?

“Too dangerous,” John said. He looked over at Dean from the Impala’s driver’s seat. His tone boded no further argument. “Djinn are tricky. Even seasoned hunters have trouble with ‘em.”

Dean frowned. “I’m ready, Dad.”

“Do we have to go to Bobby’s house?” Sam piped up from the back seat. At thirteen, he was getting more and more lippy.

“Cheaper than a motel.” John smiled, then glanced at his younger son through the rear-view mirror. “Besides, why not Bobby’s?”

Sam sighed. “His heater doesn’t always work.”  

“Well, I’ll help him take a look before I go,” John replied. Dean stared at the side of his dad’s face for a while, but he knew a lost argument when he saw one.

…Still, he couldn’t help but try.

“Dad,” Dean pressed.

John’s gaze stayed on the road. “Not this time, son. You and Sam’ll be okay at Bobby’s.”

Dean resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Yeah, bored at Bobby’s. But he knew it was better than being left at a crusty motel room. He was annoyed, but he could deal with it.

Until something else began to creep up in his chest. Something he hadn’t felt since…since his mom died.

It was this ball of lead in his chest, weighing him down and constricting his throat. It felt a lot like…like fear, and sadness. And finally confusion. He was confused?

Maybe.

Sad? Afraid? Not really, no. At least, he didn’t think so. He hadn’t thought about his mom like that in a while…

So what the hell?

Those sensations only lasted for a moment—the time it took them to finally cross the street at the red light and pass a pick-up truck going the opposite way.

But that moment seemed to drag on for minutes. Now he really was confused.

He sat still, hesitating, until the feeling eventually passed.

“Hey, Dean, where’s the Batman comic?” Sam leaned up by his ear to ask.

Dean almost flinched. He played it off though, and turned to look back at his brother.

“It’s in my bag, but wait ‘til we get to Bobby’s.”

“Why? That’s like, a whole ten minutes away,” Sam pointed out.

“Because my bag’s under a ton of stuff back there. Just leave it for a few minutes,” Dean said. He sensed that Sam was about to get all bitchy and not let it go, but then John cut in.

“He’s right, Sam. Just cool it until we get there.”

Sam frowned, slumping into his seat with an annoyed huff. Wanting to tease him out of his kid funk, Dean smirked, reached back and playfully tapped his knee. “Yeah, cool it.”

Sam slapped his hand away. “Stop.”

“Make me, dork.” Accompanied by another teasing flick to his ear. Sam hit him back, and it would’ve devolved into an immature, but not uncommon free-for-all, if not for John’s heavy sigh and a sharp warning.

“Boys, enough!”

Then the car was silent. Sam huffed again and settled back into his seat. Dean tapered down his smile and sat back in his too. He looked out the window and saw the snow beginning to fall. Without meaning to, his mind drifted back to that weird feeling in his chest.

He rubbed his chest absently. But soon enough, he forgot about it. Just like you did.

Neither of you realized exactly what happened that day.

It was the first tug of a lifelong bond, seared into your souls.

AN: Okay, this is my first soulmate AU! Maybe the end was a little melodramatic there lol.

Let me know in the comments what you think! Then keep reading. ;)

Here it is: Part 2.

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[boag]

Okay I’m gonna try and list some things about 2024 that were awesome instead of just hating my life broadly #cbt

My hair got sooooo long😻

I haven’t done any hard drugs this year except for coke once or twice . And ketamine for the first time idk if people consider that a hard drug or not. Regardless I loooove not doing drugs

Ketamine was awesome

I didnt die at any point

Saw Dan and Phil in person

Finally ended my bisexual phase that started when I was 16 and this evil dude fucked me up real bad and also convinced me I wasn’t gay KSJDJSK (bisexuality is real and valid just not for me personally…I love u bisexuals.)

We got a new cat (technically stole her from our landlords but they fully abandoned her outside for months so we’re like no u can’t have her back obviously .)

Saw Radiator Hospital again for the first time in SO long and went w one of my favorite people in the world who I hadn’t seen in years and we got to reconnect n hang out<3

Spent a weekend down the shore with my dad and my baby sister and her mom and I’m so grateful for those memories

Alice Longyu Gao danced with me and literally sang this song to me on their knees while holding my hands in the middle of the dancefloor when I went to see them do a dj set at the goth club . (I almost passed out) (this was one of the top 5 best moments of my life)

I’ve just started to slowly become myself again idk I hope I can keep that going …..💖

[meibinnie]

selfish yeonjun

pairing: bsf! yeonjun x virgin! afab reader ft. hwang intak

genre: porn w little plot + angst

warnings: loss of virginity, break up, mentions of alcohol, protected sex (wrap before you tap), mentions of cum shots, cunnilings, fingering, mentions of oral (male receiving), no aftercare. mm i think that's it.

word count: 3.7k

note: this is my first kpop ff, be kind. i'm black so i usually imagine the reader as a black girl but you don't have to, i keep the description vague.

you and yeonjun have been best friends since middle school. your mothers worked at the same office and you guys just happened to click. he was more open with his sexual endeavors and relationships than you were. sure you’ve dated before but, you’ve never done anything sexual with anyone. 

not because you couldn’t or didn’t think about it sometimes. guys tried to ask you out a normal amount. you were undeniably attractive but you were so busy all the time.

you had school, your job at the arcade and then a million extra curricular activities which you were a complete ace at. dancing, archery, painting, track and field, swimming and your short lived softball career. it all kept you in great shape and it’s how you landed a full ride scholarship at a top art school in california. yeonjun knew he wanted to dance so like you planned, you ended up going to uni together. 

yeonjun loved you like normal best friends should. You guys have always gotten the typical “you’re secretly in love” or “you’ve at least kissed once” but nope. It had been completely platonic until you started dating hwang intak during your sophomore year of uni. you stopped working because your mom wanted you to focus on school so all that free time was spent with intak.

yeonjun didn't want you until he couldn't have you.

what made matters worse for him was that intak was so likeable. he treated you like a princess every chance he got. when he was around, you never had to lift a finger let alone pay for anything. he was always fucking touching you and yeonjun hated it. arm around your shoulders, your waist, hands massaging your hair while sitting with your group of friends or simply hands, even pinkies intertwined always. 

this is why it came to a surprise when yeonjun found out you hadn’t slept with him yet. “sex isn’t everything you know? we do other things” you frowned. “no, i know but you guys are always all over each other so i just assumed-”. “that’s your issue, don’t assume and i don’t wanna talk about this with you” you interrupted him. the pretty boy was taken aback by your tone, his eyes widened as the gears in his brain started turning “holy fuck, you’re a virgin aren’t you?”

your hands immediately flying up to your face to cover the redness spreading but it was no use, he could still see your ears. “shut up yeonjun. shut up, get out, go home” and he bursted into a fit of laughter, coming closer to hug you. “stop, it’s okay. don’t be embarrassed”. “Get off of me” you squirmed in his hold but he wouldn’t budge. “don’t fight it bambi, you love me” 

intak took you away from yeonjun more often than you’d like to admit though, you still made the time to hang out with your best friend. yeonjun hated having to share you with a whole other person who caused you to have to “make time for him” or whatever the fuck that meant. you laid on your bed, legs dangling over yeonjun’s as he sat up on his phone. “maxxxine comes out this friday, you wanna go see it?” he spoke suddenly. “i’m sorry jun, intak is taking me out for lunch that day”. he sighed in defeat, “you can’t get lunch some other time? he sees you all the time, we haven’t hung out in forever y/n”. You giggled at the poor boy’s whiny attitude and sat up too “we’re hanging out right now, plus my birthday’s coming up then we can all hang out”. yeonjun wanted to spend your birthday with you alone, not third wheeling with you and intak so he had to come up with something quick.

talking to intak was the last thing he wanted to do but he had to remind himself that he’s doing this because you're his best friend and he loves you. okay maybe he was also selfish and jealous, but loving you was definitely part of it. “we should throw a surprise party for her this weekend. she’s never had one before and who better to do it than us?” intak was esthetic about the idea. “we can invite the whole campus, people will be talking about it for weeks” yeonjun tilted his head knowing you’d hate something that big. “i was thinking of something more lowkey at my apartment. her friends and some of ours outside of the group?” he proposed the alternative. “yeah, she’d like that. We can set up everything this week”

as the week went on, yeonjun or intak hadn’t seen you because they’d been with each other. you weren’t at all suspicious but yeonjun started to feel so bad after getting to know intak. the guy was perfect for you and he couldn’t bring himself to dislike him. He had come up with this whole party just to not be a third wheel but now his only wish for your birthday is for you to be genuinely happy. 

“happy birthday princess!” intak said kissing you with care and ease. “thank you my love” you said against his lips. the two of you had to be at yeonjun’s apartment in an hour for what you thought was a chill movie night but intak couldn’t keep his hands off you. not seeing you all week really made him miss your touch and kisses so much. your skin was so soft, jean mini skirt leaving little to the imagination and your cropped sweater displaying the silver moon that decorated your belly button. Before you knew it, you were sitting on his lap leaning into his touch and subtly grinding on him. 

he gripped onto your waist, pressing you further into his crotch. his tongue slipped into your mouth causing you to moan into his mouth. your pretty noises spurred him on, he slid a hand up your skirt. right hand toying with the lace of your panties. you began to pull away but he wasn’t letting up. “mm tak, we should ohmgoshh. baby we should stop”. “i think we should keep going” his breath fanned against your lips. 

you put your hand on his chest stopping him from kissing you “let’s stop here, please?” you licked your plump lips. he let out a big exhale and a bitter chuckle, “are you fucking serious y/n?”. you looked at him bewilderedly with his newly found choice of tone. “intak we have to be somewhere, we’re all dressed up already” you tried explaining your reasoning. “so you’re gonna fuck me when we get back?” silence filled the room. “that’s what i thought” he scoffed,  pushing you off his lap”

“i have no idea what we’re doing here, we’ve been dating for a year and there has been zero sexual intimacy. what is wrong with you?” your eyes started to water, tears threatening to fall if he raised his voice any louder. you couldn’t answer him, you didn’t know why you didn’t want to have sex with him. “answer me!” he shouted at you. you blinked and tears began falling, “intak, i don’t know. I’m sorry” and you truly were sorry, he didn’t wanna hear that though. 

“you’re standing here crying over something so fucking stupid like a child. it’s simple, do you want me or not?” you nodded yes, small hand reaching out for him on instinct. “so then get on the bed and let me fuck you” your hand retracted and you shook your head no, unable to form a sentence and afraid anything you’d say would make him more angry. 

“i’m not doing this with you. i’ve had women begging me to fuck them for months and here i am playing house with you” he looked at you with complete disgust. like all the adoration he had for you never existed. Like you were nothing to him. “enjoy your movie with yeonjun, i’m not going. we’re done, you’re nothing to me” he took his jacket and he left, letting the door slam behind him. 

you wanted this to be a big joke but the longer you stood there unmoving, the more you realized how pathetic you were to believe that he was coming back. 

pulling you out of your trance your phone rang. You looked at the display name reading ”yeonjunie” and answered. 

“hey, i called intak and he isn’t answering. are you guys on your way yet?” you fidgeted with the hem of your skirt and cleared your throat. 

“i’m leaving my place now sorry for hold up” you attempted to sound cheery. 

“don’t apologize bambi, is everything alright? you sound off” he knows you too well.

“no yeah yeah sorry, i’m just a little tired. i’ll see you in a few” 

“jesus christ, “im sorry, sorry sorry” stop that i’ll see you soon” he mocked you, making you giggle and brighten up. 

you knocked on yeonjun’s front door. “door’s open, come in” he shouted from the inside. “surprise! happy birthday y/n!” your eyes widened and a huge smile spread across your face.

you looked so beautiful he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. your skirt fit you perfectly and your sweater leaving all the right places of your skin exposed to him. 

god he felt like a fucking pervert but he couldn’t help thinking how his seed would look dripping down your torso and onto your belly button piercing. he had to stop himself before he got a hard on. besides that, you had a boyfriend who was now his friend and- your boyfriend, where the hell was intak. 

“bambi i thought you were coming with intak” he put his hand at the small of your back, guiding you further into the apartment. you gave him an unrecognizable look and before he knew it, your girlfriends were pulling you away and squealing with excitement. 

every time he tried to get you talking, he got a sentence or two in before someone was in your face giving you a gift, saying happy birthday or just sparking up conversation. 

yeonjun saw that you were having fun but he couldn’t shake the feeling that something bad happened to you. you avoided him all night, you avoided every drop of alcohol offered to you and when he finally got you alone and everyone left you burst into tears. 

“y/n, what happened?” he hugged you tightly while you shook with sadness in his arms. “he left me jun, i don’t know what i did wrong- all i did was tell him no but he-” shit, you were rambling and crying and you couldn’t even catch your breath. “shhh, it’s okay. breathe.” you started to take deep breaths and you finally broke the hug to look at your best friend.

“i didn’t wanna have sex with him, so he left” you said it as if you were the one in the wrong and it broke yeonjun’s heart to see you like this. 

“y/n it’s okay. he’s a fucking loser. you don’t owe him anything” he hugged you again, this time by the waist. You looked up at him through your wet lashes and this isn’t the time but you look so attractive right now he just wants to-

“yeonjun please kiss me” he wasn’t hearing you right. he couldn’t have been. you just got out of a relationship a few hours ago and you were completely sober. “i wanna forget him, just please”

he wanted to so bad and it was selfish of him. you didn’t want yeonjun to kiss you, you just wanted comfort from another man. you wanted to stop hurting because you weren’t used to having your heart broken like this.

who was he to deny you? with your wet full lips, knitted brows and long hair in your face, you were begging for him to please y- to comfort you. 

he connected your lips like he’d never be able to do it ever again because he probably wouldn’t. he tried to be respectful amidst this unknown territory placing his hand above your hip but you brought it down to your ass. he squeezed the flesh hard and you let out a small whimper into his mouth. 

his erection was growing with quickness and to make matters worse you let out a whine “jun, please fuck me”. it nearly had him bending you over and taking you there. like you could read his mind you spoke between kisses “be careful with me”. blinded by lust, he forgot you were a virgin. he cared about you so much, he wanted this to be special and he wanted it to feel good for the both of you.

“y/n are you sure? i think you should think about it first” he tried to reason with you. “yeonjun, i want you, i’m sure”. he wasted no time pushing against you til the back of your knees hit the edge of his bed. he hovered above you and took in every second of this view. your chest heaving, hair strands in your face and your now swollen lips. 

he continued kissing you slowly, forcing himself to be patient and careful with you. yeonjun was used to quick hookups and those girls liked it so rough. but with you, he was afraid that you’d shatter at any sudden movement. 

kissing on your neck, nibbling and biting then smoothing them over with licks. you’ve never felt this way before and you are trying to focus on controlling your breathing. “do you mind taking this off?” he questioned while holding the hem of your sweater. and you nodded your head. 

“use your words bambi” he smirked, using the innocent childhood nickname during a sinful act. “take it off jun” you breathed out. you never wore bras unless you were working out, your tits were perky and he nearly drooled at them in all their glory. yeonjun dove in, wrapping his mouth around your right nipple. tongue swirling and flicking your bud while his hand gave attention to the other. 

your breaths were getting heavier, deeper and he could tell you were holding back. he let go of your nipple with a ‘pop’ sound “y/n it’s just me and you. you always mouth off to me so stop being so shy and let me hear you” you whimpered at his filthy words, trying to press your thighs together but it was no use with him between them.

he gave the same attention with his mouth to your left nipple while you played with the hair at the nape of his neck. he sat up and took off his shirt in one swift motion. “ ‘m gonna make you cum with my fingers so it doesn’t hurt as much, you good with that?” he asked as he moved between your thighs, eyes not breaking contact with your own. “im all yours jun” you whimpered. 

he flipped up your skirt and slid your panties off while you lifted a bit to let him. “look at you, so sensitive. so wet for me already” his breath fanned your core. he rubbed his middle and ring fingers up and down your slit. your hips automatically bucking and craving more from him. slipping his middle finger in, he began to pump in and out of you. “yeonjun, i want more” you sighed. “fuck, already?” he looked up not expecting an answer. “you don’t think i’ve touched myself before? it’s gonna take more than that for me to c-” interrupted by your own moan. yeonjun stuffing both fingers in you and pumping at a faster pace, nearly getting off to the thought of you touching yourself. 

he began humping the mattress beneath him as he brought his mouth to your pussy and started sucking on your clit. “oh god, junnie yes please. don’t stop” he sucked on you and pumped his fingers faster and faster like his life depended on it. 

he had to hurry up and make you cum because between the sounds you were making, the sinful squelching of your heat and him grinding against the bed, he knew he wouldn’t last long. 

“yeonjun ‘m cumming” you panted as your back arched off the bed and your legs shook. he let you cum on his tongue and he lapped up everything that you gave him. eating you til you rode out your high, he came up and clashed his lips against yours. it was so filthy and he kept going as he unbuckled his belt. 

he broke the kiss to kick off his jeans and boxers then settled between your thighs again. you were breathtaking, sprawled out on his bed, fucked out from his mouth and about to take cock for this first time, his. 

“bambi, are you sure you want this? there's no going back after” he looked at your glossy doe eyes, your long lashes and your pretty pout. “yeonjunie, i want this. i’m sure” you reassured him. he leaned over to pull a condom from his night stand and while you did, you finally looked down. 

what did you get yourself into? not only was he excelling in length but he had a good amount of girth to him too. “i’m gonna go slow, i promise” he said, breaking you out of your thoughts. it was more of a reminder to himself, he needed to be delicate with you. he got this urge to take care of you, keep you safe from anything that could hurt him, including himself. 

the condom was rolled on and the only thing left to do was to please himsel- please you. this was all about you. so when he rubbed his tip up and down your slit, you let out a deep content sigh. “tell me if it hurts okay? if you wanna stop, we can” and to that you nodded your head. he kissed you again, deeply and slowly while his shaft entered you hoping it’d distract you from the pain. “jun it hurts” you mumbled, breaking the kiss. 

“fuck i’m sorry, do you wanna stop?” he stilled. you took a few deep breaths “no, keep going”. he did as you asked, continuing to push in slowly. you were wincing, tensing up too much and making it hard for him to move. “y/n you gotta relax, it’s gonna hurt more if you keep doing that” his voice was so soothing and his look of care and concern made you feel safe. so you relaxed and let him bottom out. “tell me when to move” he breathed out, hoping you’d want him to move now before he lost all self control. 

“now please” you whined and with that he set a slow romantic pace. thrusted into you like he loved you because he did. “my pretty girl, always remembering her manners” he grunted lowly. you moaned at the praise he gave you and he liked that. actually he loved that and he didn’t want you to stop. “so fucking wet for me” “you look gorgeous stuffed with my cock” “you take me so well for your first time”. by his last sentence you were a moaning mess. high pitched breathy moans and skin slapping filled the room as yeonjun picked up the pace. 

“you close bambi?” he grunted in your ear. “mm now, right now jun, im gonna” you couldn’t even finish your sentence before coming undone. a few more strokes and yeonjun followed right after you, spilling into the condom and letting out a deep moan in your ear. 

“fuck y/n. You good?” he held himself up to look at your fucked out expression. Your mascara running and sweat dripping from your forehead. still the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen. “i’m okay” you smiled widely. He wishes this could be permanent, an everyday routine between you two but it couldn’t. you and intak had too much history for you to just move on like that, you both knew that. 

he pulled out of you, leaving you empty once again and disposing of the condom. when he came back to the room, he started picking up his clothes and putting them back on. you sat up on the bed, now feeling exposed and cold. He didn’t spare you a single glance. 

“yeonjun?” you called out to him expectantly. he finally looked at you, “i’m gonna go finish cleaning up the living room. it’s your birthday, you don’t have to help”. why was he being so weird now? “okay..” you trailed off, trying to think of something to get him talking to you without this weird tension. “next time we do this, i want your cock in my mouth” you said, voice laced with confidence. on his way out of his bedroom he stopped and turned to you “y/n you just broke up with your boyfriend. i don’t think we should be doing this again. let’s just go back to being y/n and yeonjun, like we were before intak showed up” he could see your heart break into a million pieces and yet you tried acted like it was nothing. 

smoothing your skirt out and putting your sweater back on. “sorry, you’re right. i don’t know what’s wrong with me” he gave you a tight smile and went off to the living room. as he closed the door, he let out the breath he hadn’t realized he'd been holding. 

yeonjun didn’t want to hurt you the way intak did and he’d been with so many girls he wasn’t ready to settle down with you forever. it was best to remain friends and pretend like nothing happened. he was afraid he’d be fully consumed by you and not be able to function properly. so for once he put his desires aside and did what was best for you. 

of course he wanted you, wanted to come home and fuck you after a difficult day of classes, take you on romantic dates and one day breed you and make you carry his baby but it wasn’t fair to you. it wasn’t what you wanted and you deserved genuine love, not infatuation and obsession.

[pumpkinsy0]

I have to get a 1450 on my SAT minimum to get a scholarship to pay for dorm which is expensive as shit. The first time I did it I got a 1330 cuz I was js trying it out. This time I got a 1320. My mom beat my ass for getting less than the first time. Idk how it happened cuz I aced the practice tests.

But anyways now she’s making me study everyday for 2 hours on weekdays and 5 hours on weekends. Which I’ll do cuz I need the score, but I’m not gonna not hang out w my friends for 2 whole months. So I’m js gonna sneak out

So anyways what r some hcs for ponyboy sneaking out when he gets grounded??

i hope u get those points and MORE anon u clearly deserve it, u smartypants, AND PLEASE STAY SAFE🙏🏽🙏🏽, shit id probably do the same im not hating on u for sneaking out, but pls b safe out there!!!!and make sure u treat urself while studying, never b to hard on urself,,,

ANYWAYYSSSS HCS, WOOO

•i dont think sneaking out is something pony has on his mind, like ever UNLESS he has someone else w him, sneaking out isnt something he just does on his own, say like curly would, if hes grounded and nobody wants to sneak him out or b w him, hes shit outta luck and staying in that house

•when he sneaks out, he has to do it when soda is ALSO out, bc im sorry, as much as soda will try to defend pony, he wouldnt just let him sneak out, especially at night, and pony already has a general idea of when everyone will b back at the house, hes not 100% dumb, give him props

•he DOES try that “pillows under sheets to make it look like im laying down” thing, mostly out of desperation, he knows it wouldnt work if darry looked into the room for like longer than 30 seconds, but usually darry just does a quick 5 second check and thats what its for

•lets b honest, his sneak out buddies r most likely curly and mark, mostly curly, he doesnt hang w mark a lot, and curly might b loud, but at least when he is and ponys sneaking out, its accidental, mark is just loud on purpose😭

•the curtis house has a fence so pony has to jump over that bc the gate to it is too creaky and i bet u my bottom dollar that hes ripped his pants jumping it at least once (curlys done the same)

•where pony goes is SO dependent on how long hes been grounded, if its a few days or a week, hes not going to the drive in or the places he frequents, bc he can survive for a bit without those places, but if its for weeks n such, yea hes going

•parties arent rlly this guys scene, BUT i could see him being pulled by curly or mark & co. to go to one, either that or they just, hang out w em outside not doing anything in particular, just cant stand being stuffed up

•he would never go too far, if he doesnt have a car to drive him back or his house isnt in waking distance, just count him out, hes not risking darry finding out he dipped

•i just know he uses him not wanting darry to find out as his reasoning for wanting to go back home early but its also bc he just wants to lay back down in his bed again and IS pretty scared of darry finding out, hes so real for that

•honest to god wouldnt surprise me if hes locked himself out on accident once and couldnt get back in through his window and had to go through the back door, YES the front door is always unlocked but its also creaky as hell unlike the back one, if darry asks what the hell hes doin up, pony just says he thought he heard something

[anima-writer]

maybe childhood friends with Adam and Jonah? where Jonah and the reader get to mess around with Adam!

Childhood Friends w/ Adam Murray and Jonah Marshall

Summary: Literally the title

Pairing[s]: Adam Murray × Reader × Jonah Marshall, Platonic.

Warning[s]: suicide (From Lynn Murray) and mentions of kids kidnapping.

Word Count: 827

A/N: Finally stoping being a tramp and working on the previous requests (:<

How you guys meet up?—

It's very likely that you guys got to know each other pretty early on, because I feel like Lynn would be the type of mom who likes to have a group of first-time moms where everyone helps each other out, you know? And because of that, you literally met each other at birth.

With all this news of mass child abductions, your mother ended up making the decision to throw away her TV as she didn't want to wait to find out what'd happened to you. It would have been nice if Miss Lynn had done what you mother also did earlier.

One afternoon, you mother wanted to stop by her friend's house just to deliver some things that she had promised to return, but when she entered the house, she ended up encounting with a woman hanging over the ceiling and the TV on, but only the rustle was heard. Your mother knew exactly what this scenario was about.

"Oh no... It happened." —said your mother with her eyes still focused on the dead body of her, now, ex-friend. Upon searching the room a little further, your mother ends up finding a small baby lying in the corner of the TV, sobbing and choking on his own tears. The woman picks up poor baby Adam and tries to calm him down before calling the police.

In short: the cops couldn't do much since the boy's own father was reported missing a while back and so the little boy had to be given up for adoption. Your mother ended up not liking the idea so she tried to go to court to get legal custody of little Adam. She did it :)

So...yeah... You and Adam are practically siblings now...yay!! :D

Now about Jonah, there's a large percentage that you and Adam met him together at school and became friends at the same time making the three of you a well known trio around school. Rumors are going around that the three of you were never seen apart, and those who see the trio separated would be unlucky for the rest of the week 😰

Just kidding! Hehe...or maybe not— 🤨

Your relationship with them two—

Your relationship with these two would be chaotic as the three of you are literally the troublemakers and like to pester everywhere you guys can step. Mainly you and Jonah, Adam even participates in these things but mostly he just stays with you just to follow and making sure you guys are still alive.

Now about your relationship with each one, let's start with our dear Adam!

100% sure you would have that classic relationship of siblings who are always fighting over everything but in front of mom they are the greatest angels that the earth has ever had. And if they are not fighting, manipulation is also valid.

"Adam."

"hm?"

"Remember when mom adopt you and now you're my favorite brother?"

"hm"

"...go take me a cup of glass—"

"fuck you."

What a lovely siblings relationship 🥰

Despite lots of name-calling, death threats, punches and all that's good... you two love each other very much and would never let anything bad happen to either of you :)

Now a little bit about our other sweet boy, Jonah!

Jonah would be another brotherly figure for you and Adam, Jonah ended up being such a close friend to the point that he could always arrange sleepovers, that was when you were kids but who says you can't do that in your adulthood?

"Guys, guys, guy—"

"TALK ALREADY!"

"I saw that my neighbor has candy but I need some distractions so I can take them..."

"..."

"Yes, we are totally in."

"Yes!"

Not a day is boring when Jonah is around you as he always makes a mess to get you all involved. There are times when you all participate but most of the time the biggest troublemakers are you and Jonah.

You two practically have clown-to-clown telepathy if you haven't figured it out yet.

Growing up together—

You end up not changing as much from what you were before, but one of you ended up changing drastically that you and Jonah would even think was cool, which was Adam. Adam was now a type of person who was always looking for something to risk and live an adventure. You and Jonah don't know where all that adventurous drive came from, but it's not like you're complaining, is it?

It didn't take long for Adam to find the perfect club for the three of you which would be the Bythorne Paranormal Club (which would later be changed by Adam himself to the Bythorne Paranormal Society).

In this club you end up meeting a new member for the group who would be Sarah Heathcliff!

"You guys are now a quartet! Nobody can stop you now!" — you thought with a big smile, little did you know that after participating in this society to hunt possible paranormal cases, everyone's lives would turn upside down.

[hellishcreep101]

𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄

pairing: Keisuke Baji x f!reader

warning(s): angst no comfort, breakup, mention of character death

A/N: Heyo! Sooo…yeah. As you can see, this is another angst story. Long story short, Baji pulls a Takemichi and breaks up with the reader to protect them. But, just listen to the song while reading this! I swear, this shit made me cry while typing 😭 enjoy!

“Meet me outside after school. I need to talk to you…”

Those were the words Baji had said to you for the first time in a week. Usually, he’d greet you with a warm smile and a small kiss to the forehead. But, that wasn’t the case. Baji had been acting weird the past few days and would avoid you everyday, even outside of school. You tried to look for Chifuyu to ask him what was Baji’s deal, but even he refused to talk to you or give any closure on the situation.

The minute school was out, you quickly began to pack your belongings and meet Baji outside. You found him at the back of the school, leaning against the wall with his hair down and his hands shoved into his pockets. He then glanced at you, but wore a serious expression, which made you anxious as to what he wanted to talk to you about.

“What is it that you wanted to talk about, Keisuke?” You asked nervously. Baji pushed himself off the wall and walked towards you.

“I’m breaking up with you.”

You felt your heart sink to your stomach as you stared at him in disbelief. He wore the same stoic expression on his face whilst you felt tears prick your eyes.

“W-what..?” You meekly said.

“Did you not hear me, Y/N? I want to break up. I don’t like you anymore. We’re done.”

His sharp words dug into you like daggers as the tears in your eyes fell freely down your face.

“Kei…you can’t be serious…”

“What does it matter? I don’t like you! Never fucking did! I only asked you out because I hated being teased by our class for being single when I was never interested in the first place! And you also happened to be one of the school’s hottest bitches, so I guess I got lucky! You were nothing but an annoying little shit and all you did was whine the whole damn time! You’re just another fucking nuisance I didn’t need in my life!”

You stood there in silence as Baji yelled in your face. So, all that time he treated you like you were his top priority, from the cute cafe dates and late night motorcycle rides, to study sessions for future tests and spending nights at his house. All his declarations of his love to you and dorky pickup lines and promises of marrying you. All of it…

Was for nothing.

More tears spilled from your eyes and you chuckled dryly at his hurtful words.

“I see…I’m sure you’ll be relieved once I leave, then. I wouldn’t want to cause you any more trouble that I already did the past year.” You said, turning on your heel to walk away. Before you did, you turn your head one last time to look at the ravenette with a sad smile.

“Goodbye…Baji.”

With that, you walk away, leaving the boy standing there. Little did you know, the moment you were out of sight, Baji couldn’t help but repeatedly punch the wall in front of him and scream at the top of his lungs as tears stained his face.

A week had passed since Baji broke up with you. But ever since the incident, you refused to leave your home and locked yourself up in your room. Your mother and father grew more and more worried about you as the days passed. It was Halloween night and your friends blew your phone up trying to invite you to hang out with them, but none of their texts and calls were returned.

For what seemed like eternity, you then heard the doorbell ring. You heard muffled voices from downstairs and recognized one of them aside from your mother’s. It was Mikey. After that, you heard your front door shut, and then heard footsteps from down the hall walking towards your room.

“Y/N, it’s mom. Your friends stopped by a bit ago and wanted me to tell you something.” Your mom paused for a second, letting out a small sigh before continuing.

“Keisuke passed away.”

As those words left your mother’s lips, the hole in your chest sunk deeper and deeper as your eyes widened at the news.

“It was just this afternoon. A fight broke out at an old junkyard and he was involved. He was stabbed from behind in the process…and then stabbed himself…I’m sorry, sweetheart.”

Mustering up the energy you had left, you pushed yourself out of bed and opened your door, revealing your mother’s tear stained face. She held a small box in her hands and handed it to you.

“Your friend, Mikey, told me to give this to you. It’s from Keisuke.”

You looked down at the box and hesitantly took it out of her hands. Your mom then reached for your face and gently caressed your cheek before taking her leave without another word. As you shut your door, you sat down on your bed, eyeing the small blue box in your hand. After staring at it for a bit, you finally decided to open it. Inside it was a beautiful silver ring with a blue heart in the middle of it. On each side of the heart, was both his and your name engraved into the ring. Underneath the ring was a small piece of paper with the words “to Y/N” written on the front. You took the paper out of the box and unfolded it to read it. As you did, your eyes welled up with tears and quietly sobbed, reading every word.

Y/N, my love

By the time you read this, I’m most likely dead already. But, I want you to know that what I said to you was never true. You were never a nuisance and you were never annoying. You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I never want you to forget that. I don’t regret asking you out one bit. I love you so damn much, sometimes I can’t even help myself. No one could ever hold a candle to you. What I did to you, I did because I wanted to protect you, and I know I can never take back the words I said and the pain I caused you. I wish I could’ve told you the truth sooner, but I was certain I was being watched. You’ll always and forever be the most important person in my life. Please don’t ever forget that. Wear this ring with pride, and I’ll always be with you even when I’m not physically there. Protect everyone for me, and take care of yourself.

I love you,

Always and forever

Taking the ring out of the box, you see something engraved inside the band, making you sob even harder and your love for Baji grow even stronger.

My Treasure

[pyropsychiccollector]

Rinka: >/////<*** Why did we have to come here? This isn't my idea of "TGIF".

Nagisa: ^^;;; I-I know, but I needed to spend time with you and Yuzuki... I feel like I've been neglecting you guys...

Rinka: *huffs* >//////////<*** You're not...neglecting. Nagisa, I was there helping administer the exams, I know you've had your hands full.

Nagisa: Yeah, I guess... But most of the others squeezed time out of me in the evenings. You were there to watch our, uh... Smash Bros tournament the other night with Yukiko, Rio, Akari, Hinata, Hinano, Touka, Ritsu, and me... ^^;;;

Rinka: Uh-huh. Yuzuki was bummed she missed out.

Nagisa: She was, and that's why she signed me up for comic con this weekend with her. (✿◠‿◠);;; But Yuzuki always goes crazy at these conventions and forgets I came with. So I'm usually left wandering on my own while she's getting photo-ops and autographs and sampling all the different stalls.

Rinka: ... So that's why you brought me along.

Nagisa: Well, no, I honestly felt bad for not doing much with you lately. You deserve better. >_<

Rinka: >/////<*** I told you it's fine. We could've done dinner later or whatever.

Nagisa: But we're always doing dinner. I thought we could change things up a bit? (✿◠‿◠);;;

Rinka: Nagisa... Dragging me to comic con is more than "a bit". >//////<*** Why am I even in this dumb costume?

Nagisa: (☉_ ☉) Honestly, I have no idea how Yuzuki's mind works. She took one look at you and said "a Tifa cosplay would work best!" ... And next thing I knew, she dragged you off and now here we are? (☉_ ☉)

Rinka: *huffs again* >/////////////////////<*** Honestly........ How did that otaku even fall for you? She can't put her manga down for five minutes. Is even a mangaka herself. >/////<***

Nagisa: Apparently, she really appreciated that I've listened to her all this time and at least tried keeping up with a number of series. (✿◠‿◠);;;

Rinka: *rolls eyes* Of course... I dunno why I expected any different. Why did you hang out with so many of us, back in E-Class?

Nagisa: ... B-Because if I was hanging out with E-Class, I wouldn't have to spend that much time at home? (✿◠‿◠);;;

Rinka: Nagisa. You know damn well what I meant. (╬≖_≖)

Nagisa: *drags foot on the floor like a wounded puppy* W-Well... You know before dad took me in, mom was grooming me to be her second shot at what she missed out on...

Rinka: Yeah, your mom was a real bitch. (╬≖_≖)

Nagisa: Rinka!! (⊙▂⊙✖ )

Rinka: You know I meant your mom-mom, not Irina. (╬≖_≖)

Nagisa: Th-That doesn't make it any better!!! (⊙▂⊙✖ )

Rinka: Well, your mom shouldn't have been such a lowlife, bottomfeeding trashfire. I'm not gonna apologize when she treated you like crap. (╬≖_≖)

Nagisa: *sigh* (☉_ ☉) The point is, because of how I was being raised, interacting with girls was just... easier. The guys in E-Class were - are - great. But for that first while when Koro-sensei was getting our act together, I didn't get as much teasing for my looks from you girls. I... enjoyed being around that chill atmosphere more. (☉_ ☉)

Rinka: ...

Nagisa: You know Rio was the exception to the rule!! (☉_ ☉)**

Rinka: Yeah, I guess. -___- Some of us still speculated whether you were a guy or a girl, though. No guy had the right to be that pretty.

Nagisa: *sigh* I know, but you guys weren't as open or as frequent with the teasing. (✿◠‿◠);;; Once I hung out with Akari enough, pretty soon Yukiko got curious about me. Then Touka, Hinata... Hinano always sorta talked to me because she's... Hinano. Rio always liked messing around with me. Yuzuki tended to crack anime references around me and Akari, even used us as a sounding board a few times because she took her comedy very seriously. (✿◠‿◠);;;

Rinka: Mmm... (╬≖_≖) Yeah, I guess after a while you just had this reputation as someone we could talk to. Despite being besties with Karma, you were trustworthy and sweet about dropping everything to hear us out.

Nagisa: ... Why do you not sound too happy about that...? (✿◠‿◠);;;

Rinka: Because it was a circus when we got far enough along in our friendships. (╬≖_≖) Akari was already hogging you enough as it was. But then Yukiko hit that phase where she would drag you out to the arcade the second class let out. Even Koro-sensei was impressed at her speed. (╬≖_≖)

Nagisa: That's not... um... well... Maybe it was a bit like that... (✿◠‿◠);;;

Rinka: (╬≖_≖) Hinata was pummeling the guys more often because they were idiot perverts that couldn't be more like you. She got around to punishing the Terasaka boys for making you do that one stunt early in the year. (╬≖_≖)

Nagisa: O-Oh... (☉_ ☉) *wondered why Terasaka had been so chummy for the longest time*

Rinka: Don't get me started on Hinano and Touka. (╬≖_≖)(╬≖_≖)(╬≖_≖)(╬≖_≖)(╬≖_≖) Those two and Ritsu were... creepy as hell. Whenever they found locks of your hair, they squabbled over them. If you ever forgot something, it became this huge debate over who would get to return it to you. Not gonna touch the secret photo album they compiled during the school year... They snapped pics like damn paparazzi's. I don't even want to know how they caught certain moments of you; I swear they were busy doing other things when you made cute faces or reactions, but apparently not. (╬≖_≖) And Ritsu... I'm not sure if you ever noticed, but she followed you online and liked every single post you shared. Every. Single. One. (╬≖_≖)

Nagisa: I, uh... I think I remember something like that... (☉_ ☉);;; B-But, uh... Rinka... If you knew about "certain moments", doesn't that mean you were watching me a bunch, too??? (☉_ ☉)

Rinka: .............. >//////////////////////<*** Sh-Shut up! Unlike those weirdos, I at least respected your privacy... Koro-sensei even snapped a picture of you sleeping at home once, and everyone - everyone - hounded the octopus for copies. I told you, it was a damn circus when we got far enough along. I almost sniped people more than a few times because they went too far... ٩(๑ `н´๑)۶

Nagisa: W-Well, thanks for worrying about me, Rinka... (✿◠‿◠);;; *pets her head comfortingly*

Rinka: >/////////////<*** Guh... It just bugs me they can still make you do stuff because you're so nice... Like, what even is that costume you're wearing? Is that helmet supposed to be on?

Nagisa: It's a Sonic Ninja cosplay. (✿◠‿◠);;; No way I'm wearing the helmet all the time in this place. Way too stuffy, I'd pass out.

Rinka: ... So you're a Power Ranger, essentially. >//////<***

Nagisa: I'm surprised you know about those, I guess it's pretty similar? (✿◠‿◠);;;

Rinka: Sh-Shut it!!! >////////////////<***

[chuuyascumsock]

hi pookie <33 sorry its been yearsss, lifes been a bit of bitch but im just going to be bitchier 😎

how are you doing? and also i love that you re-watched my little pony, that show RAISED me, I CRIED over Princess Celestia and Luna's reunion and the hundreds of other arcs that it had

I HATE THE NEW ONE ITS SO SODUHVODSHUCO 😔☹️

The old MLP is in my heart forever ❤️ (can you tell i was a horse girl 💀)

BUT OMG THAT BLANKET YOU MADE W LIZZY IS SO CUTE????? its so sweet 🥰🥰

i miss you and tumblr moots :(

and ive been TRYING to deal w my writing burnout 'cause i have an idea for a fic that ive been trying to write but words just aren't wording !!!!

and not to mention its been so unbearably hot where i live its actually horrific, i cant sleep at all because of the heat T-T

but on a lighter note ive been hanging out w some of my friends after we all got back from our respective trips and we're planning a little roadtrip later this month !!!!

and

i got snorb a sibling

this is my second baby 😋 im a proud dino mother here !!!

(this is a cry for help)

stay sexy 😘😘❤️💐

Hiiiii Pookie, I’m glad you sent an ask, I was getting worried about you snookums 🥺

I started watching MLP when I was like 10 because my baby brothers wanted to watch it and I liked it but after that I hadn’t seen it in years so I thought I’d get back into it. I was especially into the mlp creepypasta stuff (it was like the first official fandom I got into when I was 8 and it lasted until I was like 14 and I got a new hyperfixation which was Assassination Classroom, let me tell you— being in the Fnaf, Minecraft, Undertale, and Eddsworld fandoms in that time frame as well was wild. The fanfics and crossovers were embarrassing, y’all.)

Also, horse girl? I had to be one in middle and high school cause my mom made me take riding lessons and at least one competition lol. While I didn’t like it because I nearly broke my hip doing so, I’m still salty they sold the horse I mainly rode for two years and the new owner was a bitch and wouldn’t even let me walk past his stall because she was so possessive. Genuinely was only there to make friends with the horses, I still miss you, Cinnabar :[

And yessss, I love the blanket I made with Libby cause it’s so soft and warm which is great cause my hands and feet are naturally cold like a corpse.

I also get the burnout, I wanna write so bad and I have so many ideas but I just can’t write. I want to finish my second Chuuya hurt/comfort fic and Dazai hurt/comfort fic cause they’re almost done (my Chuuya one is 4k+ words long and the Dazai one is being a bitch and deleted half of my progress). But it’s okay because I named them appropriately so look out for fics called “I said break it down, not have a break down” and “This homeless man won’t leave so I’m spraying him down with dirty brown water” (I think you can guess which is which). So yeah :]

THE HEAT IS KILLING ME HERE TOO, IT’S SO FUCKING HOT AND HUMID AND MY GLASSES GET ALL FOGGY WHEN I LEAVE MY HOUSE FOR WORK I HATE IT 😭

Hurray for hanging out with friends!! I watched the new Deadpool and Wolverine movie with my friends this passing week and my god, Hugh Jackman is the straightest man crush I’ve ever had, he is so fine. I rarely like irl men in general (only do so with celebrities bc irl girls is where it’s at, dating boys is gross) so when I do, yk he’s got IT. God, I’d shred cheese on those abs of his.

And you got Snorb a sibling‼️ Name ‘em Sneeb, Sneeb and Snorb <3

[idontknowwhatimdoinglol]

Robbie x reader (falling for the villain) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

you never liked fighting much you would always avoid fights and hangout with your brother or Demetri until Eli or hawk now had joined cobra kai at first, you didn't mind and even liked the confidence it gave him but the when he started to become a jerk you lost any liking you had to it the last straw was when he broke Demetri's arm you had made the decision to stay with moon his ex but still your best friend he would constantly text you or talk to you at school but you always walked away or ignore him this lasted awhile but then one day you got a text from Miguel saying that hawk had joined eaglefang and had changed his attitude after talking to moon about it you had started talking to your brother again and things were good until he came to the dojo one day with his mohawk shaved you were so mad at that moment you weren't thinking straight so you got in your car ignoring the protests of the others and drove to cobra kais dojo to confront them "hello" you shout but with no reply "i know someone's here the door was open so come out" you shout again but still no reply "i said co-" you begin to shout again but are interrupted by a boy coming from the back room "who the hell are you?" he asks scratching his neck, yawning as if he had just woken up "I'm y/n Moskowitz i believe you know my brother" you say standing up straighter to look more intimidating "ya i know him payed him a visit earlier but he never mentioned having a sister specially not one as hot as you" he flirts you roll yours eyes at it "you seriously wanna flirt with me after what you did" you shout angrily "relax it'll grow back" he says annoyed at the situation "y/n get out here" you hear Miguel shout from outside "looks like big brothers to chicken to get you himself" Robbie says with a chuckle "this isn't over" you say "sure I'm Robbie by the way" he introduces but gets another eye roll in return "I'm not interested" you say before leaving the dojo.

it had been a few weeks since your encounter with Robbie and much to your disliking you couldn't get him out of your head but you needed to all you did every time you thought about him was remind yourself of all the awful things he had done but it never worked for long other than that you had spent most of your time trying to convince your brother to regain his confidence "come on Eli the hair doesn't make you hawk you and that tattoo of yours that you refuse to tell mom about does" you say he just continues playing his game "you know you've been acting weird yourself lately" he says "don't change the subject" you say with a slight blush as thoughts about Robbie come to mind "hey my peeps what's up" Demetri says sitting on the couch next to hawk "my sisters got a crush' hawk says earning a soft punch to the shoulder from you "oo so whos the lucky guy" he asks "no one and besides i couldn't be with him anyways he's not good for me" you say "don't talk like i mean look at me I'm dating the girl who totured us for years and were fine" Demetri says "i guess your right but what should i do" you ask "confront him" hawk says still focusing on his game "and while you do that ill focus on cheering this guy up" Demetri says putting his arm around hawk.

you had gone to the skate park to look for Robbie after remembering some girls at school talking about the bad boy hottie that hangs around there you assumed it was him and lucky for you, you were right "HEY" you yell to get his attention which it works he gets off his board and walks over to you "you know not all of our meetings have to begin with you yelling" he says "whatever i need to talk to you" you admit hiding the blush on your face with your hand "i see left an impression" he says with a laugh "but you shouldn't have you hurt people i care about i should hate you" you say with a slight raise in your voice "is that what you think you should do or is it what everyone else wants you to do" he asks "i-" you go to respond but stop and think about it, to be honest, you never had a grudge with Robbie it was your brother that hated him so you just assumed he was horrible "i don't know" you say "let me prove that I'm not a monster meet me here this Saturday" he says and walks away.

you hated yourself for doing this i mean this guy was evil a total text book villain kind of in ways you tried convincing your self out of doing it but you couldn't you went to the park on Saturday and met up with him "didn't think you would come" he says "well i did so now that i am you have to keep your promise to show that you different than what they say" you say "of course come on" he says taking you to the highest part of the skate course "see would someone so evil do this" he says gesturing to the mini picnic "wait this isn't you shoeing me your different your tricking me into a date" you shout "you still said you would give me a chance" he says you groan but sit down anyway "you know this is one of my favorite spots" he says "why so you can show off and get girls" you say sipping your juice box "haha no actually its because you can see the stars" he says pointing up to the sky you couldn't help but smile at his sweetness after awhile you had to go home but before you left you exchanged numbers.

you and Robbie had texted almost everyday since your "date" and decided that after the all valley you would announce your relationship to your friends today you and Robbie had gone on a date to this new ice-cream shop in Encino "you sure they wont see us here" he says "please all of them are at the movies right now so we have at least an hour" you say taking another bite of your ice-cream "are you sure because that looks a lot like Miguel" Robbie says you whip your head around to see Miguel, hawk and some of the other myagifang group ordering "crap it must've ended early" you say ducking down in your booth trying stay out of site "y/n what the hell" hawk says coming over to your table "hey bro" you say pretending as if you weren't on a date with his rival "your going out with him" he asks you don't answer "answer me" he shouts pulling you towards him "hey leave her alone" Robbie says standing up aswell "stay the hell out of this" Miguel says pushing him away "guys we can explain" you try to say but are cut off by hawk "we? so your a couple now" he says both you and Robbie go silent not wanting to cause anymore attention to yourself hawk just rolls his eyes and grabs your wrist tightly dragging you away as Miguel and the others keep Robbie from following.

when you got home hawk took your phone the second you went to text Robbie "hey give that back" you say trying to get it back but failing since he is stronger than you "I cant believe it you've been talking for weeks after everything he has done you run out and fall for him" he says clearly pissed "Eli I cant help it he isn't as evil as you make him seem you know of you only got to know him you could-" you start "we could what be friends? he almost killed Miguel, he broke Demetris's arm and went after me he's a villain why can you see that you idiot" he says "Eli-" you try to say only to be cut off again "how could you do this to me betray me like this I thought you cared about me" he says his eyes tearing up "of course I care about you Eli your my brother but I also care about Robbie" you admit "if you really cared about me you would end it" hawk says before storming off to his own room leaving you with a choice to make family or love.

finally, it was the day of the tournament and you hadn't talked to Robbie since the ice cream shop so when you saw him you didn't really know how to react "Hey" he says "hi" you say "so how are you" he asks "I'm ok how about you" you ask "nervous but good" he says "sorry I haven't texted things got kind of heated" you say "kind of guessed so how bad did it get after you left" he asks "he told me that you're a horrible villain who I cant love" you start "and he gave me the choice between you or him" you finish "oh so what's your choice" he says with a frown but you just smiled slightly and pulled him into a kiss "does that answer your question" you say breaking the kiss "your kidding right" hawk says from the doorway of the room "you heard her she wants me" Robbie says "whatever your both traitors then" he says before walking away "I got to go" Robbie says "ill be cheering" you say pulling him into another kiss "good luck" you say pulling away.

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[pbandjesse]

I am going to try to write this fast so that I can go to sleep because I feel very unwell. I had fallen asleep and I want to go back to sleep very badly. Today was hard to get through. I hate how I am feeling.

And it made me really snippy today. I didn't like it. Last night James got home and we would go to sleep. I didnt sleep bad. But when my alarm went off I was not feeling great. My mouth felt raw. And after talking to the nurse's they believe it is an allergic reaction. And then I just felt like I deteriorated throughout the day.

I thought food would help me. So after I got washed and dressed, I left here and went to get breakfast. And while I enjoyed it it didnt really help as much as I hoped. I would continue to feel dehydrated and uncomfortable.

And I just had a very short temper. I was glad when I got to camp to find that my art building wasnt a mess but I already felt exhausted and putting away the materials that were used for color wars, and the paint Annabelle borrowed was already tough. I took a little walk but I was just to tired to edo much.

I would work on the beanie baby wreath mom had collected beanies for for me. And I am very pleased with it. And I would make my examples for the groups. I made a horse.

But my first group came and Freya, the counselor, really understood and knocked it out of the park with her sheep. And she would leave it with me to use as an example and I'm thrilled. She wants it back to give to her mom so I will do my best to keep it safe. But it's so good.

And everyonr today did really well. It wasn't perfect. Explaining the XYZ idea was tough at times. But overall they did really good.

The biggest issue was I felt bad and wanted to be anywhere but there.

I also had Louisia hanging out which was fine except I was having trouble chatting with her and working with my group. I had to get her to go do something else. I would send her with my wagon to find more cardboard. And she did such a good job, plus brought us chocolate bars. I felt bad that I had sent her away but I also didn't want to accidently snip at her so I needed the space.

I had brought soup for lunch. And was happy they had rolls at the salad bar. I sat with Celia and told her how bad I was feeling. And we decided I needed to go home ASAP. And lucky me there was no group 10 and so I was done at 315.

I would go to arts and crafts, after teasingly leaving my plate with Celia (I keep telling at everyone to clean up after themselves, she was like!! You are leaving a mess?? For me?? I was like yes!!! Taste of their own medicine!!), I went to lay down.

I was almost in tears laying in the dark. I was so tired. I felt miserable and very unwell. The little lay down helped at least keep me in one piece fory day camp group.

I was short with them at times. With all my groups. I just kept going "Jesus Christ guys" because they were getting on my fragile nerves. And I hate it because usually I have infinite patience. Not today. Today I just wanted everyone to go away. I tried my best to turn up the kindness but it was really tough when a little group of girls was being very mean to each other and then begging me to cut their pieces. I was helping them but they weren't listening and asking me for more and more and I finally was like. No. Ask someone else. There are 4 other counselors. Please. I had to go sit away for them because I was so frustrated with them being mean.

Eventually things calmed down. I helped the girl they werent being nice to. Everyone made good pieces. And then they left.

I went to the office to let them know how unwell I felt. And that's when I learned their were bad storms coming in and that daycamp was heading home early again. I was for sure getting out of there ASAP.

I also clowned on Chris for being old. He's not actually old but it was just so good. We were chatting about wedding gifts and how much they cost and he pipes up that his wedding w as only $3000 and I quickly said well that was in 1776 and you have to account for inflation and it was hilariously mean. He was like no!! I'm not that old!! I actually mean to joke 1976, no idea why 1776 was what I said but still hilarious.

Celia walked with me back to arts. And then it was time for my last group.

Bontkirchen was small and very sweet. Their councilor Maria was funny trying to ask to make a beach. I was like a beach? And she was like yes with the beads. I should point out English is not her primary language. So I'm I like with the beads? Bracelets? Weaving? No and no. So we go into the art building and she keeps telling me the thing with the beads!! And we go around and eventually I figured out she meant the mosaics from last week! And she did for sure make a beach scene with them but it was very funny sussing that out.

And her girls did good. And let me sit in the sun and knit and just enjoy their company.

Tyler came by and told.me he's getting his stuff charged before the storm. And how he also doesn't feel well. He didn't blame me going home.

Once the girls were packed up I took down the hammocks and brought everything inside. I closed up the building and headed out.

There was a lot of traffic on the way home. But I got back here around 4. I felt bad. I laid on the couch with James. I opened my mail. I got a book I'm looking forward too. But very soon we were heading out. I wanted to try to get dinner before the storm.

We went to Mathews. It's so nice to be a regular somewhere. The waitress is super nice. And she told us about the roofer who was sleeping (very drunk) on the sidewalk outside. We were all a little worried for him but she brought him some water. She said the other roofer he was with said to just leave him there. I was worried about him when the storm started.

But our dinner was good. Me and James started working on a list for projects for next summer based on some conversations with the groups and Louisia today. And I'm not committed to anything but I'm excited to already be thinking about it. We made a list and talked about that. Plus talked about camping and our evening.

It started it rain. And would get worse and worse. We left there and decided to stop to get donuts. But it was pouring. So when we finally got there after a slow drive across the city, we got very wet just walking inside.

But we got out donuts. And I got accidently hit with the door on the way out. But we were heading home.

When we got here I rushed inside because I was wet and cold. And would pretty quickly take a shower. James did a few chores and started painting their nails. And I fell asleep.

I woke up around 8 and still I feel bad. I am sitting in the bathtub because I thought it would keep me from being to distracted. And it did work. But I am very thirsty and very tired. I really hope I feel better tomorrow.

I hope that there wasn't so much scary tree damage at camp. I heard we were in storm location but the wind wasn't as bad in the city so it's hard for me to tell. Fingers crossed for just regular rain issues.

I hope tomorrow is a good day. And I can have a better day. I hope you all sleep well. Take care of yourself. And send me good vibes

Goodnight!

[thetorturedarchersdepartment]

This SHIT just happened w my mom…

So, to put you in context, today I did a lot of things, I watered our garden (and my clothes got wet in the process) I gathered our laundry, I hang (twice) and folded clothes, placing them in each of our (my mom’s and my sister’s rooms), I actually placed all her clothes in her closet because you know what? If I don’t put her fucking socks in their place, she won’t, they’ll stay there for God knows how long until someone else comes and does it…

And also, my mom cooked today and put the clothes on the washing machine, so she’s also been a bit busy

But a few minutes ago, my mom was calling me because she was working on this thing on her bathroom and she wanted me to bring her her phone, but I didn’t heard her at first but I went and did it, but when I gave her her stupid phone she said “Oh finally, after I called you for like five times” and I said “Sorry, I didn’t heard you”, and you know what’s her FUCKING answer?! She says “Oh I’m sorry for asking something from you, since the only thing you do all day is sit your ass off” WHATTT?’ I literally just folded and placed your godamn clothes, don’t fucking shit with me

And I know it may not sound as much, but she’s done this before, doing nice things and then say we’re (me and my sis) lazy and inconsiderate

And also, for the last two weeks my sister had been gone, she is the one who does the dishes, so this two weeks she was gone I did them so she wouldn’t have to, I also make her room every day, like making her bed, taking out any dirty dishes, putting her shoes into place (bc believe me, sometimes I think she just drows her shoes and clothes around) and just tidying up her room in general, I like to do it because I don’t want her to come home tired and see a messy ass room

I need to explain that me and my sister have a “cleaning day”, which is every monday, I place our automatic vacuum cleaner on different spots of the house and mop afterwards, I obviously do her room, fold any clothes and also clean our furniture, while my sister does the dishes and cleans the bathrooms, we do this so we won’t have to worry about cleaning for the rest of the week and my mom comes home to a clean house…

But now she says I only like sitting my ass off every day and that she can’t ask anything from me…as if all my efforts through the days, hell, through the YEARS meant absolutely nothing to her…just because I didn’t brought her her fucking phone at the first call…

This monday I’m not doing her room, or mopping it or anything, she obviously won’t do it herself but let’s see if she likes me actually sitting my ass off when it comes to her shit…

[pumpkinsy0]

Helo Pumkinsy0!!!

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I was wondering if i could get Pony + Curly headconnons? That's if you have not done it yet?

Like what if they accidentally find a child/baby abandoned and keep it?

What if they could get married?

If they could buy a house what house would the get? A mobile home , a little trailer, a big house, a small house etc?

I feel like they would be roommates in their collage that's if Curly is in jail like he always is? Lol

Oh and they child/baby they found what would the name bee?

Sorry for asking so much😭 And its fine if you don't like any ideas i put down! IM ALSO A BIG PURLY SHIPPER LIKE YOU! AND I WANNA KNOW WHAT YOU COME UP WITH!

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TAKE YOUR TIME, THANK YOU!

of course i always have hcs!!!!

also im srry for not posting a lot im a sleepy guy w a bed what am i to do under these circumstances </333

ill just start w ur ideas first then dive into mine!!

•ALRIGHT ive always hc’d that at some point they just get a small apartment somewhere when ponys in college

•and theres this single mom thats like ALWAYS working and she haitian so she just always trust other haitians and she finds out curlys haitian and is like “can u PLEASE watch my kid” cause haitians just got that sense of community lol

•BUT YEA pony and curly just hang out w this kid whos mom us barely there and they get attached!!! curly n the kid speak creole doin whatever, playing dominoes or somethin while ponys off in college or makin food, sometimes he joins tho but mostly ponys just watching them from the corner of his eye while hes doin his hw

•SOMETIMES THO curly take the kid to his job (hes a fast food worker god bless his soul) the kid gets free food so they aint complaining

•as for the kids name???? their ACTUAL NAME is rené but the nickname curly and pony gave him was boukan bc this kid just burns every fucking thing in sight thats a lil arsonist if pony and curly have ever seen one

•curly and pony aren’t exactly close to rené’s mom, but she does pay curly and pony for their time, either that or just gives them food that she cooks as a thanks which is actually REALLY helpful considering ponys a broke ass college student and curlys a fast food worker, any and all food is welcomed

OK NOW FOR GENERAL HCS

•curly is always misspelling thing in text up to the point where it just looks like a while different language, pony just says hes fluent in curlynese🤞🏽🤞🏽

•curlys a caribbean MAN he loves those salty plantain chips and he got pony to like them too, however pony started liking the sweet ones more and curly was DISGUSTED w him, ole nasty bastard

•curlys left handed and ponys right handsd so that means pony and curly just always has a free hand and usually their using that hand to like touch each other (not in that way u NASTY i just mean like on the others back or leg or somethin)

•once pony and curly tried doing that milkshake double straw thing but curly liked the milkshake and just ended up taking ponys straw and drinking it for #doubleefficency

•what if i told yall that pony would draw him and curly like this typa art that was popular in like 1960s how would we feel bout that one

[readerofoddities]

I want to post a bunch of my old warriors OC art here, so be prepared for that for the next little while

There are three Clans in my story: WillowClan, BirchClan and RowanClan. WillowClan is led by Whitestar (first cat), BirchClan used to be led by Lakestar (second cat) but is now led by Featherstar (not pictured), and RowanClan is led by Tallstar (third cat)

The current deputies of the Clans have been having a TIME lately.

Darkstep (first cat) is the deputy of WillowClan and he hasn't been great. Recently, he lost his wife to war and in the current arc, his daughters keep getting hurt! It's just crazy. The deputy of RowanClan is Tansytail (second cat) and they have also lost a lot. Their brother turned out to be even worse than they thought he was (to be elaborated on another time) and then they were thrust into the deputy position after their brother died. The deputy for BirchClan, Roseheart (third cat), is fairly new and hasn't been having as bad a time. Their adopted son has been growing well in his training and they're proud to say that he's going to be announced as a warrior thanks to his help during the fire that scarred them. Only downside right now is being half-blind now thanks to the fire.

Speaking of Roseheart's family! Here they are!

Roseheart has a partner they are very happy with named Tawnyfeather (genderfluid & uses any pronouns). They adopted an abandoned kitten that they named Chickenkit, after the birds that used to live in Tawnyfeather's old Twolegs' yard. Chickenkit used to be really shy but as he has grown into Chickenclaw, he has become more outgoing. Roseheart and Tawnyfeather couldn't be more proud of him.

These are Fallenbranch's step-sisters (and adopted step-sister)

Vinefur (first cat) and Stoneheart (second cat) are Violetstorm's (Fallenbranch's step-mom, not pictured) biological kits. Silverspots (third cat) was adopted into their litter after being brought back to the Clan. They get along great and usually hang around each other.

Vinefur is the goofy one who makes sure everyone is laughing. Stoneheart is the adrenaline junkie who always looks for something fun and dangerous to do. Silverspots is more reserved and tends to just do as she's told.

These three are the litter I call the CrowMist kits. Because their moms are named Crowfoot and Misteye.

Anyways. Ivorypaw (first cat) is the oldest and is named after her dead aunt (who died as Ivorypaw, btw) who looked very similar to her. Ivorypaw has a very short attention span and is usually distracted by a specific butterfly that she claims is her aunt hanging around her. Daypaw (second cat) is the middle child and usually doesn’t have an opinion on her sister's distractedness. She gets embarrassed from time-to-time, but most of the time Daypaw is focusing on being a great warrior like her moms are. Stormpaw is the youngest and acts like it. He likes being the center of attention, which is hard because his sister Ivorypaw is such a nuisance in training. He looks up to his adopted big brother, Firestorm, a lot and wants to be just like him

Nothing much to say about this drawing, I'm just super proud of it. It's the biggest scene of cats I've ever done

Another scene, but this one focuses on a ship!

Meet Heatherflower (brown w/ purple eyes) and Flowersong (white w/ green eyes). These two met when Heatherflower's Clan attacked BirchClan and they were both hiding to avoid getting hurt. Heatherflower eventually became friends with Flowersong's brother, Quickbreeze, and they became closer. Later, after the fire I mentioned earlier, Heatherflower moves from RowanClan to BirchClan in order to stay with her girlfriend, now wife. But that hasn't happened canonically yet

Speaking of ships, here's Rocktooth (grey w/ blue eyes) and her wife Pinefur (black w/ grey eyes)!

They became mates shortly after Pinefur got out of an unhealthy relationship. Pinefur was pregnant around this time, so Rocktooth helped raise her mate's kits as a second mom. Rocktooth, as a medicine cat, can't have kits of her own so she put all her mothering energy into Pinefur's babies (BTW, they're named Smoketail, Blacklight and Coalleap currently, but 2/3 of them are dead)

Here's a drawing of Tansytail's brother, Halffur, getting what he deserves.

I'll elaborate more on what exactly he did in a different post, just know his entire family hates him (including his now ex-wife, four kids, sister, sibling, nieces and nephews and also his parents beyond the grave)

Lastly for this post is Smokesong (first cat) and her son Blackpaw (second cat)

Smokesong had a fling with a loner and it didn’t end well when she told him she was expecting, so Smokesong got to be a single mom! Yay! Luckily, her sister Tallstar was expecting her kits around the same time as her so she had a little help from her sister and her sister's partner in the mom department

[stillgeekingout]

part 2~

I finally actually read all of pride and prejudice, it was great everyone was right lol. also I made character playlists for it for sara’s bday but I also just like them

speaking of playlists. ingrid and I went back to working on our narrative playlist project and we are now hopelessly invested in it lol. all of the playlists are done as of last week but more things to come. also I put together a box of props based on the characters for ingrid’s bday but also for me (are you sensing a theme lmao)

I wrote a song!!! I have always wanted to and never succeeded but I did do it and I think it’s good. I probably won’t ever do anything with it but it exists. maybe in 30 years I’ll write another one. or maybe sooner if we do our OLS thing

we went to a couple of Musical Mondays at a theatre near us and sang in their open mic competitions (and didn’t win but it was fun)

I thought last year was concert year but this was truly concert year. concerts I saw this year: lucius w/ingrid & my mom which was CRAZY good and we were super close and then they came into the crowd and stood right in front of us, aly & aj with ingrid, muna in atlanta which was my first time going to a concert alone (it was still fun but I prefer not going alone), twice in atlanta with shannen and ingrid, black midi with ingrid/sara/sara’s dad lol, and tessa violet w ingrid and the people we made friends with in the crowd (this one was also really small and cool). we started listening to chappell roan like the week she was in orlando and it was already sold out rip. also darren came to orlando but I didn’t go to that either bc it was his christmas show and I don’t care

I lost my beloved yellow water bottle in an airport :’(

I feel like I didn’t really go feral over any tv/movies this year? we watched not dead yet and taskmaster but idk there weren’t any new-to-me shows that I got super into. I was underwhelmed by barbie…. nimona was good and I’m glad it exists but it didn’t Hit Me the way I think it hit other people

one of my parasocial relationships got to the point where even I was like ok this needs to stop

on the flip side my other parasocial relationship is going great on bluesky lmao 

my sister was in indonesia the whole year! :o I miss her a lot! in september we were the depression bros

I saw snow for the first time!! we went on a roadtrip to virginia and north carolina to see friends

got addicted to fb marketplace and got 2 new armchairs (and the infusion tea couch)

ingrid and I took spanish in the fall but the teacher was bad so I didn’t learn very much spanish

our roommate stayed for a second year, she is chill

shannen moved farther away :( but we still got to hang out

we did 2 friend group powerpoint parties

I guess I can’t not say it…. the eras tour took over my entire social media feed which first gave me fomo and then it was fine and then annoying but it did make me start talking to hannah and now we are friends outside of ingrid :)

also this was My Year for taylor’s versions, speak now and 1989 are The Ones (even tho I don’t prefer the new versions)

ingrid and shannen FINALLY finished corey & sherlock. and I read it and it was fun despite also being A Time because it fell during my depression month rip

rory was born!! the first baby in my Vicinity in a looong time

obligatory bullet point for muna bc I love them… I’m still not a podcast person but I listened to so much gayotic this year. yeehaw silk is my roman empire

saved it for the end: my goal in 2023 was to write a lot of my rough draft and I did it! we went to see manatees, we went to st augustine multiple times, I read seasons of real florida & braiding sweetgrass (until I had to return it to the library lol) and I researched weaving and made a connection through an infodump match blog and drew an insanely detailed castle map… working on this book is occasionally stressful but mostly it’s just fun!

did a lot of writing in the beginning of the year and then stagnated for a while and then I was looking for a distraction from work hell and rainbow convinced me to do nanowrimo on a whim and I completed it!

I was in a writing group with someone I used to rp with on forums when I was like 13. WILD

anyway 2023 was a lot but a lot of good things happened too. I hope this year to stress less about work and just focus on what I can control, like my house and my book etc. my mom keeps saying “ready for what’s in store in 2024” so I made up a mcelroy year title for her which is “20 what’s in store: the adventure awaits”. personally idk if I want an adventure this year so I’m sticking with fungalore hearing my wish to get a lot of writing done. if you made it this far I hope you have a year of human connection, restful sleep, and good snacks. peace and love <3

I was gonna be like "would you believe it's my 10th one of these" but apparently tumblr has a CHARACTER LIMIT now????? why would they nerf me on the year I decided not to worry about how long it was

anyway I guess I'm splitting this in 2 so reflections on 2023 part one~

let's start with work bc then I want to be done with it: I spent all year doing trainings (& 2 conferences) and researching and preparing to apply for an advisor position if it ever opened up. it did open up in spring, I applied and did not get it, the new advisor was not good and got fired, I applied again having done much more training and still did not get it, I applied for a different advisor position trying to triumphantly leave my office and did not get that either. so now I’m still in my same position working under the person who beat me for the job but this time with a bunch of extra responsibility that I gave myself trying to prep to be promoted. lol. if I sound very bitter it’s because I am :)))) 

all that being said, I do still mostly like my job from day to day. and I still want to do advising, probably. if they’ll ever hire me for it

related to work but less bitter: I had mostly good relationships with my coworkers. one of them was pregnant for a lot of the year and just had her baby last week and I’m very excited to meet her (we went to her baby shower despite all her friends being Very Christian lol it was a time) (this coworker is uhhhh A Lot but it’s complicated lol). I got to be on the hiring committee for another coworker which was a cool experience and also she is very nice. got closer with another coworker who I previously had kind of a tenuous relationship with (and now she works fully remote so it doesn’t even matter) (jk)

another thing I did in my quest to Be Hireable was basically take over supervising the student leaders (work study students) at work. shoutout to esteban, isa, aar and sheri lol

I have inherited my mother’s trait of getting attached to problem children. there are several students who are a recurring Thorn In My Side but also I’m rooting for them

last work thing that is only tangentially a work thing: I became the advisor for GSA at my campus and now I have a bunch of queer college students under my wing. a few of us walked in pride which was my first time being in the parade and it was wild. also we had an event for trans awareness week and I am proud of them for coming up with it :)) more exciting things to come this year. feels good to have a little corner where I can provide support in the face of so many attacks from the FL govt

let’s get the other big bad thing out of the way! my mental health was shit lol. I briefly was doing virtual appointments with a therapist in the spring but it mostly just made me feel weird and untherapizable. (as in, I didn’t feel like I was getting much out of it but I think part of that was that it was zoom calls from my car on my phone during lunch breaks) although it did lead to me leaving my phone outside of the bedroom at night and putting timers on my apps which I think have been net positives even if they haven’t made as much of a difference as I hoped. 

the aforementioned job stress was a huge part of it, the application process lasted like 2 months and then they left me on the hook after the interview for Multiple Weeks which was. a bad time.

another part of it was I was alone a lot on weekends and I’m not very good at using my time off to do fun and nice things when I’m by myself, usually I end up just stewing in my brains. I did try to get in the habit of occasionally going to these nice gardens near us so maybe I will do that more this year also.

also health related: got my first mammogram this year. it was uncomfortable but fine. also got my first pap smear which was QUITE PAINFUL AND UNPLEASANT but I did survive it

also tangentially health related: I tried a few times throughout the year to do yoga. for a lil bit I was doing it with some coworkers after work once a week. some of it I did with some people from the carry on discord. it was very intermittent but better than nothing at all!

last health thing: my dad’s siblings had an Exceptionally Shitty Summer. one of his sisters died, another of his sisters had an extreme staph infection and was in the hospital for weeks, and one of his brothers had a mini stroke and possibly also a heart attack? the latter two are doing okay now but it was rough for a minute there

ENOUGH BAD STUFF I turned 30 this year! three full decades on this earth

Ingrid got her work authorization and a job and later in the year her green card!

I paid off my car (and also my car is having a lot of minor problems but that’s just… having a car)

I made a few financial mistakes (messed up our taxes, accidentally got a best buy credit card) but they are hopefully still fixable and overall we still saved money by the end of the year. we tried to keep a budget for a while but it was hard to keep up with. we also tried to join a credit union but their customer service was really weird

made a halfhearted attempt at local politics (went to a few protests, one city planning thing, and one socialist alternative meeting)

stay tuned for part 2 since tumblr hates me apparently

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🏹 ˖ ࣪⊹ — meant to be

pairing: mike wheeler x fem!reader

summary: your best friend mike helps you get ready for your first date, unfortunately it’s not with him

warnings: none !!

age of pairing: 15-16

a/n: listen to hardest to love by the weekend; reader wears a dress & has pierced ears

“what if he tries to kill you? then what are you going to do?!” mike panicked and followed you around your bedroom. your hands were fixing your hair while you responded, “mike, he’s not going to kill me.” “wha—how can you be so sure!” mike overreacted and finally sat down on your bed.

his eyes were glued onto you, hoping you were actually listening to his words. you weren’t. “he’s literally been in our class since like the third grade,” you replied and walked into your bathroom to finish your makeup.

mike crossed his arms, “have you ever seen any kidnapping documentary like ever…? it’s always the people you don’t expect!” he gazed upon your bedroom and fell back onto your pillow, patiently waiting for you to finish getting ready. “i’m almost a hundred percent he isn’t a serial killer and won’t kidnap me. we’re going to the movies mike, not a dangerous dark parking lot,” you sighed and put in one of your earrings.

grabbing the other one you re-entered your bedroom to find mike laying down and staring at the ceiling like he was in deep thought. “will you relax? i should be the one more worried, this is my first date!” you brought up and put in the other earring.

mike sat up and looked at you again, “yes yes make this all about you y/n,” he sarcastically retorted. you rolled your eyes and opened your closet to find the dress you wanted to wear earlier. “just—you know, be safe and have fun,” mike reluctantly muttered. even though mike meant the first part, he didn’t mean the second.

he wanted you to be safe for sure, always. but having fun was a different story. what if you had so much fun that you started to go on dates almost everyday! then when would you find the time to hang out with him? probably never. that’s why mike was here, biting his nails and kicking his feet as if he was a preschooler being left at school for the first time.

“hey could you zip me up?” you asked and walked towards the bed. mike snapped out of his daze and back into reality. he didn’t even notice how you changed into a dress, the prettiest dress. it may have been pretty but you wearing it made it even prettier, and that was an issue.

“yeah yeah, sure,” mike got up on his feet and reached for the zipper on the back of the dress. he had done this almost a hundred times for you so why was it so difficult now? it wasn’t actually the zipper or the dress giving him any difficulty, it was you. it was you wearing this dress to go meet a another guy who wasn’t him.

the zipper felt almost impossible to grasp for a second, his hands were clammy and the tiny zipper kept slipping away from his grip. “sorry,” mike mumbled and tried again. you stood patiently, fiddling your fingers awaiting for your dress to be zipped up. “it’s okay,” you reassured.

finally after what felt like an hour mike zipped the dress up and you turned around to face him. unexpectedly the two of you stood quite close to one another, faces almost touching and bodies just centimeters apart. there was some type of tension almost pulling the both of you towards each other when you heard your mom yell from downstairs, “honey, he’s here!”

the both of you looked away instantly and you turned away to your desk to grab your purse. before you ran out the door, you stopped to enter your bathroom again. you reached your your necklace clasp in the back. it was the necklace mike had gotten you for your tenth birthday with your initials and his.

you thought it would be a little weird to wear it on a date and took it off. “wait why are you taking it off?” mike asked and ran into the bathroom. “i don’t know it’s just awkward to wear another guys initial,” you joked and placed it in your jewelry dish by the sink. you walked out of the room and approached the stairs, followed by mike.

“but you haven’t taken it off since i gave it to you!” he pointed out and rushed down the stairs. you were adjusting your dress as you hurried down, worried to kept your date waiting. mike was right though. you hadn’t taken it off ever. you always wore it whether in the shower, pool parties, beach days, to sleep, to school, or anywhere for that matter! you felt hate without it but didn’t mention it and ran out the door.

“i’ll be back!” you shouted and your parents responded with a quick “have fun!” you put on your shoes, one foot at a time and used mikes shoulder as a balancing pillar. “so this is it?” he said and looked out the window to see a car waiting for you outside, parked by the sidewalk. you were all ready and smiled brightly at him, “yup this is it.”

almost on cue, the doorbell rang. you opened the door to reveal your date. he was cute boy that had asked you out the previous week, you obviously said yes because he was sweet and known to be quite smart in school. “wow you look great,” he smiled and complimented.

as mike looked at this guy he thought about his words. great? you look great?? not beautiful or pretty?? just great! why that stupid son of a bitc—

“thank you,” you replied and walked out of the door to follow him. “who are you?” he asked mike but before he could say anything you responded for him, “oh he’s just my friend.” mike instantly frowned at your response but didn’t bring it up since this was your moment.

your date nodded and waved hi to mike and you took his arm to quickly get to his car. mike watched from the doorway as he held your hand and opened the car door for you. it was pretty self-explanatory, the moment you took off the necklace and left it behind, mike knew this is what was set to happen.

this was his fate.

it was meant to be for mike always to be just your friend.