#please don't mind the mess in my room ive been overwhelmed lately

[sealightblue]

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[thatlotuscookie]

I LOVE YOUR WORK!!!! can I request something mayhaps? can you do a Denki or Kiri x reader where their like super overhwlemed with school work and their there to help them calm down?? if you cant its so fine don't feel bad!! keep up your good work - 🌿

✧･ﾟ: a/n: i love the dynamic and denki and y/n in this one!! to all my anons and whoever's reading this i hope you take breaks and prioritize your health over everything else. i know this semester is probably difficult for everyone but keep pushing! you guys got this. lately ive been pretty stressed about school but this req made me feel better so thank you anon. please enjoy <3

✧ Title: ✧ Electric Comfort ✧ ✧ Characters: Denki Kaminari x Reader (Gender Neutral) ✧ Genre: Light Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Light Romance, Slice of Life ✧ Rating: T ✧ Summary: The library is eerily quiet as you grapple with anxiety over upcoming exams. Just when the pressure feels overwhelming, Denki steps in, offering support. ✧ Content Warnings: Anxiety, anxiety triggers, emotional support, study session, school life, comfort, light romance (denki is crushing on you), panic attacks, self-doubt, peer pressure. ✧ WC: 1414 words // 8.1k chars

The library was eerily quiet, a stark contrast to the whirlwind of thoughts racing through your mind. You had always been diligent with your studies, but the pressure of upcoming exams was beginning to take its toll. Stacks of textbooks surrounded you like an impenetrable fortress, each page filled with information that felt increasingly foreign. Your anxiety was palpable, and no matter how hard you tried to focus, your mind was racing a mile a minute.

Denki had been aware of your struggles for a while now. You’d confided in him during one of your study sessions about how overwhelmed you felt, but he hadn’t realized just how deep your panic ran until he walked into the library that afternoon.

“Hey, Y/N!” he called, his voice cheerful but gentle. “Mind if I join you?”

You barely looked up, too focused on the formulas dancing in front of your eyes. “Yeah, sure,” you muttered, feeling the tension knotting tighter in your stomach.

Denki slid into the seat across from you, his vibrant energy somehow soothing amidst the chaos of your thoughts. He glanced at the open textbooks and the scribbled notes on your paper, frowning slightly. “You look like you’re about to explode. Are you okay?”

You let out a shaky breath, attempting to keep your voice steady. “I’m fine,” you insisted, but the words felt hollow. “Just... a lot to do.”

Denki’s brows furrowed as he studied your face. He couldn’t shake the feeling of concern creeping in. He’d always thought you were amazing—smart, capable, and incredibly hardworking—but seeing you like this tugged at his heart. “You don’t look fine. You look—”

“I said I’m fine!” you snapped, the pressure mounting until you could hardly contain it. The books began to blur, and you felt the walls of the library closing in on you. Your heart raced, the panic flooding your chest.

“I can’t do this,” you whispered, pushing the textbooks away as your hands trembled. “I’ll never understand it all in time!”

Denki immediately leaned closer, his expression shifting to one of concern. “Hey, hey, look at me,” he said softly. “You’re going to be okay. Just breathe.” He reached out, gently placing a hand over yours, grounding you with his warmth.

In that moment, Denki felt a surge of determination to help you. He had always admired your strength and resilience, but seeing you like this—vulnerable and panicked—made him want to be your rock. “You’re stronger than you think, Y/N. We’ll figure this out together.”

Your eyes darted around the room, your breath quickening. “I just—what if I fail? What if I mess everything up? I can’t let anyone down, especially not myself.”

Denki squeezed your hand, his fingers wrapping around yours reassuringly. “Hey, you’re not going to fail. You’re smart, and you’ve worked hard. We’ll tackle this together. Just focus on me.”

You took a shuddering breath, finally meeting his gaze. There was a softness in his eyes that made you feel a little less alone. “I—I don’t know where to start.”

“Let’s take a break first,” Denki suggested, his voice calm but firm. “You need to step away for a moment. How about we grab a snack?”

You hesitated but reluctantly nodded. “Okay, but just a quick break.”

“Perfect!” he said, standing up and pulling you along with him. “You can’t study on an empty stomach anyway.”

As you walked out of the library together, the cool air hit your face, and for the first time that day, you felt a sense of calm. Denki chattered on about trivial things, his cheerful demeanor a stark contrast to the worry that had consumed you moments earlier. You couldn’t help but smile at his antics, feeling your tension ease just a bit.

Denki had always had a crush on you. The way you carried yourself, the passion you poured into everything you did—it captivated him. Even when you struggled, he admired your determination. He wanted nothing more than to be the one who could help lift the burden off your shoulders, to be someone you could rely on.

After grabbing some snacks from a nearby café, Denki led you to a bench outside, where you both munched on your food while basking in the warm sunlight. As you took a bite of your sandwich, you felt the heaviness in your chest lift even more.

“See? Doesn’t it feel good to take a break?” Denki asked between bites, a grin plastered on his face.

“Yeah, it really does,” you admitted, savoring the moment of peace. But just as you were beginning to relax, your phone buzzed in your pocket, and a message from a classmate caught your eye.

Your heart sank a little at the thought of the workload still waiting for you. You quickly typed back a response, letting them know you’d get back to them soon, but your anxiety flared again, feeling the pressure of expectations once more.

Denki noticed your change in demeanor, his expression shifting back to concern. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

“I just… I feel like I’m letting everyone down,” you confessed, your voice barely above a whisper. “I can’t handle this pressure.”

“Y/N, don’t think like that,” Denki replied firmly. “You’re not letting anyone down. Everyone has their struggles, and it’s okay to feel overwhelmed sometimes. You’re human.”

Feeling the warmth of his support, you found yourself nodding. “I guess I just feel like I need to do everything perfectly.”

Denki smirked. “There’s no such thing as perfect. You’re doing your best, and that’s what matters.”

His reassurance sparked something in you, and you took a deep breath, letting the cool air soothe your frayed nerves. “I guess I just need to focus on what I can control.”

“Exactly!” he encouraged, his eyes sparkling. “Now, how about we head back to the library and tackle that calculus together? I’m here for moral support and snacks!”

As you walked back, you felt lighter with each step. The combination of Denki’s optimism and his unwavering presence made the weight of your worries feel a little lighter, and you realized that with him by your side, you could face whatever challenges lay ahead.

Once back in the library, Denki dove right into the calculus problems, his enthusiasm infectious. “Okay, let’s start with this one,” he said, pointing to the first problem on the page. “Remember how we did this last time?”

You nodded, your confidence beginning to build as you worked through the problem with him. Denki explained the steps in a way that felt approachable and fun, cracking jokes to lighten the mood whenever he sensed your tension creeping back in.

“See? You’ve got this!” Denki exclaimed as you solved the problem together. “You’re like a math wizard or something!”

You laughed, feeling a surge of pride. “I don’t know about that, but this is definitely helping.”

They continued working through problems, Denki’s energy never wavering as he switched between explaining concepts and encouraging you with each small victory. The way he would lean in closer whenever he showed you a solution made your heart race, but you pushed those thoughts aside, focusing instead on the calculus.

After a while, however, you stumbled on a particularly challenging problem, your mind racing in circles. “I don’t get it,” you muttered, frustration bubbling to the surface. “Why does it have to be so complicated?”

“Okay, let’s break it down,” Denki said, his voice calm. He leaned over your paper, and you could feel his warmth radiating off of him as he traced the problem with his finger. “What’s the first step?”

You glanced at the equations, your mind swirling as you tried to process it all. “Um, I think… we need to isolate the variable?”

“Exactly!” he encouraged, his eyes lighting up. “Let’s start there. You’ve got this, I promise.”

As you worked through it together, you began to relax again, focusing on Denki’s explanations and the way he broke things down. Every time you’d grasp a concept, a rush of relief washed over you, and Denki’s proud smile only made that feeling stronger.

After a couple of intense problems, you could feel the weight of your panic lifting as your confidence grew. “I think I’m starting to understand this better,” you said, a hint of surprise in your voice.

“See? I told you you could do it!” Denki grinned, leaning back in his chair. “Now, let’s tackle one more before we take another break, okay? I know you can do this!”

You nodded eagerly, ready to push through. The two of you spent the next while solving problems, the sound of your laughter echoing in the otherwise quiet library. The stress of the day began to melt away as you focused on the work and Denki’s encouraging presence.

But as you were about to move on to the next chapter, you found your mind wandering again. “Denki, what if I still don’t do well on the test?” you asked, your voice tinged with anxiety. “What if all this doesn’t help?”

Denki paused, looking thoughtful for a moment before answering. “You know what? No matter how you do on the test, it doesn’t define who you are. You’re still the same amazing person, regardless of the results. Plus, you’re doing your best, and that’s all anyone can ask for.”

His words struck a chord deep within you, and you felt a warmth spreading through your chest. “Thanks, Denki. That means a lot.”

“Anytime,” he replied, a shy smile gracing his lips. “I’m always here for you, especially when it comes to tackling schoolwork. Just remember, you’re not alone in this.”

After a few more problems, you decided to take a break, feeling that familiar sense of calm returning. Denki reached for his phone and started scrolling through social media, occasionally glancing at you with that signature grin. “So, what do you want to do after we finish studying?” he asked, clearly not wanting to rush the moment.

“I guess I’d like to hang out, maybe watch a movie or something?” you suggested, feeling your cheeks warm at the thought.

“Sounds perfect! Just don’t be surprised if I fall asleep during the movie. I’ve had a long day,” he joked, winking at you.

You chuckled, the banter between you both easing your worries. As the study session continued, you found yourself smiling more often, the comforting presence of Denki making everything feel a little less daunting.

With each problem you conquered, your confidence blossomed further, and you realized that with Denki by your side, you could tackle anything that came your way.

[queerminalminds]

10th doctor x male reader

10 | pet names and cuddles

y/n = your name

y/n's pov

it's been a couple months since me and the doctor started 'dating.' i've tried taking him out on a date multiple times but he refuses. he says i shouldn't spend my money on him. but too bad, it's my money and i want to spoil the life out of the doctor.

i was currently in my bed on the tardis, looking up at the ceiling. i had put a star projector in my room so it was like i was watching the stars.

i sighed loudly and got up out of bed, i was in some oversized joggers and a gray tank top. i walk out of my room and head over to the doctor's room. i knocked a few times and i heard a faint 'come in' so i entered. he was on his bed messing with his sonic screwdriver.

"hey, it's late why are you messing with the sonic?" i ask quietly as i sat down next to him.

"this stupid thing is broken again!" he yells and throws the sonic to the ground by our feet.

"baby it's okay, you can deal with it tomorrow, let's get you some sleep okay?" i grip him on his shoulders and he turns around to look at me.

"why'd you call me baby? isn't that a young version of a human?" he asks with an eyebrow raised and i laughed.

"what? did i say something wrong?" he asks, panicking a little.

"no you didn't say anything wrong doctor, it's called a pet name. they're just names to call you instead of your real name." i explain and he nods.

"can you... keep doing that?" he whispers and blushes and i nod with a grin.

"of course honey, now let's not mess with the screwdriver right now, want some more comfy clothes?" i ask and he nods his head and i go over to his closet and pick out some pajamas. i bring the clothes back to the doctor and hand them to him.

"do you want me to leave or stay while you get changed?" i ask.

"you can stay, i don't mind." he replies as he unbuttons his suit. i stare at him and my eyes go wide. i've never seen him shirtless or naked before and im definitely feeling overwhelmed. he slips off his suit jacket and tie and throw them over on the ground somewhere. which leaves him shirtless and i almost choke on my saliva.

"is something wrong y/n?" he asks worriedly.

"no, nothings wrong, ive just never seen you shirtless before." i look down at my feet to avoid eye contact.

"don't guys change around each other all the time?" he questions.

"sometimes yeah but this time it's different, it's well, you." i reply and look back up at him and look into his eyes.

"you have beautiful eyes handsome." i say as i get closer to him and i see him blushing furiously.

"t-thank you y/n, why do my cheeks feel hot?" he asks and touches his cheeks.

"you're blushing hun, it happens when you have emotional stress." i explain as i sit down back on the bed. i let him take off his pants and i decide not to look while he changes into the joggers.

"let's lay down now alright?" i tell him and he lays down and i lay down next to him.

"what are you doing?" he asks and stares at me.

"laying with you, is this okay?" i ask as i wrap my arms around his waist and throw my leg over his.

"y-yeah it feels kinda nice actually." he replies.

"time lords sleep right?" i ask and i feel him nod.

"not all the time, but when we are completely drained out on energy we usually sleep."

"are you tired?" i ask as i run my hands through his hair. god i love his hair, it's so soft.

"a little, can you keep doing that? with my hair please. it feels so good." he begs and i chuckle.

"of course baby." i say as i keep messing with his hair, eventually i start talking to him about my family. i was probably talking for hours, i talk way too much sometimes.

"hey doctor do you want to meet my parents?" i ask and got no response and i hear heavy breathing. i assumed that he fell asleep during my long story.

"goodnight doctor. i love you so much."

a/n: heavily inspired by @ australia_mate on ao3, also i am crying this is so cringe send help.

[mikisworls]

AN: this is my first time writing a fan fiction so bare with me.I hope you enjoy

warnings: much angst, Sexual Assault, attempted suicide

Listen Before I go By Billie Eilish 🥲

pairing: Harry Styles X !FEM!reader 

Harry has been on tour for months, five months to be more specific. a lot can change in that amount of time, trust especially.

“I've missed you my angel,” Harry said from the doorway, bags dropped to his feet as he walked over to you to hold you in his arms.

You flinched away from his touch. He backs away, understanding the shake in your hands. you don’t want to be held.

Did he do something wrong? what happened in those five months that would have made you flinch away from him? Was it his fault? The answer was no, it wasn’t his fault he didn’t know. You never told him, how was he supposed to know.

He could see on your face something was off. a few seconds maybe 20 had passed before either of you spoke again. “What’s wrong, What happened?” your eyes start to water, you two have been together for two years but have known each other since sophomore year of high school.

He told you everything, from what bothered him that day or what made him so overwhelmed with joy it didn’t matter he always told you about it, but you were more closed off than him. Sure you told him about your day and he already knew everything about you, that’s what he thought at least.

“It's nothing, really i just missed you and didn’t expect you to be home.” that wasn’t it and he knew it. He’s too good at reading you. “That’s not it and we both know that, what is it lovie.”

The truth was, he called you. the guy who ruined your life. Made you feel like you didn’t deserve love. the man who fucked you up so bad you could hardly live. not safely at least.

“Jace called me.” you mumbled under your breath, it was barely audible but he heard you. “Jace as in your Ex? What did he want.” “He just called to mess with me.”

Technically that was the truth, just not all of it. “There’s more, isn’t there. you can tell me.” god you don’t deserve harry, he’s too good for you.

“There's some things I haven't told you, but I think I'm ready.” you look him in the eyes and pull him to the couch. “Now before i say this i don’t want you to get upset, it was a long time ago. Jace wasn’t only an Ex, he did things to me, not exactly good things.”

you had to stop for a few seconds to catch your breath, you were crying? When did you start crying? when will you stop. “It's okay lovie take your time.” harry said as he put a hand on your back, instead of flinching away you melted into his touch, it calmed you. “ He, uh he would make me do things. things you wouldn’t even believe.”

To say Harry was angry would be the understatement of the century. He was shaking, his face was beet red. You could tell he was trying to stay calm for your sake but it wasn’t working.

This time you leaned into him asking to be held. That's how you stayed for the rest of the night, tangled with him. Assuming you feel asleep and he carried you to your room.

When you woke up the bed was empty. Was it a dream? you heard the sink running in the bathroom, harry was brushing his teeth. He’s home, “some welcome home present” you thought to yourself. Telling your overprotective boyfriend about the guy who raped you the day he gets home. Not even a welcome home.

“good morning angel, I have a few meetings today just to wrap up tour stuff. I should be home around 3:00pm then we can do whatever you want to do.” it’s 9:00am now. “alright do you want breakfast?” “No thank you i’m already late, but thank you. i’m leaving in a few and have some stuff to do downstairs but i love you and i’ll see you tonight, call me if you need anything.” “love you too, have a good day.”

you're such an asshole. He just got home and the first thing you do is make him feel like he did something wrong. He was gone for five months and not even an I love you. god your pathetic. Why is he still with you. He doesn’t deserve to be treated with such disrespect, especially from you. “I agree, he doesn’t” your thoughts get the best of you and you spend at least an hour just sitting on the shower floor, just thinking, contemplating.

That’s it, you get up from the shower floor turn off the water and cry off. Your wearing one of his hoodies and som shorts. the pen in your hand is shaking more than you are. you write nonetheless.

Harry, my sweet harry. my love for you is larger than life. i don’t want you to think this was your fault, it’s not. if anything you prevented this from happening a long time ago. but my time is up, god i hope you aren’t the one to find me. i’m so sorry i had to do this to you. I'm sorry I had to hold you back all this time. i hope now that i’m gone you won’t have anything stopping you from greatness, more greatness than you already have. I love you. but i can’t keep living this life. it hurts. more than you'll ever know. I don't want you to stop living because of me. i won’t ask much of you for now but can you take care of Rajah? She needs to be fed while I'm gone. take care of yourself. don’t let me be the reason we meet again. but hey when it is your time in 50 years i’ll tell you if there’s a heaven like i’ve always wanted to know. but please know, this isn’t your fault, it’s mine really. goodbye my love

il mio amore per te va di mondo in mondo, ti amo più della vita.

-Y/N

and with that it was done, you grabbed your bottle of prozac in your shaking hands and that was it.

HARRY’S POV

I forgot to tell Y/N I was coming home for lunch but consider it a little surprise. “Y/N, darling i’m home for lunch, what do you have in mind?” when he got no reply he began to worry. He walked the halls searching for his love. when he walked into your shared room he saw you… laying there. limp.

the color drained from his face as he sprinted to you collapsing on top of you. He frantically shook you, trying desperately to get any sort of response, all he got was a low grunt. He looked at your hand, pills. He pulled up his phone and dialed 911 as fast as his mind allowed “911 what’s your emergency?” she sounds too cheerful for this situation “please it’s my girlfriend i just got home and she was on the floor barely responding, i think she tried to kill herself!” “does she have a pulse? what’s the address?” “she has a pulse but it’s weak, the address is 1794 on 64th ave. hurry” the line went silent on the other end for a few seconds “alright sir we have the address someone will be there as soon as 2 minutes” “she doesn’t have 2 minutes, hurry please.”

When the paramedics arrived your pulse was barely there, low and shallow breaths in your lungs. Harry was in the ambulance as they put your IV in and out you in oxygen. after they got to the hospital he wasn’t allowed in the room until they were sure you were ready for visits. a nurse had been giving him updates her name was sarah. Sarah told him to go home, shower grab some clothes, it took time but he did. That’s when he saw the note. He broke. He couldn’t think. He couldn’t move. “il mio amore per te va di mondo in mondo, ti amo più della vita.” he thought of you when you two went to italy for your anniversary, you remembered. it means “my love for you goes from world to world, I love you more than life.”

when he got back to the hospital Sarah said you were better, still haven’t woken up yet but your healing nonetheless. They called your mother and she said he could be put on the emergency list so he could be with you when you wake up. That's exactly what he did, he sat there right beside you for a week until you woke up.

Y/N POV

It was bright, too bright for your eyes. You turned over but when you felt someone touching your hand you saw harry. He’s asleep, how long has it been, he thinks you're pathetic. He doesn’t, he’s been crying, his cheeks are red and tear stained. He’s waking up. “Hey lovie, are you alright? How are you feeling? Can I get you anything?” he seemed genuinely concerned, it was hard to answer but you managed to get a few words out “I’m fine right now, where am I?” he looked at you in a way that asked you if you were being serious, you were. “Where at the hospital, you took a bunch of pills but I got to you in time.”

“Hey Y/N, my name is Sarah, i’m your nurse, how are you feeling hun?” “i feel fine, a little drowsy.” i couldn’t really tell you what happened after that, everything’s a bit fuzzy but she kept asking questions. Harry’s eyes never left me.

~time skip to when they get home because it’s late and i need to sleep~

Harry’s hand was on my knee the whole ride home like he was afraid I would evaporate if he let go. When we pulled into the driveway he opened the door for me and offered me a hand, I took it and thanked him. He hasn’t really asked as many questions as I thought he would.

When we got inside he dropped our bags by the door, went to the kitchen and grabbed some water. He walked back into the living room where you were sitting, he sat the glass of water on the table next to you.

He sat on the couch beside you, you basically threw yourself onto him has tears gushed down your face staining his dark blue t-shirt, he wrapped his arms around you and held you as you spewed out apology’s one after another “I’m so sorry, i’m so selfish, you shouldn’t have to deal with shit like this.” he cut you off before you could say anything else with a soft kiss. It has been so long since you two have just kissed.

he leaned back so you could lay on top of him. you fell asleep to harry whispering “i love you” over and over in your ear.

when you woke up harry was playing with your hair, once you woke up a bit more you spoke up. He deserves an explanation “Harry, you deserve an explanation. It was never your fault, just with jace calling me and the things he said-``''what did he say?” “uh he uh told me to w-watch myself and that no one not even you, who he called some other fuck up, can protect me from him. i was scared and confused and i didn’t know how to handle it but the things he did to me fucked me up and i don’t want that again.” “ it’s alright baby really i’m not mad, he can’t hurt you anymore, i’m here. that bastard will be in a grave before he lays another hand on you”

An: tell me how you liked it, might fuck around and make a part two idk yet but im going to bed i love you