#since i didnt feel like pulling out my laptop

[lizzychanz]

First proper pic in forever. The background was AI generated, but the rest of it is mine. One of these days I'm gonna sit down and learn how to properly do a background haha.

Been on a Danny Phantom x DC crossover hyperfixation recently, so here's Danny cornered in an alley, I guess.

If the shadows look weird, no they don't.

[insidejiaqi]

Sex for grades (kind of)

was not particularly the smartest girl in school in university. so i had to do what it takes to graduate

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i studied computer science in university. looking back, probably not the best choice for a dumb bitch like me. chose it cuz my friends chose it too. and the bunch of nerds around me were just not it. creeps everywhere.

in my first sem, there was this particular project based mod and i could not understand anything the prof was saying. whats worse was my coding skills were close to non existent and my group mates were all experienced code monkeys.

i could tell my project mates were slowly getting fed up with me. they would assign me tasks that i would take so long to complete they end up just doing it for me. but i do try okayyyyy.

one night i was determined to contribute something. so i stayed late in school to work on one of the tasks assigned to me. i convinced one of my project mates to stay with me. he was the kind of an awkward looking nerd that wears specs. the only woman he ever talked to was probably his mom.

while i was trying to do my task, i would consistently rant out loud about how hard it is and why i keep getting errors. he heard me and came to sit beside me to explain the problems i had.

i leaned in to point at my laptop screen, acting like i was listening and got my boobs caressing his arm intentionally. i know he felt it as he suddenly looked a little uncomfortable. i could see his bulge starting to form. he carried on explaining the issues with my code but i wasnt even listening.

tbh, the plan was never for me to actually finish it. i just dont want to get complained for not contributing :)

"how about i do this and you do this for me?" i stretched out my arm to grab the big bulge in his pants.

he gave me the blank stare.

"come on, you do what youre good at, and i do what im good at. no one suffers"

"errrr"

i got on my knees under the table and started undoing his pants. it was just us there. i pulled out his dick and to my surprise, it was about 5 inches. for a nerd like him, his dick size was surprising.

"stop looking and keep typing"

he immediately looked up and continued working on my task.

I slowly pulled back his forskin to expose the dickhead and my warm saliva drip down on his sensitive virgin dick. he involuntarily moaned and squirmed as i started stroking, coating his dick with my saliva.

"fuck jiaqi, your hands feel amazing!"

"shhhh. less talking, more typing"

I leaned in to lick the head as i continued stoking. he kept moaning and the typing did not stop. without warning, his hands came under the table and forced my mouth into his dick.

"ohh fuck yesss jiaqii. i always imagined you as a naughty dumb slut. jerking off to your pictures when we were first grouped together. never thought it could be real. and now fucking your mouth feels 1000 times better. fuckkkk"

he held my head down for a good 10 seconds while he exposes dirtiest fantasies to me.

"now get up and let me fuck you over the table" he pulled me up by my hair and bent me over bent me over the table. he lifted my skirt and saw that i was not wearing any panties.

"wow seems like this was you end goal since the beginning huh. wanting that pussy filled quickly so you didnt wear panties?"

"nuuu..." he jabbed his dick into me before i could reply and started thrusting in and out.

"fuck you little dumb slut. its okay. i will do your homework for you if you continue being a good little cock sleeve. now call me daddy"

"yes daddyy... fuckkkkkk ughhh"

the thrusting continued as he added a few loud spanks on my ass as if it was not a public place. he was still an inexperienced nerd and just 2mins later he pulled out and shot his ropes on my ass and sat back down on the chair panting.

"heheh how does it feel to lose your virginity?"

"tiring... how was it for you?"

"heheh here is lesson 2. dont ask a girl that."

he was still trying to catch his breath while i started packing my bag.

"now get that task done for me alright? its due tomorrow", i whispered in his ear before leaving.

"yea sure dont worry about it."

I went home and when i arrived home, i got a text containing all the files required to complete the task.

from then on, he helped me do my work for the rest of the sem and i got an A. heheh

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Appreciate yall for reading my sexual recounts. Writing it gets me turned on as well. If you liked it, do give it a like and reblog!

Follow me on twitter at @jiaqi2602 for short snippets and uncensored content.

Till next time!

[backgroundnoisewithaview]

What we should get....

Will thought through the conversation with Sabeena and it was like he immediately was pulled into an out of body experience. In front of him he could see two paths, one where he made the best of his current options, continuing with Verani and going into medical research and pharmaceutical panels and another where he cut his losses completely.

It was like he could see everything clearly. He was stood there in his shit shoe box of an apartment, but he could see the hospital. His friendship with Maggie had changed since she'd got with Ben, him and Natalie were over, she clearly had no problem with Crockett telling him to back off even though he was just there for Carol as nothing more than a family friend. And yeah he and April were becoming good friends whilst she worked with him but it wasn't enough.

His mind spun some more. Natalie no matter what always put him second, or third. He couldn't do right for doing wrong. Choi could have killed a patient whilst under the influence of post op drugs, collapsed in the ED and he doesn't even get a slap on the wrist. Will risks his career to save patients and he is always threatened with his medical licence.

Was this why he became a doctor? Was all of this really worth it? Was this what his life would be like for the next 20 years? Him being tarnished for his past poor decisions whilst everyone around him get theirs glossed over to save their reputation?

He came back to himself, in his shitty kitchen, in his shitty apartment he could barely afford. He was moving before he could really think. He picked up his phone, and didnt have to scroll too far down before he got to the name he wanted.

Hey Con, we've not spoken in a while, I hope you're okay. I'm leaving Chicago, mind if I come visit?

He then power walked to his laptop and booted it up. He opened his email as fast as he could and clicked to write a new one.

To Ms. Goodwin,

This email is to inform you that I am hereby resigning from my position as attending in the ED in Gaffney Chicago Med. I will carry out my month's notice if absolutely necessary however I hope to take my leave affective immediately, like many others before me have been allowed to do. I have realised how this job and place is not for me anymore. Thank you for your support through the years.

Regards,

Dr Will Halstead.

He sends the email without a second thought, and a few seconds later his phone pings with a reply from Connor.

Leaving leaving? Everything ok? And yeah man, come out whenever, you know where I live.

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Thanks man, Will types, yeah. Long story short, I need a change. I'll tell you more when I get there and I'll let you know when I can leave.

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Connor replies almost immediately Been there, done that, wearing the t-shirt. It'll be good to see you.

-

Will imagines a different future, with sunshine and a beach and maybe a friend at the end of the day not too far away. He has no idea if he'll remain a doctor, he has no idea how Jay will react when he tells him, but life like this couldn't continue and there was nothing really keeping him in Chicago anymore.

It'll be good to see you too. He replies back, and then sits down, phone thrown down onto the couch slouches against the back of it fully, and feels like he can breathe properly for the first time in a long time.

[mystarsohee]

could u write cg doyoung or jaehyun (mayhaps both if ur willing) w a little fem reader? age range doesn't matter, whatever you're comfy with!

star blossom

genre: fluff

songfic kinda not really.. its just doyoung having his little listen to star blossom for the first time, a song he wrote for her (jus pretend he wrote the song in this world..) 😭

!!! non-sexual agere, only cg name used is doie.

cg!doyoung fem!reader

doyoung has been working a lot later than usual these past weeks, and honestly it has made a difference on you. everytime he comes home you can't help but cling to him for as long as possible. he feels the same way. you have the same effect on him, the way he has an effect on you.

the caregiver title was made for doyoung, who always had the instinct to protect and take care of you since you two met. he was the type to always give you sweet nicknames, like flower, or my love.

the reason hes been working so hard lately, is because hes currently helping write and release a song! what you don't know is that the songs lyrics have been written about you. about the memories the both of you make together. the things you two enjoy.

after long long weeks of doyoung working late, he comes home with good news.

"hi my pretty girl!" he greets when he enters.

"hi doie!!!" you waddle to him, cartoons still playing on the tv.

you immediately start clinging to him, and he pulls you and himself over to the couch. he pulls out his laptop from his bag, and starts typing and clicking. you watch as a file opens, labeled, "star blossom 🌸 demo"

"i've been working so late because i've been writing and singing a song. and i want you to be the first person outside of my coworkers to hear it!" doyoung explains to you.

"wow, i know it'll sound amazing because you made it! can i hear it right now?" you ask, with a head tilt.

he nods, plugs in a pair of earbuds and hands them to you. instead of putting both in, you hands one to him. so you can both listen together, you tell him when he asks.

"a night of walking with you i have these heart fluttering dreams walking, just us two, it's so sweet"

the lyrics remind you of the many times you two went out on late night walks. usually around the park, and you would go when you had trouble sleeping. they were always so peaceful and quiet, only sounds from doyoung or you were heard during the late hours of the night.

"when the white starlight blooms i'll hold your hand"

oh his voice is just so beautiful. from your perspective, its the most angelic thing you've ever heard. you grab his hand, and hes watching you with an adoring look. the two of you are already as close as can be, since you haven't seen eachother all day. going that long without your caregiver can get rough.

"soaked in the yellow moonlight are the hours of the night i'll remember it for a long time"

your mind goes back to those walks, honestly they had to be one of your favorite things to do with your doie. his presence was always just so comforting, you never felt unsafe when he was around. doyoung would always play with you, no matter how exhausted he was from that day. he just made everything better, and you hope he knew that he brought endless love into your life.

"we fill up our empty silences with small conversations. you are so bright, more than those stars"

doyoung did have a habit of calling you his star.. always talked about your bright smile to you, and anyone he had the chance to talk to. he looked at you like you were the only thing in the universe. always with such attention and care, his members loved to tease him about it. he didnt care about that though, because all he really cared about was you.

"look at the stars, theyre shining for you everything is so beautiful, just like when you walked over to me"

he loves you so much. like, so much. doyoung never knew he could love anyone this much. everything you do makes him love you even more, and when he became your caregiver it was like nothing could ever go wrong again. he loves to take care of you, whether you need help eating, or getting dressed. he'll do it for you. or if you do something you're not supposed to, he has no choice but to discipline you. doyoung always feels like the most horrible person ever when he sees you tear up.

speaking of tearing up...

"doie... that was so.. so good!" you say while sniffling, and doyoungs face quickly drops.

"oh my love, i didnt mean to make you cry. i just wanted you to hear the song.." he says, wiping and kissing your tears away.

"it was very pretty.. thats why i cry! and- and the lyrics, like when we, uhh, go walk at night!" you try to explain how you felt, but it was difficult with your current headspace.

"the lyrics were about you pretty girl. its you, you're the star blossom." he smiles, tears building up in his own eyes. doyoung removes the earbuds from his ear and yours, and brings you in for a big hug.

you two stay like that for a while, soaking up eachothers love and comfort. in the next month, when doyoung officially released the song, it was playing non-stop. anytime you got the aux, or had headphones, star blossom was playing. doyoung appreciates all the love you give to the song, knowing that he wrote it with you in mind the whole time.

author note: HI ANON!!! sorry if this took long to put out.. i hope you enjoyed! it was honestly a bit rushed but i actually love this song so bad.. and the lyrics too 🥹 also sorry i didnt ever really mention sejeong.. i still love her tho 😛 shes a boss queen!!! i think this scenario is so cute, like imagine doyoung writing a song for his little omfg. as always, feedback is appreciated! 💕

[therealressii]

do you mind if i give feedback on the game you're making?

i played a little bit of it (i got to the temple place) and so far i love the art style, but it is super not obvious what is and isnt an enemy? like i saw these garbage worms that damaged me, but they where so thin i died to them and didnt even see them

i also encountered what i think is a bug, where if you jump and then quickly jump after, you can almost double jump, and it gives you enough height to clear distances you probably could only climb without, however it does feel satisfying to pull off, therefore im unsure if its intended or not. i also couldnt heal, despite there being a control shown at the beginning that said i could, not sure if theres a reason for that or not

(also sorry i realize its kinda rude to ask if you want feedback, but then give it anyway, take that what you will lol)

last thing, a lot of the enemies are super vague in how they attack, and a lot of the time i die, its because an enemy i encountered hits me with something i cant really dodge, like the firelizzard guy, i hit him enough and then it blows up and jumps at me? i cant do any damage to it without dying before i land a hit, its just super confusing

i will say though, the platforming is really fun, if its a bit finicky, but so far the art style is stunning, and i love how the main character moves and looks. they look like they give good hugs lmao

sorry if this seems overly negative, but i love the game so far, and i cant wait to play more of it! (it might also be a problem with my potato laptop that i use lmao) ((also i realize this is a MASSIVE ask, its really easy to talk about this game it seems. i cant believe how little people are talking about this! its such a cool game so far and EOURGH i love it and i love the characters they hit all the right spots with me EUIUGH))

sorry for my inefficient way of typing, and the wall of text uuuh your really cool and i wish more people talked about your game and your art because its absolutely amazing how much you have made and how little its talked about! this is such a diamond in the rough and its absolutely stunning

thank you so much for playing, i always welcome feedback so don't worry about that and to address each point:

it was deliberate to make some enemies very hard to spot (blame pikmin 2 and rainworld) but it could be worth considering adding some additional audio and/or visual indicator i did plan on adding low threat music to play when any enemy was near you (similar to rainworld) though i haven't gotten around to learning how to make music yet so we'll have to see

yea that's a bug that appeared pretty early in development, a consequence of how the game detects if the player is on the ground or not i haven't bothered to fix it as my general rule for bugs is if it doesn't negatively affect the player or gameplay, i wont bother touching it so semi intended

im curious, did you ever craft any upgrades or know about that, including the healing potions needed to heal i didn't provide any tutorial or indication that there was a craft system for upgrades since i assumed that at one point or another the player would try to figure out what they could do with the materials that came from enemies, plants, and such sorry if that sounded rude, im genuinely curious for obvious game design purposes since i wanted to make roa with as little tutorial as possible to let players figure out the game without too much hand holding, but i could definitely add some additional tutorial/indicator besides the interactable arrow indicator

im guessing you went to the ruda'ishvura temple region straight away and that area is purposely filled with enemies with much higher health pools and damage its basically to indicate to players who get there early that they may need more health and general upgrades though i don't block it off based on boss progression since i want to allow the player to explore and well figure out their limits tho i could try make certain enemies a lil less confusing (not promises on that sorry akfaghs)

lastly, im curious about the "potato laptop" comment, were you experiencing stutters or anything like that optimization wasnt really my main concern at the beginning given that i just wanted to get something out there and as long as the game ran 60+ fps on my setup in the editor, i considered it good enough to run on most pcs and laptops but i might have to do an optimization patch of sorts if there are issues on lower end setups

anyways thank you so much again for playing roa and for the feedback, it is always good to get insight from different player experiences and their reactions/responses to my admittedly silly game design philosophies for my game

[notahorseindisguise]

"... to bugs"

last time a bee stung me was over 3 years ago. i laid down on the grass and accidentally crushed a bee with my left earlobe. she was just laying still there, and i, the big fumbling giant i am, accidentally put here into a dark, crushing situation, and she lashed out. she stung me on the ear, and she died because of it. it hurt me for 3 or 4 hours at most.

last time a human stung me was a month ago. we were sharing a family dinner, and my dad told me that the way i was sitting on my chair was impolite. i had my left foot up on the chair, the knee resting against my chest, and the other leg crossed between my foot and my body. this came out of nowhere, because i always sit like this, but my dad said it was impolite, and i didnt understand how. i asked him why it was impolite. he said you know why. i replied no i dont. he said i dont believe you and yes i do and stop lying and sit properly. i said dad im being serious i dont get how this is rude and he said something must be really wrong with your brain if you dont understand. i put my feet down and i ate my dinner in silence and i went to sleep early that night. i still think about that every time i sit that way in a chair. i think about how wrong my brain is.

last time an ant bit me was last year. i was at my grandmas house, where my cousins and i would have a yearly water bomb fight. running around, chucking water balloons at each other, at one point i squatted on the ground to avoid being seen, and didnt realise my toe was in a green ant colony. dozens of ants began climbing my foot, and i was desperately apologizing out loud and gently knocking them off so they wouldnt be hurt, but i didnt want them on me or else they would bite. someone heard me talking to the ants and threw a water balloon at me, which exploded on my face, and so i ran after them, to retaliate, not knowing i had left an ant on my foot, and had run away from its home with it, and so it bit me, to let me know. i dropped my balloon and i put the ant back at its home. that was the only bite i got from disrupting the whole colony. it stopped hurting about an hour later.

last time i was bit by a human was a week ago. id had a hard time recently, and was determined to make this day count, especially since i was home alone all day and had all the free time i wanted. i showered (which i normally am not motivated to do), brushed my teeth (which i normally am not motivated to do), shaved (which i normally am not motivated to do), ate (which i normally am not motivated to do), cleaned my room (which i normally am not motivated to do), cleaned the bathrooms (which i normally am not motivated to do), did the dishes (which i normally am not motivated to do), vaccuumed (which i normally am not motivated to do), and then pulled out my laptop to work on an assignment (which i normally am not motivated to do). at this stage in my long hard day, i was feeling very proud of myself (which i normally dont have a reason to do), when my mum came home, saw me on my laptop, and said of course you sat there all day and did nothing. all my pride vanished and i felt worthless (which i normally do), nodded my head, and closed all my schoolwork tabs. if thats all im thought to do, why shouldnt i do it.

the last time a bug hurt me in general was 2 weeks ago. a simple housefly was buzzing around and it accidentally flew into my mouth. i accidentally swallowed it. it became caught in my throat. i had a huge coughing and retching fit because of the obstruction, and i didnt feel better until the next day, when i had forgotten the feeling. but im sure the fly got the worse deal.

the last time a person hurt me was just the other day. i had done my hair in a different way which i thought was really cute. i showed it off to my siblings but before i could say anything they laughed at me and said i looked like an idiot. kt was all jokes. they thought i was joking about the hairstyle. i smiled and laughed with them. i went away and put my hair back and decided to never change it up again.

maybe if people were a little bit nicer i would treat them more like insects

[spikrock]

my mad t party lgbt hcs explained

very messy post below! some are genuine reasonings and others are just "yeah haha trust me bro"

tarrant: bisexual & nonbinary

i mean for all the bi characters the hc is pretty self explanatory, i mean look at them yknow. hes a little too fruity with mally and thackery 🤨 but tarrant and alice are literally bi4bi couple of all time as for the nonbinary hc, i dont know! id like to know if anyone else sees him this way or if its just me :) hes just got too much enby swag 

alice: bisexual & trans

its all spiderwebs fault!!!!!!! it made her gay!!!!!!!!! /j but seriously, kissing ladypillar and different numbers such ho hey (you know how every now and then theyll switch alice standing with mally to someone else like thackery or absolem, the few times she did it with ladypillar are so funny because they cant rhyme the pronouns 😭). also ik this sounds silly but i really appreciate that in the mtp shows once ladypillar was added they didnt stop doing spiderwebs or change it to be like “haha were both girls 😵‍💫blehh this is so weird 😂”/play it off as a joke or anything because they very easily could have done that. shes trans. i already made that post with her and mally but again, if shes not trans then why is her color palette blue and pink? checkmate liberals. 

thackery: bisexual & bigender

yeah hes bi i dont know what else to say he and mally are in love frfr i actually just completely made up bigender. made it up, i dont know where i got it from i just remember early february drawing mad t party on my laptop and suddenly thinking “bigender thackery” and its stuck with me since then. (the two genders i hc him with are male/female though so) i wouldnt say he feels just one or the other, he feels both at the same time

mally: bisexual & trans

he is top ten bisexuals of all time,, whenever they do the pretender and tarrant and alice stand on either side of him and take turns singing he is DYING. passing away HE IS TRANSGENDER!!!!!!! we all know it. instead of coming out as trans he made up some crazy story about being killed in a war and then coming back as a man 🙄/j hes just dramatic like that

chessur: gay & trans

haha this is mostly because of @thatrandomartistjavi's hcs xd chessur is special in the sense that hes the only mtp character that never really gets a chance to flirt with anyone else since hes always hiding behind that drumset. from what ive seen he was shipped with dinah a lot, presumably just cuz theyre both cats since they rarely interact, so ive never really understood it :p i usually hc cheshire cats as nonbinary/something under that umbrella but this guy gives me transgender vibes. idk

absolem/ladypillar(? dont know if she ever got a real name): lesbian & trans

shes very much a lesbian. just. just like yeah. i think the most prominent character that she flirts with (other than alice) is mally. from what ive seen it only really happens when its el dormouse on stage but before i started seeing that i always saw mally/absolem/thackery as like, a trio. i mean obviously everyone in the band are friends, but idk. i have lots of drawings of those three hanging out so maybe thats just something my delusional brain has completely made up. but anyway the point is i dont ship those two and i sort of see them with a more sibling dynamic. mally always holds her back when shes trying to touch the little castle music box thing, at the end of sets he’ll pull her antennae to take her off stage/she'll pull him by his scarf, etc. (also theres a clip where she kisses him on the cheek and as they begin to walk off stage she turns to the crowd and mouths “no” and does the throat slitting gesture thing which makes me think theyre sorta just playing around :p)

sooo in a post a while back i said i hc her as genderfluid but ive changed my mind?? actually before i made that post i headcanoned her as trans but then switched to genderfluid and now ive uhh changed my mind again. im very indecisive like that and very easily swayed on my opinions haha,,, @ticktockteapot's metaphor for her “becoming the beautiful butterfly she was always meant to be” is very nice i like it lots. also the fact that ladypillar has a much higher stage presence than absolem (obviously not including the spiderwebs number…or crazypillar) was always so sweet to me cuz like,,,aw shes finally more comfortable being herself and performing :’)

tl;dr none of them are straight none of them are cis. happy pride month and thank you for coming to my TED talk

[suicidemessagr]

I will kill myself soon. Hopefully, i don’t chicken out and delay it. I’ve never been good with words so please be patient with me. I have grown up in a house filled with abuse and jealousy, mostly from my siblings. I was sexually assaulted by my father and abused by him but my sisters think that i’m the favorite. The society here also dont care about me i feel like i deserve to die just so my siblings can have a better life without me around.

I never talked to anyone about my past except for my nurse.

I shared room with my father and mother since i was a baby, i assume until 8th grade. He sexually assaulted me and i think i can remember that he threw me into the floor when i was sleeping with him.

When i started 3rd grade, my father and mother became separated and we moved to new country. But i still slept with him. She stayed in the old country.

In fifth grade i think one of my classmates had contact with my eldest sister who i didnt have good relationship with and they started to bully me everyday. They would call me animal names. And all that. I wish i didnt stay in school. Thats one of my regrets. I had pain in my brain and chest since then and it only got worse. I had a fake friend who would only keep me close to spread rumors i think.

I was not allowed to have electrical devices but my siblings did. I occassionally would play games sometimes and my siblings would follow me as if im not allowed to use laptops or something. They would try to make me ugly and take ugly pictures of me.

My eldest sister would steal money from my birthday parties and she would tell everything about me and my past to my classmates. I only assume.

My middle older and eldest sister were close but not me.

In middle school, i accidentally yelled at me "friend" because she began annoying me and i wanted her to leave me alone but she kept following me around. Then these random couple guys began to follow me because of that and bully me.

I think at this time, my eldest sister hacked my accounts and told everyone. She so fucking toxic i hate her this is why i never talk to her. She tries to steal men from others and humiliate me.

My middle sister took pictures of my bank card and upload it online so they could steal more money from me.

The eldest also shook my head and try to pull my hair i think to make me dumb and airhead. She was physically abusive towards me.

I began gaining weight because of stress and boredom. I think i realized by this time that i have given up on having future, going to college or having a family of my own. Just because i dont want to stay with them.

I met a new "friend" she began yelling at me and hitting me in the stomach many times.

Again, my phone were smashed and destroyed. I think i used to write on tumblr during high school and go to vent apps i used to like that. But if my phone were really hacked then everyone must read everything i wrote.

I began eating a lot of healthy and unhealthy junk food and drinking the beer from my father.. then i got kicked out of school by one of my classmates i think because of a boy. But i never really talked with anyone.

I began to gain weight again.. i moved to the city alone and my father would cause unneccessary stress by going back and forth from where i live to back home. He would say i can live with him and his girlfriend far from home then kick me out again.

Something happened in here that i cant say.. my health got worse physically and mentally. I met new guy who wouldnt leave me alone for two years i dont know if its good or bad. But i miss him. My heart would feel like its being ripped apart by having him near me.

I had a lot of pain in my body both side effects and non medication related. I started having medications and going to psych wards and all that.

Anyway, i just thought anyone dont really like me.. and that it’s better if i die or something. I have lots of regrets and i really cant wait to die. I feel like i deserve it and everyone thinks i should do it. It’s my fault no one is guilty but me and im happy im no longer here. I have so many cringy memories. Forget me and i hope you have a happy life without me.

[star-mum]

Didnt have time for a moodboard but here's a literal representation of me while reading this:

I shit you not, i was about to turn my laptop off and go to bed, but I got the notificantion and HAD to come here immediately having said that, I apologize for how stupid my comments get as we go along

"emotionally constipated Dick Grayson" aka just Dick Grayson skkskss (he needs therapy)

"mostly from his POV" eeeyyyyy

"Dick could barely bring himself to think about Jason these days" did he ever tho? (not the point, sorry ik)

I really gotta catch up on Titans cause this season 4 info dumping is really throwing me for a loop (except Lex Luthor!Conner… gotta read that one again, still one of my favorite Starbunnie mind meld moments)

"Dick started to develop feelings for you" childhood friends to lovers is not something I read often but the PINING of it kills me every time "When he told Donna about it at the time, she laughed" if I keep Dick sane, then Donna keeps him humble cause dUDE THATS BRUTAL SKSKSKKSS

"Dick took her words as biblically concrete advice" as he fucking should

"worsening each year like a disease?" i cannot stress enough how this is the exact type of pining I experience, is not cute or sweet, is a disEASE and its KILLING ME SLOWLY IN THE INSIDE

"awful, festering feelings" YEAH YEAH YEAH THATS WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT

"Jericho died" allegedly 👀

"Watching you get thrown off that roof sent Dick’s heart through his stomach" I literally went "eEeYy" out loud, dont throw me off roofs, I wasnt ready for that

"Hank seething to get revenge on the people who had hurt you" you cant keep him here during a Dick Fic, i will be switching sides "Dick felt that it just wasn't the right time" in all levels except physical, I am slamming hIS HEAD AGAINT A WALL, GRAYSON PLEASE I LITERALLY ALMOST DIED !!!! IF NOT NOW WHEN

"When you came back to the Tower to help bring in Doctor Light - it just wasn't the right time" Im gonna kill him, I cant someone please save me

"Even when Dick died" WHAT

"and was brought back to life….it still wasn’t the right time" RICHARD

"at least, according to Dawn and Donna you did" yeah according to only the two ppl who have literally nEVER BEEN WRONG IN THEIR LIFES EVER

"because of some cult" W H A T "and a stupid blood ritual, the world was ending" OH like Riverdale ? (very unserious, but… there is some overlaps plot wise, no?)

"resisting the urge to pull you into his arms" I think a vein in my forehead just popped out of frustration

"Dick murmured your name gently" OH !! Since interactive fics is uhhh fucking bROKEN, yall should swtich to World Replacer II

“I mean, it's not like it's the end of the world” You let out another dry, sarcastic laugh -> this one caught me off guard skskssk Ik it IS the end of the world but damn thats kinda hilarious

"Any further jokes you could make left you" says you, I have nothing if not my quetionable and inappropriately timed humor

“We've been through worse.” “Have we?” I am gnAWING ON FURNITURE !!!!! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME ????!!!!

It just fucking hit me that this i LITERALLY As the World Caves In and I have to ruin my own life and play it rn as I read : D

"And so, he gently planted his lips on yours" And as the earth burns to the ground, oh girl it's you that I lie with !!!!!!!!! (i somehow timed it perfectly, to optimize the angst !! I am my own worst enemy :-: ik)

"...a touch that easily swallowed you up with heat from the top of your head all the way down to your toes… a sensation that pushed out the rest of the world, smothered any worries about who or what might bring an end to it"

"When he pulled away, you sucked in a sharp breath, suddenly feeling incomplete… The shock then began to set in, like pulling the knife from a stab wound and feeling the blood rush out of you freely"

I cannot truly express how visceral your writing is to me "I can Feel It in my bones" is the most eloquent I can get, whatever tf That means

"How long had he wanted to kiss you?" oh if the world doesnt cave in soon enough, YOU will cave HIS HEAD IN when you find out : D

“But if the world does end, I couldn't die without knowing what kissing you is like” hey you left this 🔪 in my heart, though you'd want it back… you know for the next installment in this series

“Um - Conner's missing.” ruh roh

"There was no time to further discuss what Dick had said to you. With the end of the world in your hands, it easily fell to the back of your mind" excuse me for just one sec ☝️

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OKAY !!! OKAY … okay okay okay

Im better now

Your First Kiss With Dick Grayson

Dick Grayson x Gender Neutral Reader

Summary:

The Titans have faced a lot together, but never something quite as troubling as the possible return of an inter-dimensional demon that shreds apart worlds and leaves nothing standing in its wake.

You hate to admit it, but even standing with your team - you're afraid. Dick tries his best to comfort you, but for once during his career as noble, selfless team leader - he takes a moment to be selfish, and does something that he has been avoiding doing for years.

Dick Grayson x Gender Neutral Reader. Childhood Friends to Lovers. Angst and Fluff. Set during Season 4, Episode 6.

Word Count: 2,900

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Detailed warnings and author's notes below the cut.

Warnings: this one is a bit more on the angsty side; this fic features major spoilers for season 4 (and for the majority of the show) - so if you're watching it for the first time or you haven't seen it yet and you want to watch it spoiler free, then avoid this fic for now; the reader character is completely gender neutral - the only pronouns used for the reader are you/yours; the reader is one of the original Titans; the reader and Dick are childhood friends through the Justice League - the reader is the adoptive child of Oliver Queen/Green Arrow (the reader is a talented marksman and trained in combat); the reader is mentioned to be an orphan (again, aren't all good superheroes); major pining from Dick - he has had a crush on the reader since they were kids (most of this is from his POV, so it's not specified if the reader has returned his feelings for just as long); mentions of canon character deaths; a lot of this is from Dick's POV so - warnings for Dick being emotionally constipated and referring to romantic feelings as a 'disease'; this is an AU where Dickkory never happened; mentions of canon violence - not described in graphic detail; mentions of the apocalypse/the world ending (and the anxiety this can cause); the reader is feeling extreme fear/anxiety due to the possible end of the world; technically - unresolved pining. I believe that's it.

A/N: The second part of the First Kiss series! I had a lot of fun with this one. This is the first really romantic fic I have written for Dick, and I enjoyed it so much omg. I was so tempted to write an enemies to lovers version with him, because he annoys me so much in the canon, and I feel like 'kissing in the middle of a heated argument' would work so well with his character - but maybe we'll save that one for Jason (or Hank, idk). instead, I went with emotionally constipated Dick Grayson, because that is sooo canon. he would not admit his feelings for someone if he had a gun to his head. and I had a lot of fun writing this mostly from his POV. I feel like he is such an interesting POV character to work with, so I might do more from him in the future. anyway, please enjoy!!

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Stress. 

There were few other words to describe the horrible feeling that was dense in the air around them. 

Everyone was looking to Dick for answers, and unfortunately, he had none. Sebastian was missing, likely kidnapped by Mother Mayhem in order to complete a ritual that would likely mean the end of the world. Rachel had lost her powers and the Titans needed her unique form of magic now more than ever. Tim was impatient, annoyed because Dick wasn’t letting him use the minimal training that he had. But of course, Dick was hesitant to let the next would-be Robin off the bench after what had happened to Jason. 

(Dick could barely bring himself to think about Jason these days.) 

Kory was having difficulty controlling her newfound powers, and so was Gar. Which left the team weakened on all sides. Jinx was helpful on the magic front, but she was far from easy to control when it came to executing plans and corralling her rather wild personality. 

And Dick didn’t even want to think about what was happening with Conner. He just had to pray that this whole shaved-head, Lex Luthor impression was part of his mourning for his would-be father, and hopefully - it would be temporary. 

All of the chaos among the team left Dick leaning on you. As usual, you were likely the only person on the team who wasn’t experiencing any extreme drama. You were the only Titan with some true stability. 

And you were the person on the team with the most experience. Even more than Dick himself. Beyond being part of the original Titans team that had helped to found The Tower, you had been trained under Oliver Queen, who was part of the Justice League as Green Arrow. Ollie had taken you on as his own child when your parents died and left him as your carer in their will. Naturally, early into your childhood, he had started training you in the art of combat and marksmanship - so you grew up with intense skill. 

You and Dick met soon after he was adopted by Bruce. And much like Donna, you were a kind face and a wise voice that kept him mentally grounded well into adulthood. But you were also someone mischievous that made him smile; someone he could always turn to for a well timed laugh. 

You always kept him sane. 

And very much unlike Donna - soon after he met you, Dick started to develop feelings for you. 

Of course, back then, it was just a silly crush. When he told Donna about it at the time, she laughed. And when he had hidden his face in embarrassment, she then told him that it was ‘cute’. She told him that you two would be good together when you got older. So naturally, Dick took her words as biblically concrete advice. 

He decided that he should wait for you. That the two of you would be good together when you got older. 

So he waited. 

And he waited. And eventually - life got in the way. 

He had a huge falling out with Bruce, things at the Tower went south. It was never the right time to tell you. How the hell could he tell his best friend that he had those big, terrifying feelings mounting inside of him, worsening each year like a disease? 

It was never the right time to tell you because he was dodging disasters left and right and he needed you more as a friend than as a lover. He needed you as a brick wall to lean on. He needed you as that voice of common sense in his ear - the leader’s loyal first mate, giving him advice behind the curtain and keeping his head on straight. 

He didn’t need to tell you about his awful, festering feelings and have you gone from his life too. 

When Garth died, and then Jericho died and the Tower shuddered, it still didn't feel like the right time. Wounds were tender and even if you were never downright angry at him like everyone else was - you needed your space. Dick respected that. 

That day, you stood at the mouth of the elevator, about to leave for Star City to go and lick your emotional wounds at Ollie’s for a while, and you looked at Dick with tears in your eyes - looked at him like you were waiting for him to say it. But it wasn’t the right time. 

He still thought about you every single day when he was in Detroit. And then - he showed up at your door with a scared little girl, needing more advice, needing that brick wall again. It was only natural that when chaos found him, he needed your help. 

He hated that your advice was to call in Dawn and Hank. He relied on you, and you relied on family. And he hated that they were waiting at your apartment, called against his will once he had left to do some more sleuthing. 

But he found that you were right when he saw how Dawn bonded with Rachel, when Hank put up a vicious fight against those strangers who came to collect her in the name of her father. 

Watching you get thrown off that roof sent Dick’s heart through his stomach. As he clung onto the rooftop with his fingers and the muscles of his arm burned, all he could think about was you. As you sputtered out blood and he cradled your head, unsure of how to help you, terror gripped him in a way that it never had before in his life, because he realized that he might actually lose the most important person in his life. 

As you lay in the hospital, a set of machines barely keeping you alive, with Dawn loyally holding your hand in comfort and Hank seething to get revenge on the people who had hurt you - Dick ached with regret and not having told you. 

Still, when you showed up at that house in Ohio, somehow magically awakened from your near death by Rachel's powers - Dick felt that it just wasn't the right time. He swallowed his regrets like ash in his mouth when he reunited with you, hugged you tight. He didn’t even consider telling you about his feelings to be on the radar of possibility. 

When you came back to the Tower to help bring in Doctor Light - it just wasn't the right time. When you showed up in Gotham to help bring down Red Hood - it just wasn't the right time. 

Even when Dick died and was brought back to life by some strange magical pit, a pool of waters that brought him dreams of a far off life with you - it still wasn’t the right time. 

You were there to Dick's call, loyal and waiting, every single time. You looked at him with as much love and longing in your eyes as he needed (at least, according to Dawn and Donna you did) - but still, it never felt like the right time. 

It never felt like the right time to destabilize his entire life by uprooting the one good friendship he had. It never felt like the right time to truly fuck things up with you. 

Now, because of some cult that Dick believed to be long gone and a stupid blood ritual, the world was ending, and it still didn't feel like the right time. 

He wasn't the son of a demon from another dimension, but he still felt cursed. 

When Dick saw you slip out of the room, clearly trying to sneak away from the group, his stomach twisted with nerves. It was rare that you of all people cracked under the pressure. It was rare that you needed to escape from the madness for a breath. He mumbled an excuse to Kory and then chased after you, knowing that it wouldn't be hard to tell where he was truly going - but truthfully, he didn’t care. 

He easily caught you in one of the late night deserted halls of STAR Labs. 

The many glass walls overlooked the city - a collection of bright lights that made up Metropolis. Thousands of people that you never knew, that you had never met before. People that all seemed too important now as you contemplated their lives; thought about the fact that you might not be able to save them. 

Dick saw the sickly look on your face, the glassy sheen of guilt in your eyes even from far off as you leaned on the polished titanium railing that separated the upper floors from the atrium. His footsteps echoed in the empty hall and you heard him approaching from far off. He made no effort to sneak up on you or conceal himself, not wanting to startle you when you were already in such a distressed state. 

The minute you looked over your shoulder and saw him, your face broke from that dark, doomed frown into a haste smile, and you reached up to wipe away your tears, attempting to be subtle with that motion. You were trying to hide yourself from him. 

Dick came to stand beside you, resisting the urge to pull you into his arms. He desperately wanted to shelter you away from any fear you might be feeling. Maybe it was selfish; wanting to hold you, wanting to protect you from anything in the world that could possibly harm you. Maybe it was downright idiotic - because realistically, he knew that couldn't protect you from this kind of harm. He couldn’t protect you from the world ending. 

“Y/N-” Dick murmured your name gently, clutching a fist tightly by his side to resist the urge to reach out and soothe a hand over the trembling muscles of your jaw. 

You were holding in a sob, and it came out as a harsh, sarcastic laugh instead. 

“I know.” You said. “I know. You're doing that Team Leader Guy Thing.” 

You tried to make it sound playful and joking, but with your voice wet and soaked with worry and fear, it came off as a pathetic bid to deflect. 

Dick wasn’t sure how to reply. Because yes, he was doing that ‘Team Leader Guy Thing’. He was trying his best to, anyway. 

“You're gonna ask ‘are you okay?’ and I'm gonna lie and say ‘I'm fine, boss. All good.’” You continued. 

At least you were being straightforward about it being a lie. 

Dick wished that he had something genuinely helpful to say, but his throat stalled with dryness and his chest ached at seeing you so distraught. It really wasn’t something that he was used to. 

“I mean, it's not like it's the end of the world.” You let out another dry, sarcastic laugh. 

Then, there was a moment of silence - a beat of realization as your chin quivered and more thick tears rimmed your eyes. 

“It's - it's only the end of the world.” You spoke these words heavier, dropping any false laughter in your tone - it truly hit you. Any further jokes you could make left you. 

Dick choked on his own tears when he heard the aborted sob in your chest - something that came out as a whimper when you reached up to clutch at your heart. 

You were genuinely terrified. Terrified that the Titans wouldn’t be able to find a solution in time. Terrified that everyone was going to die. Not just the people you loved, but - everyone. 

“Hey, come on.” Dick said, his leader instincts, his natural caring for you kicking in. “We've been through worse.” 

Working with the Titans, you had been through a lot. Drug busts, battling against costumed psychopaths, the loss of a dear friend to a dangerous assassin. But you weren’t sure that you had been through something worse than this. Everything the Titans had been through had never affected the world on such a large scale. 

“Have we?” You argued gently. 

Perhaps not. Maybe the only time the team had been in such dire straits was the first time Trigon attempted to come to earth. But that had been when Rachel had been armed with her powers and had been prepared to take him down. But Dick wasn't going to voice those thoughts to you. 

You waited in agony for him to say something, and your tears finally breached - rolling down your face in hot tracks, laying marks of the true fear you were feeling, laying it all bare for the first time. Dick knew that his own eyes reflected that same glossy hurt now, if only for the pain he felt in seeing you cry - something that was so incredibly rare over the time he had known you. 

Dick reached out and gently cupped the side of your cheek, running his thumb across your face and wiping some of those tears away. You were so startled by the tenderness of the touch that you couldn't help but to let out a whimper, and you felt frozen as Dick spoke his next words. 

“It's gonna be okay.” He told you, trying his hardest to sound confident in the words. “We're gonna get through this. I know we will.” 

This time, unlike many before, you couldn't be inspired by his confidence. 

“Have you - have you considered what happens if we don't?” Your voice barely reached above a whisper, barely daring to tempt fate with this possibility. 

Honestly, Dick had not. In these kinds of situations, he didn't allow himself to focus too much on the negative. As the team leader, he did have to take all the possibilities into account. It was something he had to do in order to keep everyone safe. But if he focused too much on death and darkness, much like Bruce did, then he knew that paranoia would overtake him and his team would get caught in the crossfire. 

He had to spend his time coming up with solutions to fix the problem rather than spending his time caught up in knots, worrying about what would happen if he fumbled and didn't actually fix things after all. 

The literal end of the world? It just wasn't a possibility in this mind. 

But right now, standing there, staring into your big eyes, glossed over with fear as you looked to him for answers - there was only one thing that Dick could think of. 

And it was so incredibly selfish. It didn’t have anything to do with the team or being a good leader. It didn’t have anything to do with helping the others. 

Dick brushed his thumb over your cheek again, an incredibly tentative touch that had your skin tingling. You let out a small sigh, and the world froze around you when he leaned in - slowly, moving toward you at a pace that more than gave you time to escape if you wanted to. But you found that you didn’t want to. You found his closeness to be an incredible comfort in these moments of mental chaos. 

And so, he gently planted his lips on yours. 

It should have come as a shock - your childhood best friend kissing you. But in that moment, it just felt right. All you could do was shut your eyes and lean into the kiss, reaching up to grip his wrist, keeping him close to you as you leaned into his smothering heat. His lips were surprisingly soft, and he tasted like coffee - using caffeine to keep himself awake for days, trying to marathon a solution against the impending doom. 

His kiss was firm but so giving - a touch that easily swallowed you up with heat from the top of your head all the way down to your toes. It was a sensation that pushed out the rest of the world, smothered any worries about who or what might bring an end to it. 

It was the most tender, but most wonderfully passionate kiss that you had ever experienced in your life. 

When he pulled away, you sucked in a sharp breath, suddenly feeling incomplete without his lips on yours. The shock then began to set in, like pulling the knife from a stab wound and feeling the blood rush out of you freely. It created a dizzying mixture with the heat that was now boiling under your skin. 

Why? Your brain screamed out as you stared at him. When? How long had he wanted to kiss you? How long had you been missing out on Dick Grayson? 

Dick could see all those questions bubbling beneath your surface as the fear in your eyes shifted to confusion, and he finally decided to speak. 

“I'm sorry.” He said quietly. “But if the world does end, I couldn't die without knowing what kissing you is like.” 

“Dick-” You sighed, about to go on a long rant about how he could have done that years ago, about how he should have - and the end of the world was a shitty excuse. 

But you abruptly cut off your own words when more footsteps squeaked down the hall - the rubber soles of sneakers scuffing against the polished floor. 

Dick jumped away from you as though he had been burned, clearly wanting to keep the interaction private. Both of you tuned to see Gar approaching. 

“Dick?” He posed. Gar had a look of confusion, clearly wondering if he should question what was going on between the two of you but swallowing it. 

“Yeah?” Dick replied. 

“Um - Conner's missing.” He announced this in a nervous, meek tone, not wanting to bring the team leader any more bad news. 

“What?” Dick gaped. 

There was no time to further discuss what Dick had said to you. With the end of the world in your hands, it easily fell to the back of your mind. 

[wonwoonlight]

NAH THE PAIN OF BEING A MOBILE PLAYER I CAN RELATE ITS SO HARD OUT THERE i just want raiden there’s no way id be able to get her constellations lmao

also my current and og team is kazuha chongyun barbara and diluc (got him in my first ever ten pull and my brother who was watching me pull (and also plays genshin) went insane) i tend to just use whoever i think is cool, building characters and all that be damned BUT I CANT WAIT FOR RAIDEN IVE GOT GURANTEED NOW I JUST HAVE TO BE PATIENT how long have you been playing genshin for?

Yes???? Wtf???? I've tried playing on laptop, PS, and mobile and mobile is just 🥴🥴🥴 perhaps I'm just dumb💔

wishING U LUCK ON RAIDEN THEN!!!! have you started farming for her?? I remember camping on her artifact domain for weeks 😭😭 thankfully the other set is also good and can be used by shenhe so it's not really a loss like other domains 🤣

I used to play with chongyun and xingqiu tho!!!! But then i get too comfortable using catalyst and using claymore characters feel so heavy now 😭

Hmm tbh I'm not exactly a meta player either but I try to find combinations that I can just play easily with bc i tend to play with elemental reactions, if anything. But also yes i also dont pull for a character if i dont exactly like their... appearance (i didnt pull for kokomi at first bc i didnt like her clothes JDJSJSHSH) no matter how good ppl say they are 🤣 but really it's just a game so pls do whatever that makes you happy!!!

I've been playing since.... wtf 2 yrs ago😭😭😭😭😭😭 i remember thinking: this game looks cute!!! But myb I'll get bored after a week 🥴🥴

How about you!!!

[godneptune]

the colors on my old art are so muddy how

[melshome]

hii~ congrats on 89 followers ^-^ 💓 I REALLY LOVE UR WRITING i can't wait for your account to grow even more

can i request scenario where reader feels like they are not good enough for scara so they TRY breaking up or smth basically angst with a good ending 🗿

helllooo!! thank you so much 😭💗 im so happy and glad to have support from you 💗💗 i tried my best as im.. well.. not that good with angst.. but since its for you, a follower, i tried my very best !! ⚈ ̫ ⚈ i hope you guy's weeks go well ❤❤

[also very sorry this is a late upload.. i was hoping to upload it yesterday but i was busy (┬┬﹏┬┬)]

cw fluff, angst character scaramouche

even though scaramouche may seem to be a rude, ignorant person, he's actually very kind and considerate to you, his girlfriend.

you dont ask for it, but he helps you when he can

he checks up on you when you're just a bit too quiet

scaramouche.. just cares about you, so much, it makes you feel so special

but you feel as though.. you're not.. good enough to be his girlfriend..?

the thing you've done for him are.. well..

making his lunch for work, baking things for & with him.. and some other things couples usually do

but you just feel like.. its not enough, compared to the things he does for you.

he does so much more meaningful things

maybe.. we should break up?

scaramouche comes back home to find the house quiet

usually he finds you baking up something or watching some sort of drama on tv

he drops his shoulder laptop bag onto the ground, and rushes through the house, searching for you

"[your name]?!"

he goes into the bedroom, and finds it in a mess

clothes and things everywhere, with a half open suitcase and the closet half open

"you stupid little idiot.."

scaramouche rushes out of the apartment, calling the place, where he immediately knew where you went to.

he grumbles, before banging on the door.

"childe, let me in right now."

the door opens and stands there is childe with a hoodie and sweatpants on

"do you need anything, ScArAmOucHiE?"

childe pinches scaramouche's cheek, before scara pushes childe's arm away and storms into the house

he walks up to childe's bedroom, and sighs.

"[your name]. can you please let me in?"

no reply. you didn't want to reply. you were too scared of what scaramouche was going to say to you when you open it.

"at least.. please tell me what i did wrong.. and i'll fix my mistake."

he sounded so.. desperate to see you. he really.. sounded sincere when he said he'll fix his mistake.

"you didn't do anything wrong," you say, wiping your nose on your sleeve.

"then what's wrong? we can fix it together,"

scaramouche places his hand on the handle when you didnt reply for a few minutes

he slowly walks in to find you standing up, about to open the door

you freeze, embarrassed

"[your name]. just remember that i'll..."

scaramouche looks to the side, wondering how to word it.

should i say.. 'i'll love you whatever you do' or..

you run up to him and hug him as you start crying again

"i dont know.. i just feel like.." you start, before scaramouche gently puts his arms around you

"w-well..cry for.. as long as you want to.. i'll be here.. waiting until you're ready to head back home.."

EXTRA

the both of you went back home, after drinking some tea childe offered

you said yes, and of course, then had scaramouche said yes

on the drive back home, with all the windows open, you explained to scaramouche why you were crying. why you ran to childe's house

all scaramouche did was listen, he didnt speak at all, not even when you both came back home.

you showered first, then scaramouche.

once in bed, scaramouche pulled you towards him.

"dont think those stuff [your name]. if i didnt want to be with you, i wouldnt be with you in the first place."

you rolled around to face him, before snuggling into his chest, falling asleep.

[rommahh]

[oh no, am I the drama😈 I think I’m the drama. This is apart of my love on tour series, sorry not sorry. ]

“Five years?” You choke out walking into Harry’s office in his New York penthouse. Harry looks up from his laptop with shocked eyes. The realization settles in, his Marvel partnership got released. He closes his laptop slowly, rising from his chair cautiously.

“Five years?” You repeat voice rising.

“Can we just sit dow-“ He tries.

“No! How could you just do something like this and not talk to me about it?” Harry is taken aback not feeling like he has to reason with you.

“This is my career! I don’t have to hold back on anything.” He snaps. He leans forward on his hands that rest on the desk. You both glare at each other- tension forming.

“This is our relationship you prick! We are going to get married and now I’m reading that you’re going to be filming on and off in Australia?” Your phone with the news article is clutched tight in your hands.

“It’s no big deal, you’ll just come with me.”

You scoff, “I’ll come with you? I’m supposed to give up my life to watch you act in another country? Do you hear yourself?”

“Im not going to argue with you about this shit. I have a career to maintain. I wish you would be a little more supportive.” His eyes drop, sadness creeping up his throat.

“I am supportive!” Your defense came out quick, offended that he would say something so dumb. “So supportive that I dropped everything to come on tour with you!”

“Then why are you in here yelling at me? Why aren’t you happy for me?” He yells, face red with rage. That fury attacks you in full force making you flinch at his tone.

“Fine Harry. Tell me this then. When you accepted the offer did you think about our wedding or marriage? Did you think about our lives together? Our conversations of buying a new house and settling down? I know you’re a celebrity and you have dreams but what about me? What about my dreams? Why are you the only one in this relationship who can have the things they want?” Your tone is low, not matching is sweltering anger. “Why are we getting married if you can’t even discuss life altering things like this with me?”

Harry is left quiet, leaving you time to leave his office and slam the door behind you. You storm down the hall and Into your bedroom, your chest burning with the onslaught of emotions that were taking over your mental state.

You go to your side of the bed, your side of the bed where you’ve planted the roots of your being in this mans house. A picture frame of you two hugging sat on the nightstand next to your pill case and tpwk water bottle. In the drawers of the night stand were some of your magazines and a spare inhaler for Harry just in case he had an emergency. On the bed was a king size fluffy blanket that you often found your self burrowed under, when you are in New York, with Harry lying right beside you.

The bedroom smelled of you two. Harry’s oak smelling cologne and your warm vanilla body oils that Harry stole sometimes so he could smell like you.

This was a apart of your life with Harry. Your life with Harry. A life that he seemingly never wrote you into. Five years was a long amount of time for Harry to plan into the future. Did he fit a wedding into that five year plan? A baby? What about your home?

The bed calls to you to lie in it, and you do. Something settled into your stomach pulling you deep into your bed. It wasnt often that your depression got triggered by something, your anxiety was something that was easily triggered. Something about the way that Harry moved ten steps in front of you instead of walking alongside you made you feel low.

It was hours since your argument. Harry normally would go and comfort you immediately but today, he didnt feel like he was on the wrong side of the argument. He doesn't understand why you are being so pragmatic about this decision. Youre acting as If he won't take you along with him.

Deciding that he was done with the avoidance, he walks from the office into the bedroom. The room was illuminated by the slowly descending sun. He could see your body laying under the covers and you scrolling through your phone.

He stepped past the door to end of the bed where your feet lay. You curl your legs up making room for him to sit down.

“Are you ok?” He ask quietly.

“No.” Your tone was short. Harry’s head drops, annoyance running in his blood.

“Why are you being like this? I signed an amazing deal to improve my life, our life!” He snaps. You sit up in the bed looking at Harry as if he lost his mind.

“You signed an amazing deal? You signed a deal without any discussion with your future wife! We discussed marriage, finishing tour, children, not five years of filming.” Your voice is low, every word punctuated with fierceness.

“Why cant you just let me have this?”

“You have everything!” You explode. The anger reached its peak, burning, bubbling, and crackling to overflow from the volcano of emotions you are feeling. “You have everything. You have millions of fans, millions of dollars, you have me! What about me Harry.”

You start to cry. Anger simmering into sadness. Why wasn’t he hearing you?

“Im going to do this Y/N.” He finally says. “This is a big moment for my career. It could do so much for me.”

“And what about me? What about the life we were planning?” You sob. Harry feels bad now. His heart clenches at every tear drop that fall off of your face.

“We could move everything back?” Wrong answer.

“You want to move having a baby back? For your career?” You gasp. Harry shuts his eyes tight trying to form the right words. He leans forward to rest his elbows in his knees. “Do you hear yourself?”

It’s quiet again, the space only being filled with the sounds of your crying and Harry’s hammering heart.

He sits up looking at you. “I love you, I do, but I need this for me. I need you to want this for me.”

He’s desperate, grasping at straws.

“Fuck you Harry.” You spit untangling yourself from your blankets. You stand in a hurry rushing into the closet to find your travel suitcase. Harry stands quickly following you. You pack away your clothes haphazardly.

“What-what are you doin? Your leaving because of what? Please talk to me.” Harry felt nervous watching you cry over the suitcase. You stand standing parallel to him.

“I won’t come second. I’ve done it for year and I can’t do it anymore. Since One Direction I have come second. We haven’t gotten engaged because I waited for you to find a good place in your career, we haven’t even discussed a baby because I know you’re too distracted with every other thing! I’m sick of it.” You yell. Frustration seeped out through the tone of your voice.

“So what do you want to do then? We aren’t going anywhere and I can’t back out of this deal.” He inquires with a calm tone.

With shaky hands your hand hand goes to your left hand slowly pulling the ring off. Harry feels himself become sick.

“No please.” You only nod taking his hand and placing the ring in his palm.

“I love you but we are going in circles. Im not saying we should be done forever but maybe we need a little break.” You whisper. Hot tears roll down both of your faces.

“Why though? We’re ok? We’re ok.” Harry cries.

“Just a little break, I need to think and- and you have a show that you have to fly out to tonight. I’m going to stay at my moms back home and when we are ready- we will talk.”

This wasn’t something you expected to happen. You expected to be on the same page as Harry, after both the us and international tours were done- you and Harry would start your new life. There was going to be a wedding and a baby and a new house and now there seems to be nothing.

Part two

[icameheretoreadstuff]

Butterflies

Pairing: Sam Winchester x F!Reader

Warning: angst, fluff, drinking alcohol

Summary: You've been hunting for years with Sam and Dean. You caught the monster, but you almost died, And sam is pissed.

A/N: masterpost & links are pinned on my tumblr.

You came into the bunker sighing and sat down, Sam stopped and looked at you "How could you be so careless y/n?" he spat "Don't you know how much you mean to us?" he continued. Dean walked over to you guys with beer "Hey! Everyone is alive!" he said giving you guys each beer, you accepted the beer. "Y/n apologized tons of times, but the most importaint thing is that the monster is dead and without y/n input It might have gone the other way" He said to Sam, "She is a hunter Sam, she knows what she's getting her self into" he took a deep breath "she's okay!" Dean reasured him.

"the bitch is dead!" he joked while he cheered. But Sam did not seem to laugh. "Sam-" you trailed off, wanting to apologize again. Dean stood there still trying to hand him an beer. You looked up at sam and saw how pissed off he was. He shrugged it off and said "no thanks, I think I'll just go to bed" He spat, and began walking away from you. Dean tried to stop him, "Sam!" you saw him walking over to his brother. you could see them talking but had no Idea what they were talking about.

You just froze, thinking about the monster who almost killed you. You didnt quite understand the situation with Sam, since you've been hunting for a long time with Sam and Dean. You could'nt understand why this time was so different, Why was Sam so pissed? You felt so bad, but couln't help but wonder if there was something you didn't know. You were scared cause you were madly in love with Sam. The look on his face went on rewind in your head, you felt like you were not welcome anymore. Maybe it was your time to leave.

You just wanted to go over to him and just hold him and make him smile again, but maybe he'll never see you that way. Dean gave his brother an reasuring look on his face said something to him, Sam just nodded annoyingly and then he replied "please just let me deal with this by myself! I just want to sleep." he said to dean. "Ok" Dean answered and backed off. "I'll se you tomorrow" he said to me and Dean and walked away.

Dean walked over to you and sat down, "Don't worry about him, He'll be fine" he began and took a sip of his beer. You just sat there feeling like crap "I didnt mean-" you began, Dean caught you off, "hey, y/n" he gave you a smile, trying to cheer you up. "Don't worry about it." After drinking up your beer, Dean had tried to cheer you up but you couldn't shake Sam out of your head. So you thanked for your beer and went to bed.

The morning after you woke up, You wanted to stay in bed and just hide from everyone and not face the world, but you got out of bed either way. When you were finished dressing up you stood infront of the door. You took a deep breath and counted to three before opening the door.

You walked down hall finding the kitchen. Sam sat there, you told yourself to just go in and face the music. You walked over to the coffee station "hey" you said grabbing a cup of coffee. "hey" he answered. "Where is dean?" you asked as you sat down sipping your coffee, trying to break the Ice buy small talk. "I don't know" he anwsered "oh" you responded.

He sighed out and layed down the laptop screen and looked at me, "y/n-" he began, laying his hand over yours, giving me a look. You couldnt read what Sam's look was all about, but before he could say anything else, Dean caught him off "Sam! Is y/n leaving or staying?" Dean had his nose up in his phone, "I really hope-" he trailed off and looked up from his phone, noticing you sat right there. "Dean!" Sam spat. You pulled your hand away from Sam. "Sorry for the intrusion, Just letting you guys know I'm going on a beer run" Dean turned and walked away.

You just sat there, didn't know what to think. "I think I have to go" you stated and raised up, "why?" Sam asked and raised up after you, You walked towards the door " Wait! y/n!" he began. "obviously It's time I moved on" you began, feeling the butterflies inside your tummy going nuts. All your feelings for him surfaced and you had no control over holding them back anymore. "You dont like me the same way I like you, So I should pack my stuff" you blurted out, continuing to walk out the door.

Feeling so dumb for even saying that, you stopped and put your hands over your face, feeling like you've made the situation worse. "sorry I shouldn't have said that" Your tears started to build up inside you. "y/n!" he sighed. "I think it's just best that I go, I think I've overstayed my welcome" you answered, tears slowly running down your face. you continued to walk twoards the door, but Sam stopped you by grabbing your shoulder. "It's not like that at all!" he answered. "please let me explain" he begged, you turned your head around looking at him. "Dean was just talking about some new case.”

He walked over to you drying away your tears. "Im sorry for the way I acted yesterday, I was just scared of losing you" he said, "oh okay" you nodded, You started to wave away the situation, covering up your tears "im so sorry for what I said earlier" you began "you know, about me liking you and stuff, let's just pretend that, that never happened" you sighed "I don't want to put you in a difficult situation, I don't want to lose you either" you tried to cover your face and turned your face away from him. But he walked around you, grabbing an tissue and drying away your tears. "It's okay, I didnt mean it" you reasured him, But you could see his face looking teared up as well, which made the situation not easier. "y/n-" he began.

"You don't know how long I've wanted to do this." he said, cupping your face and crashed his lips into yours. The kiss was intense, passionate and felt so right. Before he could catch a breath he said "I love you y/n, and I got mad yesterday becuse I was afraid of losing you, I've been holding it a secret for so long I just-" He said, while cupping your face. "you love me?" you interupted him with a smile, He began drying away your tears. He nodded "yes, please dont go" he said looking deeply into my eyes, "I love you too" you said back and gave each other a big hug. You dried away his tears. He smiled and cupped your face and kissed you passionately.

"Im so sorry for-" you sighed "all my feelings everywhere" you chuckled, feeling so embaressed. "Don't apologize, I love your feelings" he replied with a chuckle and gave you a hug.

[deluxewhump]

I am humbly requesting for Vampire Max to wrap bloodbag Carlo in the softest blankets ever after he feeds and his lil bloodbag is cold and a little out of it *pleading* if he falls asleep in Max's arms, I might actually die too - ➕

A Vampire’s Pet on a Winter Night

CW: bloodbag pet whumpee, fluff, blood drinking, blood drinking is usually sexually suggestive in a not-literal way in my vampire stuff, brief drug mention

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Carlo had lied about eating today. He tried not to lie to this vampire master, because he always seemed to know. Either immediately, or a week later when it came up again. He’d give Carlo a patient tilt of the head that told him his lie was as thin as tracing paper, and one look cut it to ribbons.

But he had simply forgotten today. And Maxim wanted to feed on him. And he was, if nothing else, a giving and eager bloodbag. Everything an immortal could want in a housepet.

The bite was deeper than usual, and went on for longer. It pulled at his veins, the little twinge of pain making him part his lips in a noise almost indiscernible from one of pleasure. Sometimes he couldn't tell the difference. The Vampire eased, drinking slower even as it pulled him closer in its iron grip. 

Carlo let its powerful arms support him entirely, breathing deep through his nose and imagining every muscle in his body relaxing. He started by flexing his toes, his calves, squeezing his knees. A dizzy sensation pulled upward from the base of his spine and filled his head with a pleasant buzzing. Sometimes, when a feeding went on for more than a minute or two he almost felt sleepy, so soothed by the creature taking his blood his eyelids grew heavy.

He hadn’t even taken a valium.

Finally, when he dipped into a doze that might have been a tightrope walk with loss of consciousness, the vampire pulled away with the needle-twinge of fangs extracting Carlo did not like as well as the feeling of them going in. He whimpered, shivering in cold as the vampire moved away from him and into the other room.

A sense of emptiness settled over him — hushed as the snowfall outside the study window in the January dark. He wrapped his arms around his torso and shivered. 

Maxim came back a moment later, wrapping him in a soft blanket he alway kept in the study. Carlo looked up in surprise, sure he’d heard his master start his laptop, which meant there was work to do tonight. Carlo preferred nights where he worked in the study to the nights or weeks he was gone entirely, but it still meant he was done with him for the moment.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Maxim said. 

Carlo raised his eyebrows innocently. “Like what?”

“Like I never give you a blanket,” he teased. “I know you’re cold, little mortal mine.”

Carlo blushed. He hadn’t meant to look at him like anything. But he supposed he was still surprised at his treatment here, especially since Erik was the one who made Maxim what he was, two hundred years before Carlo had even been born.

Maxim sat beside him, pulling Carlo’s icy bare foot into his lap. Carlo peered over the blanket to see what he was doing, only to find he had brought warm socks from Carlo’s dresser, and was now working one onto his foot for him. Carlo’s face grew redder still, but he gave him the other leg so he could repeat the process on his left, pulling the thick socks up past his ankle.

“Come here,” the vampire said, voice warm. His eyes caught the light and shone like a wolfs. Carlo went back into his arms, and Maxim gathered the blanket around him, kissing his hair with an unmistakable tenderness. 

The television clicked on, an electronic hum he could sense even before Maxim unmuted it. He didnt open his eyes. He liked watching the lights flicker on the screen from behind his eyelids, the drone of the nightly news in some faraway man's voice. All of it was unimportant to him- a world he no longer belonged to.

The vampire touched his hair in languid, circular strokes as he fell asleep.

[spadeslittlesecret]

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Summary: Atsumu was fucking you stupid but he was dumb founded when his baby girl kept on saying his cock was too big but also wanted more of him

TW: dumbification, size kink, rough sex, overstimulation, dacryphilia, age gap (this takes place timeskip and you were only a few years younger than him)

Atsumu (dom!) x y/n (sub¡)

“Atsumu please” you whined over and over for him, “i cant do it rn baby” he was watching his tournament from the MSBY match last night, “please” your eyes were begging for him “give me five minutes doll” the last time he said five minutes were an hour ago. You were getting really bratty and begging him for pleasure, you decide to disturb him and sit on one of his legs and start to grind on it, whines and moans were getting louder making him distracted and change his attention to you “Didnt i tell you to wait for five more minutes?” His brows were clenched together in displeased

You didn’t seem to care or hear him as you keep on trying to get his attention and fuck you, sure enough he was arroused by your grinding the way your mini skirt was raised exposing your ass and your pink panties and your moans becoming squeels of pleasure. It was obvious for you to see that his pants was bulding with his large dick. He paused his vidio on his laptop and picks you up and making you face down on the table ass up high, “you pretty eager arent you? Grinding on me like that” A grin showed on his face, he was standing behind you, his buldge was rubbing againts your pretty pink panties.

“Since you want this so bad lets just get into it” he didn’t prepare you in anyway, he just inserts his long and thick member inside of you “ahh nghh sumu~” you try to squirm away but he held you down by your waist, his shaft was half way in when you start to cry “so big” he was confused, wasnt long before you wanted it but now you were crying in tears of pain. Atsumu began to slowly stop “why did you stop?” “We can stop if it hurts”

“No” his brows were raised “are you sure?” You turn to see him and holding his neck “dont stop please” he ensures that you were okay with it and starts pistonning fast with his large shaft “were almost all the way in” your eyes were glazed with red and tears “sumu ahh nghh mmpfh” you were bitting down your lips as his cock was fully in you now, “i can fe feel you” barely abble to speak to atsumu, “where?” You pointed to atsumu to your cervix “here” indeed you felt his large and thick cock already all the way to reach your cervix.

He can see a white ring around his shaft, he placed his thumb on your clit swirling it around gently overstimulating you, the pleasure was too much to handle it made your hips buck in pleasure “atsumu atsumu atsumu” you were on the verge of orgasm screamming his name “fuck baby, your so tight clamping down on my dick” he growls at you.

“Faster please” your body was aching for orgasm and his thick white cum, tears were falling even more as atsumu cant stand the way you cried for him it made his dick twitch even more making orgasm faster. His throb was faster and sloppier, he distracted you with kisses ending up moaning in eachothers mouth, breaking the kiss with a trail of spit leaving on eachothers tounge.

“Good girl, take it all in for me yeah?” He pumps his load into you as you milk him with your tight walls, grabbing onto the tabble for support as you twitch on eachothers orgasm. He pulled away from you trying to see your cunt and folds pouring out his thick ribbons of cum. You pulled his hands “one more please Sumu..” he cant say no to his pretty girl and ending up rounds of rounds pumping warm cum into you.