#sorry if I made y’all sad

[lunabug2004]

Guys whatever you do don’t think about the fact that Mike Wheeler gets no comfort while watching his best friend get taken over by a literal monster and then be in excruciating pain because of this monster, only to be lost to this monster in front of his own very eyes. Don’t think about the fact that despite being the only (aware) child in the situation, none of the adults around him ever try to check up on him or support him through this.

Then when Bob dies he’s the one providing comfort to Joyce when they run, he’s the one comforting and supporting the others by coming up with plans.

The only comfort he gets isn’t until the beginning of episode 9, when everything isn’t even over yet, and it’s too late. He’s already lost his trust in Hopper now. He kept El from him for almost a year, letting him soak in his own depression and self-guilt. He may stay by Hop after he comforts him because that’s what he is craving, it’s what he needs, but we’re back to disrespectful Mike in the next season bc obv it was too much for Mike to forgive Hop.

In season 1, we see a kid with his heart on his sleeve. He knows what he wants and he’s not afraid to tell people this, even when his own family is putting him down for it. But in s3, we see a kid who represses his emotions as far down as they’ll go, full of self-hatred, never opening up to anyone.

I believe this change is mainly due to these facts: 1) he was depressed for a whole year and no one ever picked up on it, again, no one comforted him, esp not his family. He probably thought he was being stupid, we already know he thought he was crazy. 2) at this point, he had been repeatedly shut down when voicing his thoughts (Lucas shutting down his worries about Will, Dustin yelling at him when he was grieving for Bob, Hopper immediately getting mad when he was voicing his frustrations), and he probably doesn’t think there’s any point to it anymore. No one ever listens to him anyways. And then 3) the complete lack of comfort he is (not) given throughout seeing Will, his best friend, suffer and being completely unable to help him. That is, until he’s forced to listen to his screams as he’s convincing the others to put Will to sleep.

So yeah… don’t think about that guys :)

[i-like-forcefem]

You wake up due to a an odd discomfort around your groin, you feel around and touch something soft and plastic?

You turn on the lights and find yourself lock in a small, pink chastity cage

You panic a little, you’ve never done this before, you try to pull it off and it won’t budge and you notice just how little you can touch your member now

You get hard

It hurts

You look around the room and see an envelope next to a small pile of clothes and some odd plastic?

You open the envelope

My dearest love,

You wronged me, the fact you wouldn’t know who I am makes it that much worse

So I thought it’d only be right if I punished you

As you might’ve found out already I’ve securely locked you up and only I have the key

If you ever want it back you’ll need to do some things for me first

Mod course you won’t be allowed to touch your memeber until I release you

Next you will need to wear the clothes, and insert the remote anal vibrator I provided to you

You will then need to watch any porngraphic content I send you over the course of the next 2 weeks, dressed up and wearing the plug

I’ve made a separate number where we can chat

I expect you to use the proper respect when talking to me

I expect you to thank me for teaching you how to be a good girl

And I expect you to drop whatever you’re doing whenever I send you a message, and if I so ask you’ll put on the shuttle clothes I gave you, put in the plug, and watch whatever degrading smut I sent you while I control your ass

Do this like a good girl for 2 weeks and I’ll take off the cage

Mess up once, and I’ll flush the key down the drain

Oh and don’t think to get it removed or anything, I got that onto you without you noticing once, and if you get it off I’ll know that means you’re ready for your second round!

And trust me you wouldn’t like the second round, something tells me that you’d hate losing your freedom of movement

So now be a good girl and dress yourself up already love~

I’m waiting

Oh! And one more thing!

I can and will change the rules at any time, for example one I thought of right now: the two weeks only count down if you spent the whole day in cute woman’s clothing, so if you ever put on those nasty clothes you’re wearing right now, the day doesn’t count and you still have 2 weeks to go

Good luck cutie! Try to keep me happy~

[kevinsdsy]

ANON??? im pretty sure someone sent me an inbox today about jean x kevin x shawn but i can’t find it anymore and i think i might have accidentally deleted which KILLS ME bc i really wanted to take a look at it now omg this just ruined my day i hope anon knows i did not ignore them and will now forever think about your inbox :(((

[authenticcadence18]

I also had the desire to write phinbella fluff today I was like ???????? ok woah????????

[gh0styfr13nd]

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[bloos-bloo]

I just have a strong hyper fixation for greninja 😭 my baddd-

[thegayfreind]

I accidentally imagined how awful it would have been for Hunger Games victors on tour as well as tribute’s families so I’m gonna make it EVERYONE’S problem. I was thinking about the gentler kids having to face the district of a child they killed. I was thinking about how it must have been heart wrenching for the families of fallen tributes to have to celebrate the person that killed their child. To have to watch them be praised for the murder of someone who may have meant the world to them. So that’s a fun concept to think about!

[whimsyprinx]

hello new followers

[flowachild]

follow up but also feel like it kinda ruined my post high school and college experience I hate to give men that much power but because they were both guys from those friends groups the thought of going to a reunion or talking to any of those people or even seeing those people from the past makes me nauseous and that makes me so sad

[naturesapphic]

billie and reader during rlly rough sex and reader uses the safe word after being too overstimulated, and its just billie being rlly sweet and cute and taking care of us, and saying shes proud we used the safe word. If not dw have a great day💕

Safe Word

Billie eilish x fem!reader

Warnings: strap on, smut, degrading, safe word, hurt/comfort, Billie being the sweetest during aftercare

“You’re such a fucking slut. Letting me pound into you like the whore you are. Fucking pathetic.” Billie spat at you as she fucked you from behind. She had your hair pulled back into a pony and had you arching your back. “F-fuck! B-Billie!” You cried out as she kept going at a fast pace, not slowing down once, making you start to see stars. This was going to be your fifth orgasm of the night and you were started to get overstimulated which you usually never got. You always took what Billie gave you but it seems tonight that you couldn’t do just that.

As Billie was fucking you from behind, she started slapping your ass and pulling on your hair harder, which usually made you go crazy and beg for more. This time it didn’t, you could feel the pain bubbling up as she kept going and you felt the tears prickling your eyelashes. “S-stop…b-bils…”. You said quietly and of course Billie didn’t hear you so she kept going. “B-bils! Stop!” You said louder but Billie kept going until you remembered that you had to say your safe word. “Lunch!” You yelled out and it all happened so fast. Billie immediately stopped what she was doing and carefully pulled out, making sure not to hurt you further.

She gently turned you on your back so you could look at her and you wanted to cry at how Billie was looking at you. Her eyes held sadness in them and she was trying to hold back her tears. “I’m so sorry princess I’m so sorry. I should have asked if you were okay during all of it, I got so carried away.” She said shakily as she was carefully inspecting your body to make sure you were alright. “I-I’m okay bils…just too much…” you said, exhaustion laced in your voice. Billie nodded and placed a quick soft kiss on your forehead as she got up from the bed to go to the bathroom. She came back with a damp wash cloth and started cleaning your body and made sure to be extra careful with your sensitive areas.

After Billie was done cleaning you, she got up again to put away the dirty washcloth in the basket with the rest of y’all’s dirty clothes. “Do you want some water? A snack?” Billie said walking back over to you while you were laying at the edge of the bed. “Some water and can I have some fruit please?” You requested and Billie nodded, leaning down to place another kiss to your forehead. “Anything my princess wants, she gets.” Billie said smiling down at you and she walks out the bedroom door to go get your water and fruit. A few minutes later Billie comes back with a glass of water and a plate full of different cut up fruit. “Thank you baby.” You tell her as you grabbed the plate from her and the glass of water. In the matter of seconds you drank all of your water and you were slowly eating your fruit.

“I’m so proud of you mamas for using your safe word. Just know that I’m not mad and I never will be.” Billie praised and reassured you all at once making your heart swell. “Mmm…what do you want to watch princess. You can pick anything.” She said sweetly and you excitedly grabbed the remote and decided to put on your favorite show. Billie giggled at your eagerness and scooted closer to you on the bed so y’all would be as close as possible, making you lean your head on her shoulder. You lifted a piece of watermelon up to her lips and she took it in her mouth, swallowing it immediately, making you giggle. The two of you laid in bed for the rest of the day with Billie taking care of your every need and making sure you were 100% comfortable.

A/n: happy New Year’s Eve everyone! Thank you anon for this request, I hope you and everyone else enjoyed! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! Take care of yourselves. I love y’all! Stay safe :)

[aouiaa]

[✶] — YOUTUBER!ELLIE HEADCANNONS

DISCLAIMERS & WARNINGS — EIGHTEEN PLUS, usage of cursing, mentions of kicking vagina (idk what else 😭)

AUTHOR’S NOTE, hoorah!

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who will never in a million years stop saying out of pocket shit.

She’s playing nun massacre by the creators puppet combo when she starts talking her shit — she is a bark, no bite type of a girl.. — “Let that nun come in here, Ima Liu Kang kick her coochie.” she says, her eyebrows furrowing in concentration with a hint of fear. (autocorrect hella fear). She’s a room, crouched by a drawer, searching for items when she continues her rave. “Phoosh, me, scared?” she rolls her eyes with too much confidence. “I wanna see that saggy titty bitch come—“ she cuts herself off when the screen start glitching indicating the enemy nearby and immediately scurries in a corner.

The moment she’s in the corner, she looks striaght into the camera, expression changed within seconds. “Guys—no, i’m not scared.” she whines when she hears footsteps. Let’s just say she is, not that she’ll admit it.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who swears she’s not flexing when she shows her goosebumps.

“You guys don’t know how clenched my asshole is… AHH!—stupid ass bird!” she shouts when a jumpscare plays. “I got the chills, guys. Look, not even tryna to flex so don’t go in the comment saying that I am.” She pauses the game and promptly lifts the sleeve of her shirt to show the camera her muscles that are practically bulging out — yeah totally not “flexing”.

“You guys see them? The chills that kill.” she says, looking at her arm through the face cam and running her finger along her beefy bicep to point out the nonexistent goosebumps.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who made a challenge for herself to post everyday for a month, but never has accomplished it.

“Guys, I swear on my uncles saggy tits, i’m gonna get this shit done.” She says, running a hand through her hair, seeming determined, yet somewhat stressed about it. Which her fans seem to notice almost instantly, making the comments on that video very sweet. :(

Itsme123: “Hey man don’t overwork yourself, you’re doing great!

Purpleismyfav: “You don’t stress yourself out over a challenge, we’ll always be here!

Gayforelliewilliams: “You got this! We love you, Ellie!

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who starts posting vlogs more often that consist of her making breakfast, working out (which gets deadly amount of views.), her walking around the city she lives in.

Youtuber!Ellie who’s a fucking idiot when recording one of these said vlogs when she unexpectedly meets you, but her first impression does leaves a mark behind!

“Yo, guys, look at this fine ass girl.” she says, pointing the camera towards you before realizing what’s she doing can end with her sitting in a jail cell and almost drops the camera trying to face it towards her again, hoping you didn’t notice her antics, but you did.

The first impression wasn’t great…you immediately came up to her, angry. “Hey, you creep! Why the fuck are you recording me?!” you interrogated.

God, she knew this wasn’t the right time, but the way you yelled at her was so hot. “I’m…Im sorry…I didn’t mean to! I was just recording for my blog, uhm, I’ll cut it out.” her eyebrows furrowed in concern, she felt her face drop, losing its warmth. She didn’t want to come on as a creep who records random women! Even though thats what she was doing in the moment minus the creepy intentions part, but nonetheless that was the last thing she wanted to be!

“Please do!” you frown, and walk away. “The decency on some people!” Ellie can hear you say as you walk off.

A defeated sigh escapes her lips, and she immediately opens her camera again. “Y’all, I messed up my chance with another baddie…” she says with a sad huff.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who’s in bed, days later scrolling on tiktok with her chip coated fingers that leave behind residue stains when she sees a familiar face. Licking her fingers, she pauses the video, and looks at one of the girls being interviewed on what song they were singing to. It was you.

What were the chances of her ever seeing you again? Literally, zilch, but here she is commenting, “Yo, who’s the 4th baddie? 🌝”

It took about ten minutes to get mutliples comments and likes, but she didn’t care, she was looking for you, not the other comments responding to hers saying, “Nooo, my chances with are ruined 💔” or “Ellie’s a simp.”

Until one of her fans did pull through, and @ you.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie’s heart pounding out of her chest as she scrolled through your tiktok. She could feel her cheek becoming warm, just looking through your media, and after a little stalking, she followed you.

When you got the notification, and mutiple tags of people saying this about a girl named ellie? You opened your phone and scrolled through tiktok until.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who got a notification on tiktok that you followed her back. Let’s just say she almost recreated her infamous scene of her falling out of her chair.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who accidentally pressed the “👋👋👋”

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who screamed “No!” when she realized she did, and threw her phone across the room.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who was throwing clothes around her already messy room trying to find her phone that she threw after hearing her phone ring.

“Where are you, you fucking—Ahah, Got your ass!” she squeals, and looks at your response, “Hey, you’re that one creep who recorded me, aren’t you?”

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who was surprised with how smooth you two were getting acquaint. She obviously asked for your number because she fucking hates texting on tiktok, plus who does that? And you two were actually hitting it off.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who doesn’t immediately want to reveal her career, wanting to be known for her, not for her channel. So when you ask if she was a youtuber, Ellie plays it off smoothly… at least that’s she think…

“So what was with the camera? You have a fetish for fliming random girls?” you voice receiving on her end of the phone, causing her to wince.

“N-No…” she sighs, feeling her face heat up as she thinks of an explaination that doesn’t expose everything.

You couldn’t help, but to laugh, making Ellie’s heart flutter at the sound of it. “You know I’m kidding, right?” She could hear your smile through the phone, making one appear on hers.

“Yeah, no, of course!” she responds quickly, but after curses herself mentally for being so awkward. “Uhm, it was just a project for my film class.”

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who did ask you out on a date (finally) and was extremely nervous for it that she sent out a tweet asking for tips on what not to do, but was met with her fans teasing her.

Andrewking101: “Make sure to leave your camera behind!”

Princessbubblegumfan14: “Make sure your flyer is up.”

FinnyDinny101: “Don’t fall out of the chair!”

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who trips four times on your date together.

“Youre pretty clumsy.” a giggle can be heard from you which makes Ellie turn even more red.

“Yeah, sorry, you just keep making me fall to my knees.”

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who preread her stupid puns book, for just in case.

“Speaking of grapes,” she smirks. “What did the green grape say to the purple grape?”

You smile, already starting laugh. “Uhm, I don’t know, what?”

“Breathe, you idiot!”

Let’s just say your first date was one of many dates that bloomed into something more!

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who was finally came clean on the third date and was extremely nervous to tell you about her career. Since there was a chance you wouldn’t think being a youtuber was a real job, but you took it rather well.

“Ellie, I know that already. Didn’t really take rocket science.” you deadpan, your face too serious for her comfort.

“Oh,” she trails off, looking away as she scratches the back of her neck. “Right…” she whispers, cursing herself for being an idiot.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who accidentally kinda exposes your relationship, a week after of you guys making it official. But she played it cool.

…at least she thinks that.

“Yeah, my girl—“ she stops, accidentally swallowing the food she was chewing when she realize what she was gonna say. “I mean friend likes sushi too.” she says in between coughs.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who turns paler than she is now when she sees pictures surface rather quickly of you two out in public. What did she expect honestly? Her fans are borderline insane and delusional for her, were they not gonna catch on? What made Ellie more scared is the “don’t get a fuck” outfit she had on compared to the outfit you had on. Girl legit looked like a bum holding hands with a goddess, and as usual her fandom did not take it lightly.

Kingpin123: “WHATT YOU GOT A FUCKING GIRL?

Wolfgangnation: This just came in, Ellie Williams from Ellieswolfgang has a girlfriend! I repeat she has a girlfriend!

fleshunger: NOOOO HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?! TO OUR KIDS?! 💔

Ellieswife: How did bro get that? LOOKING LIKE THAT 😭

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who has relief when her fans like you, and instead dogged on her for looking like a cat’s hairball, but you assure with many cuddles and love that you’d still love her if she was.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie’s followers finding soon after the reveal of you find Ellie reposting shit like this on TikTok.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who makes tiktok’s like these randomly, and her comments are just as expected.

GamergurlHJ: Oh to be Y/N… 😞

Skibidi1233: Me and who?

Justinbieberfan1294: Stoppp they’re actually so cute I can’t 😭

But also you guys.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who puts you in her vlogs and legit has to cut some of the clips short because it’s full on just her groping and kissing you like goddamn give the girl some breath, ellie!

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who now cannot stop talking about you in every single youtuber video. It’s literally oh, y/n this, y/n that. It’s ridiculous, even her fans in the comment section start a count on the amount of mentions.

FREEPALESTINE: thirty in today’s video, y’all… 😐

Happyveevee: If my girlfriend isn’t like this, i don’t want ‘em. 💯

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who purposefully plays games that you helped program in just to mention you.

“Oh, shit, guys! My girlfriend worked on this game! She so fucking cool, man.” she smiles to herself, knowing damn well she knew.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who’s caught being a cutie by yours truly on one of her vlogs at the beach. it goes on like standard blog, the buildup to the now resting point.

The camera pans to ellie on a lawn chair, focused, so focused in fact if you looked closely you’d see the tip of her tongue poking out of her lips ever so slightly. Accompanying her are two remotes, one in hand and another on her lap. Below resting on the sand are two toy construction vehicles; an excavator and a dump truck. The remote in her hands seems to be controlling the excavator since it’s promptly picking and pouring sand on the back of the dump truck, making a miniature ant hill.

You couldn’t help but to snort at her antics which are utterly adorable in your eyes, but your snickering doesn’t go unnoticed, catching the auburnette’s attention. “Hey, are you recording me?” she frowns, intentionally giving you puppy eyes.

You giggle, nodding. “Yup, and you better keep it in the video, or else.” you threaten playfully with a smirk.

“Or else, what?” she retorts playfully, scooping up sand and commanding the machine towards your direction. “Uhh—Ellie, what are you doing?” you raise a eyebrow, but soon get your answer when she pressed a button, promptly making the machine pour its content on your thigh. “Ellie!” you scoff, instinctively lifting your thigh up and accidentally sending the sand all over you. Ellie’s laugh serve as background noise from your muttered curses as you shook all the sand off of you.

On the bright side she kept that part in the video!

YouTuber!Ellie who’sliterally that one audio “I like him. I like that autistic man.”

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie’s fans dogging on her for the way she act with you on camera.

Lilwaynetay: Bro the type to call her “mommy” while giving her this look “🥺”.

NBAstarfan: Bro the type to be at the dinner table with her knife and fork upright and cloth wrapped around her neck.

Not gonna say which one is true…

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[moonalumi]

arguing with ellie n it goes too far

idk if this has been done but um be ready y’all i’m bouta cry

warnings- guys this is kinda sad um, angst, arguing, crying ig, ellie being easily agitated n mean, mentions of death, reader comfort el at the end guys trust!!

“el what’s wrong?” you ask as sweetly as you can. worried about how your girlfriend has been ignoring you and other people all week. she’s just been in her own little world writing and drawing the days away. every now and then you heard little sniffles coming from her direction but choose to ignore it; thinking she’ll come to you when she’s ready to talk but it’s only been getting worse day by day.

she ignored your question again. flinching at your touch and cursing herself in her head for that.

“ellie please talk to me, i made you some food” you comfort once again, reaching out to brush out some tangles in her hair with your fingers.

“i don’t want it.” ellie mumbles out coldy. not even taking her attention away from her drawing.

“okay well i’ll leave it here in case you change your mind okay?” you kiss ellie’s head and unintentionally glance at her sketchbook. somehow she notices and slams it shut. pushing you away from her as well.

“cant you just leave me alone for two seconds?” ellie snaps. her tone of voice taking you by surprise.

“el— i’m sorry i didn’t look—“ you fumble your words. not knowing whether to look at the closed sketchbook or your angry girlfriend.

“i don’t care stop hovering over me constantly, i’m fine stop worrying.” ellie stands up to walk past you but not before you stop her.

“how am i supposed to know you’re fine? you certainly don’t seem fine when you haven’t even had a conversation with me in days!” ellie turns to look at you and you swear her eye contact with you could kill, you forget how mean she can look without trying to.

“drop it i don’t wanna argue with you” she trys walking away again but you grab her wrist.

“please talk to me, what’s wrong??” you beg, and lift your hand to push strands of her hair away from her face.

although ellie pushes your hand away, not roughly though, her touch is still soft unlike her words, “don’t fucking touch me just leave me alone i don’t want to be anywhere around you, just go.”

it hasn’t been the first time ellie had snapped at you like this and said awful things she didn’t mean. for some reason it’s in her nature to just lock away her feelings and attack anyone who tries to push their way in. unfortunately today you seem to be her victim. and after a year of being in love with her, you know her very well by now.

“you really want me to go ellie? cause i’ll go but who’s gonna be taking care of you like i am right now?” you raise your voice at her while picking up things of yours from around her room.

ellie just watches as you pick up your items. sitting there with a lil pout on her lips not saying a word as you stuff more stuff in a bag. but before you can even touch the doorknob to leave she stands up, “wait..” she whispers, if you listened carefully enough you would’ve heard her voice cracking.

“what is it?” you ask rather harshly. opening the door and stepping outside.

ellie panics, her eyes widening and her legs unintentionally making their way towards you in a rush, “wait don’t go” she whimpers.

only then do you turn to see ellie’s eyes filled with tears and her panicked expression. her tough angry demeanor changing in a matter of seconds. n that pout on her lips turned into quivering lips.

your own eyes soften at the sight. you can’t help but feel the pain and guilt for making her cry but you knew she needed a wake up call. you needed to let her know you won’t stand there and just take her hits.

“oh el i’m so sorry” you bring her in for a hug. letting her burry her face in your neck and squeeze you into her hold.

“n-no i’m so sorry i—shouldn’t have been so mean to you. don’t leave me” ellie hiccups and sniffles between her crys. getting your neck all wet with her tears and snot but you don’t mind.

“i’m not leaving you baby i just needed to teach you a little lesson i’m so sorry” you leave kisses all over her hair and scratch her back as she calms herself down.

lifting her head up, you kiss her cheek that’s all flushed and puffy n lead her back to bed. cuddling her and forcing her be little spoon.

a comfortable silence over takes you too as you just lay together, “you wanna tell me what’s wrong now?” you whisper breaking the silence.

you feel ellie take a deep breath and intertwine your hands together, “it’s— around the time of joel’s death date, i think that’s why i’m being like this.”

“i’m so sorry ellie” you try and comfort but you know there’s not much you can say or do to make her feel better about it other than being here with her like this.

“can you scratch my back? it felt good earlier,” ellie smiles at you as she asks the question.

“of course, c’mere” you sit up and let ellie lay onto of you as you lift her shirt up to scratch her back until she falls asleep <33

free palestine !!

[sleepyjuice]

10, maybe reader on her period abd jj js being all sweet 🤭🤭

a/n: idk if y’all remember my little blurb about jj accidentally hurting you during sex bc reader has endometriosis, but this is in that same universe <3

It was Thursday night, which was also your weekly movie night with jj. Since you had started dating, you had only missed one Thursday night movie night, and that was only because you were sick and dead to the world.

You and jj stuck to the routine pretty well. So when he hadn’t heard from you in hours, and it was nearing 8 at night, he truly started to worry that something had happened to you.

You usually met up around 5 to pick up some snacks from the store and you would either go back to your house or the chateau, very rarely jj’s house if Luke wasn’t home or was in jail again.

Today, however, you were supposed to meet at the chateau. That was 3 hours ago.

jj had texted and called you numerous times, giving you the benefit of the doubt that something had come up, but as the hours passed, he decided he was done waiting.

He hopped on his bike and made his way to your house, speeding a little bit more than he usually did as his anxiety refused to settle.

He knocked on your front door once he arrived, only giving you about thirty seconds to open it before he tried the knob, which happened to be unlocked.

His heart was racing at this point, immediately assuming something horrible had happened. He mentally cursed himself for not having his gun on him.

He cautiously peered around the living room and kitchen, seeing no signs of distress, so he approached your shut bedroom door, pulling it open as he subconsciously held his breath, preparing for the absolute worst case scenario.

But there you were, curled up in your bed, heating pad plugged into the outlet in the wall, bottle of advil sitting opened on your nightstand, your phone resting right side up right next to your still hand and you were dead to the world.

jj let out the breath he was holding, running his fingers through his hair as he softly padded over to your bed, taking a seat on the edge beside your sleeping body.

“Babe,” he cooed, pushing your hair out of your face, leaning down to kiss your soft forehead.

You stirred a bit, consciousness slowly hitting you as you fluttered your eyes open to spot jj sitting right beside you.

It took you a moment to collect your thoughts, gasping quietly as you realized what day it was, and from the darkness poking through your window, you could tell that it was evening now.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” You looked up at your boyfriend, blinking furiously as tears threatened to spill from your heavy eyes. He had to have been worried sick. Your cramps had beaten the fuck out of you and you told yourself you were just going to lay down with the heating pad for a little bit, not expecting to completely knock out.

jj shook his head quickly, scooting closer to you to play with your slightly messed up hair, seeing the guilt and sadness in your eyes.

“No, no, it’s okay. I was just worried something happened to you.” He explained before gesturing down to the heating pad that was still pressed against your abdomen.

“I see what happened though. Thought you weren’t supposed to start till next week?” He spoke, tone still gentle.

You audibly groaned at that, rubbing your eyes with your palms.

“Yeah, I thought so, too. Love me a nice surprise.” You grumbled sarcastically, your heart warming at the fact that jj had also memorized your cycle. It wasn’t purely due to sex, but he knew how bad your periods were for you and wanted to do anything he could to help you through it. If he would have had more warning, he would have arrived with snacks.

As you became fully conscious, the pain that you attempted to sleep off was already making its presence known again, causing you to squeeze your eyes shut as you waited for this particularly long cramp to fizzle out. You absentmindedly reached for jj’s hand, giving it a small squeeze as you sighed shakily.

“I’m sorry baby,” he frowned, his brows furrowed as he held his hand firmly for you to grasp, watching your face intently for any signs that the pain lessened, “how long ago did you take the advil? You can probably take more, right?”

You opened your eyes again as the pain became slightly more bearable, meeting jj’s concerned gaze. You knew what was going through his head. One thing about jj is that he could not stand to feel helpless. Watching his loved ones in pain or in trouble while he couldn’t physically do anything to help, killed him. His loved ones were everything to him. It was a small circle, and it was truly ride or die.

So even just the fact that you were cramping whilst on your period bugged him, mainly because he couldn’t physically reach inside your body and force it to stop hurting.

Your grip on jj’s hand loosened a bit, no longer squeezing it. You nodded your head in response, reaching behind you to grab the bottle of pills before popping one in your mouth and swallowing it.

“I’m sorry for scaring you,” you sighed, now playing absently with his ring clad fingers, “I’m really sad I missed movie night.”

jj shook his head at that, planting several more kisses across your forehead, the last one lingering a bit longer than the others.

“Nah, baby, quit apologizing. It’s only 8, we still got plenty of time. Now, is there anything I can do to help my girl?” He asked you, hoping that if you were gonna be in pain all night, he could at least offer you a sense of emotional comfort.

“Can you stay?” You asked immediately, pulling softly at his hand.

He couldn’t hide the smile that tugged at his lips, being quick to kick his shoes off and lower himself down to lay next to you, pulling you close to him.

He gave you the freedom to adjust yourself whichever way was the most comfortable, your head on his chest as he lay on his back, his arm resting above you as you relaxed against him, sighing into the fabric of his shirt. His smell was nothing short of comforting to you. It was familiar, it gave you love, and it was jj.

“If you feel up to it a little bit later, I can run you a bath. You should still have those bath salts from last time, yeah?” He murmured against the top of your head, resting his chin comfortably against you.

“Mhm…” you mumbled, your eyes already beginning to feel heavy once again.

jj smiled to himself, not responding as he wanted to let you sleep again, knowing that was one of the only things that truly helped you.

He would lay with you all night, holding you safely in his arms. He would end up hot and a bit sweaty from the heat that radiated from your heating pad, but he wouldn’t let it bother him in the slightest.

[lovecoree]

༄ SAD GIRL H. HYUNJIN !

PAIRING✰ — husband!hyunjin x blackwife!reader ft. Chan

synopsis: arguing with your husband and soon to be father of your child was not something you like to do, especially when your water breaks at the worst time.

genre: angst

warning: arguing, foul language, hyunjin is mean in the beginning :(, fluff ending!

this is an anonymous request <3! first angst post hope you like it !

“Fuck, you’re unbelievable right now.” Hyunjin shook his head feeling frustrated by the minute. He watched you with a heavy glare as you accused him of cheating. All because you seen his ex girlfriend constantly calling him and sending a bunch of text messages, every chance she gets. It angered you how Hyunjin wasn’t taking you seriously and made it seem like you’re the problem in this situation. “Are you serious right now? Why are you ok with your ex texting and calling you?!” Your voice grew louder as each word tumbled out of your mouth, remembering the exact moment you saw her name pop up ten minutes ago before the argument.

“Jesus y/n— she’s going through a hard time—”

“And I’m not?”

Your voice was starting to shake while tears welled up in your eyes at his excuse. Hyunjin words died down as he glanced down at your stomach, a little bit of it peeking out from the bottom of your white cozy sweater you wore. His eyes darting back up to you, your mind racing as you didn’t expect him to roll his eyes while running a hand through his dark long hair, a habit of his that he’ll never get rid of. “Y/n I get that you are pregnant, but the world is still spinning it doesn’t stop for you.” Hyunjin spoke with an irritated tone, words already spewing out and too late to regret what he had said. The first tear drop graced your face as you looked at him with disgust.

The husband you loved was defending the actions of his ex girlfriend and could care less about you, his pregnant wife.

“You’re an asshole, you know that? Are you seriously justifying her actions right now! Fuck, I know the world doesn’t stop spinning for me, but at least have a fucking brain to know that your ex shouldn’t be texting and calling you in the first place!” You cried out letting tears stream down your face, all the pent up anger and sadness spilling out all at once, the aching pain from your heart as you felt so many emotions at once. “I’m your wife and you’re belittling my feelings.” You sniffed, eyes filled with tears.

Hyunjin sighed heavily, feet moving towards the couch to grab his phone and keys. Looking at him with confusion, you watched him pass you without even a glance your way and heading straight to the door. “W-Where are you going?” Your voice broke down even more as Hyunjin looked your way. “I need some air, that’s all.” He said, but you knew he was basically telling you he had enough which only made you frustrated. Before you could even say something or stop him, he was already out the door. The sound of the front door slammed shut made you flinch.

You couldn’t help but cry even more, mind going crazy from overthinking. You and Hyunjin would have disagreements from time to time, but they were never serious and easily forgotten. This was the first argument that put you in the situation where you felt alone and seem crazy. Hyunjin made you feel like you were the problem and it slowly started getting to your head? Am I over reacting? Should I say sorry?

You are so stressed about the situation, your body started to tense up and your contractions started to kick in, but even more painful. “Shit!” You glanced down at your sweatpants seeing a wet spot forming. Your water broke and you didn’t know what to do but cry in pain. Your mind went back to Hyunjin, wishing y’all never argued and wanting him helping you through this painful situation. You slowly made your way to your bedroom, each step painful as you made your way to the nightstand to grab your phone. You quickly pressed Hyunjin’s number.

“Hyunjin please.”

You cried painfully holding on to your stomach feeling the baby kicking. The call went straight to voicemail for the third time, having no choice you called your best friend Chan who answered after the third ring. “Hey y/n—” “Chan I need your help!” Your screams made Chan worried as he frantically asked what’s going on. “It’s a long s-story— fuck! Please my water broke and Hyunjin’s not answering his phone, fuck Chan it hurts.” You cried into the phone as you crouched next to the bed still holding your stomach. “Ok ok y/n ima need you to breathe in and out for me, I’m on my way as fast as I can.” Chan was quick to leave the house and drive over to your place.

He arrived in less than ten minutes, he has a key to y’all apartment since you and Hyunjin trust only him that much. You hear footsteps approaching your room, you glanced up to see the door open and a panic Chan looking at you worried. He came closer to see you clutching your stomach, body glistening with a thin layer of sweat and you breathing how Chan told you to. “Hey, im here now let’s get you to a hospital.” Chan noticed your sweatpants were damped and was quick to cover your body with his jacket to properly shield you once he helped you up. He helped you along the way to his car and to the hospital.

Hyunjin arrived to the hospital once he received an angry call from Chan. He was out of breath as a ran towards the room the receptionist told him you were in. “Hyung…” Hyunjin breathed out, seeing Chan sitting outside your room. Chan eyes locked with Hyunjin and his face went cold. Chan was quick to stand up as Hyunjin cautiously approached the angry man. “Chan—” “The fuck is wrong with you, leaving her alone like that, especially when you’re in the wrong.” Hyunjin’s face dropped, feeling the guilt and shame while Chan shook his head, disappointed in his actions.

“I didn’t— fuck, I wasn’t—” Hyunjin stuttered feeling the first tear drop, feeling worse as he sobbed in the quiet hospital hallway. Chan sighed as a patted his friend’s back before bringing him into a tight hug. Chan was still mad at Hyunjin, but seeing him cry lets him know that he regretted what happened. “Stop crying and go apologize to your wife and see your child.” Chan said softly, backing away while Hyunjin wiped his tears before slowly opening the door.

The sight of you holding your new born child made hyunjin’s heart swell, wishing he was close to you during a difficult and precious time. You noticed him once he shut the door, your gaze going back to your baby not wanting to ruin such a precious moment for you. “Baby—”

“If you’re here to argue, I don’t want to hear it.” You mumbled softly not wanting to wake up your baby. Hyunjin frowned as he stepped closer, “No baby, I want to apologize.” Hyunjin voice came out soft and genuine, you looked him in the eyes to confirm that he was in fact sorry. Hyunjin sat down in the chair next to your bed, his eyes gazing at his baby, smile gracing his face.

“I want to apologize for my behavior, I shouldn’t have made you feel little in the situation that I was clearly wrong in. My ex means nothing to me I swear and I would never leave you or my child for her. I should have never even indulged into any sort of conversations with her, I made sure to block and delete her number. You mean so much to me and you’ve been through so much and I’m proud to have a beautiful strong wife like you.” Hyunjin’s words brought tears to not only his, but your eyes.

“Dammit Hyunjin, I’m supposed to be mad at you.” You smiled watching him laugh before coming close to place a soft kiss to your lips. “Thank you for apologizing, I’m just a little sad you wasn’t here to hear your baby’s first cry.” You pouted causing Hyunjin to frown a little. “I know..I know, I’m here now and I’m not leaving.” He promised glancing down at his baby.

“Can..can I hold…” His words died down looking at you. “Her..and of course you can hold her.” You chuckled lightly, lifting her up slowly towards him. He gently held his daughter in his arms, heart beaming with joy at the feeling. A smile gracing his face as he took in her facial features. “Gosh, she is beautiful just like her mother.” He complimented placing a gentle kiss on her forehead before doing the same to you, smiling as you grew shy at his affection.

“I love you both dearly.”

[catch1ngmoths]

Hi ok so I was wondering if you can do a comfort fic with joost? Like joost sees readers past SH scars and reader really hates them and finds them disgusting but joost just kisses readers wrist and reader just starts bawling 😔🫶 if this makes u uncomfortable you don’t have to write it I won’t be upset! 🫶🫶🫶

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ STRAWBERRY GASHES⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

𝄞⨾“Watch me falter, Your living like a disaster. She said kill me faster with strawberry gashes all over” - jack off Jill𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋

Summary: you have self harm scars but you’ve never told your boyfriend, Joost. One day you forget about the scars and wear somthing that reveals them. Much to your surprise Joost isn’t as disgusted in them as you are.

Note: thank you for all the love on my last fic, I am currently running on….0 hours of sleep and it’s like 1pm where I live so I’m pretty exhausted so this will probably be my last fic for today unless I get bored! Also!! I see all y’all’s requests and even though I don’t respond right away doesn’t mean I’m ignoring them or don’t see them! I like to respond to the request with the fic so you won’t know I saw it until the actual fic comes out! ^_^

Warnings: SELF HARM TW!! other then that just comfort and fluff >~<

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You and Joost had been together for a few months and everything was going great! He loved you more than anyone else ever could, even if they tried. He held you when you felt anxious or upset. Felt excited with you when you were happy and made sure you were always take care of. Always.

But there was one thing you hid from him, something that ate you alive every single day. Joost always questioned with a chuckle why you wore long sleeves in 90 degree weather but you just shrugged it off, saying you were always cold. That was a lie, you were sweating but you were also hiding something that’d hurt you a little more than a little sweat.

Your old sh scars. You struggled with it on a daily basis, sure they were old but they still managed to haunt you. You felt disgusted by yourself everytime you caught glimpses of them and you were sure Joost would too. I mean…who would want a partner that has scars like that.?

Today was the day you find out because being to caught up in excitement to hang out with Joost you forgot about the scars that littered your arms (or anywhere else, so so sorry to be so an inclusive ( •̯́ ^ •̯̀)) you put on a pair of your favorite shorts and shirt and head out the door to joosts place, not even looking twice.

Once you arrive, an equally excited Joost greats you and drags you to his room. You weren’t even thinking about it, so in love with your boyfriend to even care. He didn’t even notice either, finding every part of you perfect…until.

Until you lifted your arm in a certain way, that put your scars on full display. You noticed that Joost stoped mid speaking and looked over to him to see his face that was full of emotion that you couldn’t quite put your finger on. It was a mix of sadness, confusion, fear, and shock.

You look at him confused until your eyes follow his that were deadpan staring right at your scars. You gasp softly and cover your scars, sitting up immediately. You felt ringing in your ears and your heart rate quickening. You lower your head and feel the tears of shame and embarrassment start to burn in your eyes.

You feel the touch of your beloveds soft fingertips grab your hand, interlocking y’all’s fingers and pulling your arm towards him. You keep your head down and squeeze your eyes shut trying to block everything out.

When you suddenly felt soft kisses on the places your scars were spread. Your eyes snap open and your head raises to look at Joost. He presses soft and gentle kisses on every.singe.scar. He makes sure to press 3 to each one for good measure.

Your heart feels heavy and you just burst into tears, Joost is close to tears as well. Once hes done you immediately jump into his arms, he strokes your back and whispers soft words of praise to you waiting for you to calm down.

Once you’re calmer, only small tears flowing down your wet cheeks he props you in his lap and holds you close. “I knew something was up when you kept wearing all those long sleeves..” he whispers almost kicking himself for not noticing sooner.

“I-I’m sorry… they’re old I promise!! A-and I just didn’t want you to see because they’re ugly and i just didn’t-” your cut off by a soft kiss being pressed to your lips. “Shh…you don’t have to give any explanation or reason unless you want to, okay?” He speaks with that signature smile that you loved so dearly

“You’re…you’re not disgusted.?” You ask looking up at him, he almost looks exasperated at your words. His eyes widening and mouth parting. “Disgusted.?! Why the hell would I be disgusted mijn geliefde, you’re so beautiful to me. Everything about you, even your scars.” He says with a soft smile and a kiss to your head.

“They’re gross, I ruined my skin and now they’re gonna be there forever…” you argue as you lower your head back down and play with his fingers, “so? Who cares, first of all they’re not gross, they’re not disgusting, you’re not ugly and will never be ugly. You’re not ruined and they just show how much of a fighter you are baby. Nothing to be ashamed about, promise.” He says interlocking your pinkies together

You smile and giggle softly, tears still staining your cheeks which Joost quickly kissed away making you laugh and push his head away, “Joost that tickles!!” You squeal as he smiles and peppers ticklish kisses over your face.

You knew no matter what you looked like or what happened or hell even what you went through he would always be there for you. He would forever and always be your biggest supporter. He loved you for you and nothing less.

[whimsyprinx]

I can’t even be petty because this is what my attempts at being petty rn are like