#this headache is not helping my mood
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Blinding stars, I said I was done with plurality stuff.
So why is it still a problem.
#this is dumb#clearly if i avoid/ignore a problem it’s supposed to go away#/sarcastic#but still#i’m annoyed#i wanted to be done with it#but it’s still a thing#even though i don’t want it to be a thing#this headache is not helping my mood#my one solace right now is that i got to use the phrase “blinding stars”
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When Bioware doesn't make N7 merach for short women, you gotta make your own. I've made my own N7 hoodie and tanktop and I'll have an N7 sweater come noon I hope. ✌🏻
My roommate is in the shower "do you need anything from the bathroom before I go?" "nope, go ahead"
I need the hot iron. I need to iron this before I baste it to the shirt. Yay brain.
I'll also need to wash out my hair dye before I finalize the patch placement.
Well 🤣
#wip#N7 merch#N7 sweatshirt#I like to have options#I'm doing shit with a headache and miserable today but I'm doing shit and it helps. Not with the pain but with my mood.#Skipping the workout tho.#I slightly less hate today now.
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SAVE ME BLACK TEA
#it might be too late for the caffeine headache but maybe it’ll help with my mood. please.#im such a ball of anxiety and annoyance right now im going to EXPLODE#i deserve a day where i dont feel fucking neurotic is that too much to ask for.#ray says stuff
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If I don’t draw I’m going rot away for real
#I am in a god awful mood again and have a headache and it’s midnight and it’s another exhausting day in an exhausting month#and I want it to be a fast whip smth out in 90 minutes night but it won’t be#but I feel miserable that I haven’t drawn in so long#but really I should go to bed but that’s adding to it#I’m also in a headspace of being very nasty to myself so that is not helping the decision making#and I promise I’ll stop making these fucking posts about wanting to draw at midnight bc who gives a shit#but I spend all day telling myself I’ll draw tonight and then I’m exhausted and without clear ideas#and I don’t even go to bed early I just watch YouTube videos on silent for an hour to stay up#things will be better next month I’m just in the middle of about 5 exceptionally difficult weeks of my life#and things aren’t even that bad they’re just hard.
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Ughh why does hw tire me out sm ?? Like I continued school right after hs but now everything feels like a chore and landing a job is hard and the economy sucks why did everyone make it look so easy😭😭😭 I dont wanna keep asking for extensions on assignments neither :[ but it drains me sm and I have a headache now- n not trying to push myself <3
#my current mood#back and forth#homework help#ughhhh#i am so tired#very lost#college rant#school vent#ventcore#idk anymore#babygirl things#confession#dollie#girlblog ♡#girlcore#eepyposting#very eepy#head pats#🥺#headache#girlrotting#girl interrupted syndrome#fypツ#>:(#i cant do this
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Either I'm going through some phase or I'm having something hormonal happening again (combo??) but. Brain is... Having a weird one? Shall we say?
#anne speaks#bit numb and snippy and your honour i don't fucking like it#like. im okay im just. not really happy? and it's an uncomfortable feeling#really hoping this will pass soon#hoping the sun will help#but atm it doesn't feel like a Proper™ fix ya know#so yeah. i have changed the way im taking my hormone meds at recommendation of the gp#and that may be what's going on here#but i can't fucking tell and that sucks#i wanna know how to fix myself and get back to feeling like myself#honestly i think it may be the hormones yeah bc im supposed to be having my period right now#but the gp said 'try taking two strips back to back to not suffer the Bad Symptoms as often'#and like im doing that but i AM having pains and headaches and clearly my mood is down the fucking toilet#and honestly i prefer just having the period bc then i know what the fuck is up#hate being in limbo
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hii @pierogish-side!!! thank you for tagging me!! <3
Last song: This could be us by Rae Sremmurd
Favorite color: mmm really feeling brown rn
Currently watching: OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH WOOHOO!! its so fun (everyone is going through it)
Last movie: The Wonderful Story of Henry Sugar dir. Wes Anderson
Currently reading: im currently studying for uni so im stuck at Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett and The Course of Love by Alain de Botton :(
Sweet/spicy/savory: sweet forever and always
Relationship status: uhhh im dying and rebirthing from my ashes 👍
Current obsession: .....kiribaku..... im back at it again OTZ
Last things I googled: wes anderson (so i could find out what the above movie was called lmao), werewolf (singular), boku no hero academia wiki episodes (this is a call for help)
Currently working on: im in my last year of uni (lmao pierogish... 😭) and i need to finish it so im studying really hard!!! (and trying to not give up) but itll probably be a while until i get my degree. also i bought an old polaroid from a thrift shop and im thinking of making it work
tagging: @skijjiki, @livingonyoghurtandspite,@peachybeesplease, @horson, @mars-matrix
#guys im gonna go back to my bnha era..... this was almost 5 or 6 (??) years ago and i was so happy but like.........#its been so long.........#i miss kiribaku so much and i hadnt had the mood for bnha since season 3 aired#i know whats going on in the manga (bc im noisy) and my interest is piqued and i probably will start reading the manga from the beginning#(im not kidding when i say this is a call for help)#if uni wasnt killing me softly (without a song or anything nice) and life was a little less uh 'much' i would have been reading so much#fanfic and (hopefully) drawing ;-;#i miss drawing#cant wait to reread chonideno's krbk fanfics!! they sure wont break my heart in tiny little pieces!! again!! (big faves please give them#a read if you want)#also i accidentaly (fate?) saw what 'mouthful' means in the 'you said a mouthful' sense and it has a positive meaning#specifically it means 'you are right'#'tasteful' has also positive meaning and 'touchful' doesnt exist (yet?) so thats how far ive come to my research#also completely irrelevant with anything ive said before but please if you can check out duolingo's insta profile and tell#me im not hallucinating#specifically the last and third to last posts. its one photo and one video#does it look like im stalling from my studies? (please say no)#get tagged#onion talks#i hope this whole thing didnt brought you a headache like it did to me...... theres a mismatch of so many different things.........#if you made it this far im gonna share with you one of my favorite songs im listening rn: brutus (Instrumental) by the buttress
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I think my headaches are at least partially hormonal, and my mood dysregulation definitely is, so I’ll probably finally ask for birth control and see if that helps
#logxx#I MIGHT be able to kill 2 birds with 1 stone#Or potentially THREE birds if it helps w my breakouts#Ofc it could be that my headaches are mostly unrelated and that my mood problems aren't significantly impacted otherwise but We'll See .
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Bro mental illness sucks ass
Cos I feel angry and defeated and have NO idea why.
It’s like dealing w/ a crying infant, like the kind that can’t talk yet. It’s just screaming and crying. And you’re there trying everything in a desperate attempt to make it stop. Food? No. Sleep? No. Stinky? No. Lonely? No. Under-stimulated/bored? No. Overstimulated?? No.
I have very recently (since giving up on my second lot of anti-depressants) realised that sometimes you just feel like shit. There is no cause, they is no pushing through it and gritting your teeth and pretending to be okay. Sometimes you just gotta wait it out. And I haaaaate that. As someone w/ adhd I don’t have the fucking patience. I feel that need to find a fix for my mood. But there just isn’t. It will pass with time, and until then I just need to go abt life and try not to ruin anyone else’s day. That last part is rlly hard when you’re grumpy and hate everything…
There is no “positive mindset”-ing my way out of this. There is no clawing and scrabbling and fighting my way out of this. I just gotta sit there, try to avoid things that will make it worse, and wait.
#shut up ray#esp as someone whose chronic illness is affected by my mood and vise versa#its rlly terrifying to just go w/ the flow#cos sometimes that flow might lead to actual intestinal agony#boy is it taking me a while to accept the garabge cards ive been dealt#still going through the withdrawals of my anti-depressants#but so far i dont feel emotionally or mentally worse#not like when i went cold-turkey on my last lot#i was filled with rage and hatred w/ them#but w/ these its mostly just been physical withdrawals#headaches. brain-zaps. some nausea near the beginning#anyway….#back to Hades lol#the bright colours arent helping my headache#but the monotonous smashing enemies is keeping me occupied#(the music and character designs also go rlly hard so thats a plus)
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Just kinda having the time where I'm always in a bad mood but i cant really do anything about it
#messages from knave#do i want some alone time? but im in a better mood when people are here#do I want more sleep? I'm in the recliner and im not tired#ive been nursing a headache and nothing is helping#like I'm stressed but not more than i was last week#just got up to take more ibuprofen and i took my stomach medicine instead#like my brain is so cooked
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hardcore projecting my avoidancy onto dabi in this soulmate au thing i started in november
#u know i had to do it to em#🤝🏼🧍🏽♀️🌳#should i just say f it and share my fic headcanons on this account#this account isn't linked to my writing stuff so . is it REALLY a spoiler if no one knoes what the hell im talking abojt#just kidding i can't share them bc what if someone connects the dots and finds out i like emotional intimacy#help i am so dramatic i have a writing blog and 2 god damn ao3 accounts#the main one is where i comment/bookmark/give kudos from#and the other one is my writing one#i do all that despite knowing no one gives a fuck#we'll see how i feel by the time i have 20 fics up#currently at 4 but the wips. the wips are crawling out from under my bed and grabbkng me by the ankle#they demand my attwntion SORRY but mommy has executive dysfunction#i was supposed to have posted 4 or 5 things by now so that i'd have time for the halloween stuff that come up next in my series 🥴#then i was gonna wrap it up with updates on the one year of which is valentine's day and white day#the other halloween thing i started last halloween could work too but i probably won't get in the mood to write it in time lmao#soulmate au was supposed to drop in june RIP#i have most of it's notes finished it's the actual writing that's kicking my ass. it feels so disorganized which is throwing me off#anyways this post is about that au but im actually working on the hero reader one#which i keep overthinking#ik a reader can have an ability and still not be an oc but hmmmm i dunno#the quirk is generic but i think bc i have actual ocs with that ability it is throwing me off lmao#i considered changing it to a water quirk but i think it'll stay cuz i like it more for the theme#also it'd make 1 scene annoyingly difficult#i guess i could just make it a rainy day huh#oh well it is staying. now to finish the prologue that i'll probably never post. gotta write it so i have a good idea of their dynamic#and feel the emotional weight? idk writer words bro i am jus fuckign around on#we chilling 😎#and by we i mean me and my headache#which i just gave myself#noice 😎
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I guess getting a migraine makes me super thirsty now
#like okay#at least I’m well hydrated??#anyway#at this point I use headache and migraine interchangeably#like I can’t tell the difference#I know they’re not the same but like to me personally they might as well be#anyway anyway#love that my ✨ Migraine Journey ✨ is accelerating so quickly#🤪🤪🤪#like it took my mom a few years to get to this point#it’s taken me like nine months#ugh#and like fuck!! it puts me in such a bad mood!! like I’m so irritated at everything#like I’m being a dick to my brother for NO REASON#asking him why he isn’t doing this thing the ‘right’ way#that type of shit#like bro??? chill the fuck out???#I know I’m trying to be helpful but saying something like that every few sentences???#and probably sounding real judgy about it???#like come on#thankfully I’m like… noticing it lol#and acknowledging it in front of him#like no yeah I know I’m being a shithead rn I’m sorry I’ll shut up
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been so brain fogged again today :(
#ive lost so much time. i got home at 5:30 and all i remember doing is preheating the oven n cooking my aubergine while i showered#which takes like an hour. no fucking idea what happened to the other hour and a half thats scary#and ive had to run a trial involving other ppl so ive had to talk to coworkers and explain things all day and i was struggling so bad#even in the morning like my words werent forming properly and i kept feeling like i was just hearing myself talk#as if it wasnt me talking it was someone else and also my eyes are struggling to focus and im SO TIRED!!!!!! ANDIVE had a headache all day#and painkillers dont help :(#i dont know why its been so bad. i slept rly well last night n ive been eating properly#and i took 5mg dex after lunch bc i could feel i was already crashing and it didnt do anything at all as far as i could tell#ill try it again tomorrow maybe today was jusr a weird one idk#man and after i finish cooking and eating its pretty much already bedtime. i dont even have time to do anything for myself :((((#not that i could im so so soooo tired#but still. ahhhhhhh#its ok. its ok just a strange day. my head feels.so weird and bad. at least its all physical and not emotional tho#and at least in 10 mins ill be eatinf imam bayildi. aubergine save me......#i need a hug and an ice pack for my poor head and for someone to tell me im going to feel better tomorrow and tuck me into bed#wah!#.diaries#but at leaat im not sad or ruminating i would rather have this than the mood swings its all okkkk
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A dance— Capitano
Synopsis : your relationship with him grows, and he seems sweeter than ever.
Wc : 3.2k
Warnings : contains NSFW content, fem!reader, reader is mostly called 'wife', he's super sweet, soft sex, unprotected sex, breeding kink kinda, reader wears a dress and heels.
Notes : part 2 is heree! I highly recommend reading part 1 here. And part 3 is out here!
You've tried creating art, you've tried cooking (with the help of your personal maid, Marina), you've even tried planting.
Yeah, you're a plant mom now. Not only that, you're a cat mom too. Saving the poor kitty from the harsh rain one day, you couldn't leave the poor little one outside. It's mother seeming to abandon it.
All because you have become extremely bored on the days where Capitano wouldn't be here, and he forbade you to even clean your shared bedroom because he thinks it's useless when there are servants present to do the job. (He doesn't want to tire you out.)
Come to think of it, the last time you saw him, he kept avoiding you. Whenever you tried striking a conversation during dinner, he would only hum and nod. Or when you suggested to have another picnic, he flatly refused, and it felt like the hardest rejection to your face.
It's like he had his own mood swings that you had to deal with. One day he would indulge you in the activities you wanted to do, then the next he would refuse.
Like last week.
“I used to do this when i was young.” You tell him with the softest smile to yourself, your fingers working carefully with the flower petals and strings. You were determined to make this flower crown, and you were taking your sweet time just to have him by your side.
Capitano silently listened to your words, his gaze fixed on your gentle movements as you delicately fashioned a flower crown. The air between you was calm, "You have a talent for making flower crowns," he eventually responded, his deep voice breaking the tranquil silence.
"Did you learn it from someone?”
“No… just by myself.” He couldn't help but be impressed by your innate ability to create such an intricate accessory without any formal instruction. "Self-taught." He mused, "You have an unusual aptitude for discovering things on your own.”
You hum back while adding the finishing touches, and he watched your proud display of the finished flower crown.
“this is for kitty!” You smile at the thought of the little one purring with a pretty crown on it's head.
Kitty? Capitano is confused once you start talking about the cat, you seem even more excited when you described how you cuddled with it.
"You just happened to come across this crying feline in the rain, and you brought it home with you?”
“yes! Ah, well… i hope you don't mind.”
“i don't.”
And that was the last of your conversation, and it's been a week since you last saw him.
“my lady,” You recognise the voice of Marina as she knocks on the door, and you grant her the permission of her entry.
You set the sleeping kitten on the fluffed up pillow to reach for the letter she hands you.
An invitation to the grand ball… you read the contents of it, scanning every word as you pull the paper down.
“like a party?” you ask, glancing up at her, "Yes, that is correct. A grand ball is taking place tonight. It's a gathering of the higher-ranking Fatui members and a few... select guests.” she trails off, unsure of what else to add on.
“I can see that this invitation is for Capitano, not to me.”
“lord Capitano doesn't normally attend these grand balls. So my lady, you will have to go instead.” Marina explains this and you feel like you're going to have a headache.
All you wanted to do today was sleep in with the kitten. Not to trouble yourself in some party.
But… if it's for the sake of your husband's reputation, then you are willing to do it.
You hope you don't pass away too quick from your social anxiety.
“Marina, does this really suit me?” You stare at your reflection, and Marina looks at you approvingly, her eyes taking in your stunning appearance. "Sì, my lady, it suits you perfectly," she assures you, "The dress brings out your features beautifully and fits your figure perfectly.”
“and the colour?”
"Oh, yes, the color is exquisite. It complements your skin tone perfectly. You look like a princess attending a royal ball.” and you smile shyly as you take your seat, “You flatter me too much, you know?”
Marina chuckles softly, moving behind you to work on your hair with practiced ease. "It's not flattery if it's the truth. You look truly radiant today." She begins to style your hair, weaving intricate braids and pinning them in place with delicate silver pins.
Though you can't even lie to yourself, you looked absolutely gorgeous, even when you felt a little down since you would be going alone, and you barely knew anyone.
Marina pauses in her work for a moment, her expression becoming sympathetic as she sensed your nervousness. “It's natural to feel that way. But I believe you will be fine. You are strong and independent." She resumes styling your hair, her fingers moving nimbly to create elegant curls.
You smile at her, looking at her from the mirror, “thank you.”
"It is my honor to serve you.” As she finishes your hair, she steps back to admire her work, a satisfied expression on her face. "You are ready, my lady.”
You are ready.
You are not ready.
Because why was everyone's eyes piercing bullets through you as you entered the main hall?
The whispers and murmurs start almost immediately, the guests clearly intrigued by your presence. However, you manage to keep your composure, straightening your back and walking forward with confidence, just like how Marina taught you.
Stay calm they won't eat you, you tell yourself, trying to maintain your composure under the weight of their gazes.
You were here to make friends, hopefully.
You scan the room, hoping that someone would approach you to engage in conversation. Yet nobody, not a single soul, seems to have the courage to do so. The guests continue their conversations and dances, seemingly ignoring your presence.
And so, you find yourself standing alone, sipping on a glass of champagne, feeling lost and slightly out of place.
Well this is boring. You could've stayed in with Kitty and Marina, but at least you get free food. They always taste better, right?
Everyone went silent all of a sudden, but you ignored it at first and continue taking sips of your drink.
But the silence becomes uncomfortable, just what happened to the party?
You turn around, your eyes widening immediately in surprise as you see Capitano walking towards you. Your heart seems to skip a beat as you watch him approach, his presence commanding attention and authority in the room. Capitano stops in front of you, you can't make up what his face must be like right now, but you think he has a stoic expression on his face as he takes in your appearance. His eyes roaming up and down your figure, seemingly appreciating the elegance of your dress.
“husband?” You blurt out, setting your glass aside to greet him.
"Wife," he says simply, acknowledging the fact that you have finally addressed him by that term.
The tension breaks when soft, elegant music begins to play, signaling the start of partner dances in the middle of the ballroom.
Capitano seems to realize this as he glances around at the couples already making their way to the dance floor. He then turns back to you, his expression unreadable as he silently contemplates the situation.
He can see the slight tension in your shoulders, the way your hand clutched at your dress.
"I suppose we should dance, wife.”
“you want to dance?”
"Yes," he responds. "It appears it's customary for couples at these events to dance together." He extends his hand in your direction, gesturing for you to take it. You take his hand, wrapping it gently around his gloved one. His fingers close around your hand, his grip gentle yet firm as he leads you towards the dance floor.
You notice the whispers and murmurs among the guests growing louder. But you chose to ignore them.
Capitano guides you to the center of the dance floor and positions himself opposite you, his hand settling onto your waist, and your hands on his shoulders.
"Do you know how to dance?" You whisper to him, making sure no one listens, and your eyes are on him.
"I may not engage in these social events often, but even I understand the basics of dance." His hand on your waist pulls you closer to him, you follow his lead.
Interesting.
He leads the dance with of assurance and grace, his movements fluid and confident. As you follow his lead and swirl together across the dance floor, your eyes meet his, and you find yourself unable to look away. The closeness between you makes it feel as if the rest of the world has faded away, leaving only the two of you dancing together.
You notice how he seems to turn his head slightly to look at others, mimicking their movements swiftly, it makes you smile to yourself.
His hand on your waist feels warm, almost burning even through the fabric of your dress. It's a strange sensation you've never felt when touching him, despite having already kissed (once) before.
”my dress,” you whisper amidst the graceful dance, “what do you think of it?”
You figured you always needed to give him a little push when initiating things.
His attention drift down to take in the sight of your dress once again. His gaze roams over the fabric, lingering on the way it clings to your figure, and how the color contrasts against your skin.
"It's... " he pauses, you're just wearing a dres, but he finds it difficult to describe what he feels, "Very pleasing to the eye.” he manages to continue.
"You look rather well tonight, as well.”
“Thank you, wife.”
The music suddenly shifts to a slower tempo, and Capitano instinctively adjusts his hold on you, pulling you slightly closer as he continues to dance with you.
You totally ignore how your face is almost pressed up against his chest.
As interesting as the party was, the worst part of was walking back to the estate. Why? Because the carriage decided to break down, or maybe the horses were sleepy, you don't know.
You're glad your husband is with you, or else you might've been sacrificed to the dogs at night, now even ants will fear this big guy.
But what's worse? Your damn heels are killing you. The sides of your pinky toes are already aching that you are sure it will cause nasty blisters by tomorrow.
"Perhaps next time you should wear more comfortable shoes." He stated bluntly, his deep voice betraying no pity for your situation. “but they look pretty, plus i feel elegant in them.” you stop at your tracks, looking up at him with a defeated expression.
"I'm well aware." he says dryly, "But at what cost? You're practically torturing yourself with those heels.”
He's half right, your point still stands. Beauty is pain. And now you'll have to sacrifice your beauty.
Bye bye heels. You slide them off your feet, bow having your poor feet to walk on these rocky grounds. You do feel a little better after, though.
“stay still.” He utters, and you're confused, until he takes your heels in one hand before you feel a shift of your weight off your feet, finding yourself being carried into his arms.
you wrapped your arms around his neck silently, your eyes glancing up at him as he continues walking like he you weigh nothing.
The air around you is peaceful. You feel safe with him, he's not like the scary man you hear from the others. Maybe to others he was, but to you? He was soft for you.
Your head leans on his chest where his heart rested, the beats of his heart makes you sleepy, but you refuse to sleep just like this, you want to spend every single second savouring this feeling.
Capitano carried you all the way to the estate, and through the dark corridors, making his way to your shared chambers.
The soft moonlight filtering through the windows was the only source of illumination, the atmosphere around you quiet.
He gently deposited you back on your feet, you're back home safely.
“thank you.” You whisper, your hands reaching to take the pins out of your hair to let it breath from the scruffy yet beautiful hairstyle, and Capitano starts taking off the heavy layers off him as well, with the helmet out.
You don't notice how one of your dress straps seem to fall off your shoulders, but he notices, and oh did that make something in him stir.
His steps closer from behind you, his hand reaching to put the strap back in place, but instead, he glances at the other strap.
It looked rather lonely being on your shoulder, his fingers delicately sliding the strap down which makes you ultimately still in your place.
Your entire body trembled slightly as Capitano's hands caressed your skin, tracing gentle paths across your shoulders and back down to the zipper on your side. “May i.. help you out of your dress?” His low, gruff voice, asking for permission to help you out of your dress, made your heart beat faster.
You could only nod in response, your voice silenced by a mixture of anticipation and desire. Capitano's touch was meticulous, his thumb and index delicately moving down the zipper with deliberate slowness, prolonging the tension.
Capitano lets out another low hum as he watches the dress slide down to your ankles, now leaving you only in your undergarments. His hands traced the contour of your body, his touch delicate yet possessive. His own breathing became ragged, the sight of you partially undressed igniting a fire in his eyes.
“Will you allow me to touch you?”
The question makes you turn your head, of course he can.
When you don't stop him from wrapping his arms around you, his chest pressed against your back, he takes it as a green light to continue.
His hand first brushed your hair out of the way, to allow his lips to come in contact with the nape of your neck, “you're so beautiful..." he whispered, his hot breath sending jolts of electricity through your core.
“I don't…” he hesitates, wanting to move his hands away, “i don't want to do anything you don't like.”
And your expression softens at his concern, you turn around to take his face into your hands, your thumbs caressing the apples of his cheeks and he nuzzles into your touch, wrapping a hand around your wrist before pressing a kiss to your palm. You further reassure him by littering his face with your lips, giving every empty space of his skin with at least one kiss.
“Allow me to experience this with you, and i shall take care of you till i take my very last breath.” he hoists you up easily into his arms, rough hand under your thighs as you wrap your legs around his waist, he laid you down on the soft sheets, his body covering yours as he looked down at you.
“You occupy my every thought,” he starts, “that it feels sinful to even look at your way.” He leaned down, his lips capturing yours in a searing kiss as his hand continued its exploration, ripping your bra off to cup your breast, feeling your nipple harden under his touch. He rolled it between his fingers, pinching it gently as he deepened the kiss when you gasp, his tongue delving into your mouth, savouring your taste and angelic sounds.
He leaned down afterwards, his mouth latching onto your nipple, sucking it into his mouth and your hands find his ling strands instantly, tugging on them while being careful not to hurt him.
His fingers traced down to your hip, giving them a firm squeeze before ripping your panties off next, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit, feeling you writhe and tense up under him.
It felt like an unknown territory you've yet to explore.
Upon sensing your discomfort, he presses his lips to your eyelids, then to your neck, taking his time until you relaxed, until you started feeling good based off how you were bucking your hips now.
Oh how he wanted to take his time with you, but he was aching so bad that if he continues touching you he might just burst embarrassingly fast in his pants.
“Let me in, my wife.” He gently starts massaging your thighs as he parts them, making you feel more exposed than ever, but he distracts you by softly kissing you again and again while he's unbuckling his pants and pushing them down, revealing his throbbing thick, hard cock.
“Capitano—!” you try to squirm away when you feel his tip push into your tight hole, your lips parting from the way he stretched you open, but at the same time you felt relaxed with his soft whispers of ‘take your time’ and ‘you’re doing well, my wife.’
Your cunt soon takes in every inch, swallowing him whole until you were a panting mess, and you didn't even start.
Capitano then began to move, his thrusts slow and deep at first, letting you get used to his size, to how you feel, to how he feels as he makes love to you for the first time together.
You feel your heart up to your throat and ears, it felt incredible, something you've never felt before, your soft moans echoing in the air along with a few groans coming from him.
He shivered when he felt your fingertips trace the few scars littering his shoulders and back, his dick twitching almost instantly before his thrusts grew faster, more urgent.
His hand reached down, returning back to draw circles around the bundle of nerves, and he could feel your body tense, your walls clenching around his cock as he continued to rub your clit.
“come for your husband,” he breaths heavily next to your ear, and you come undone, your moans filling the room as he felt you milk his cock. He could feel his own release following after, his balls tightening before he slammed into you one last time, spilling thick ropes into your womb, until you were filled to the brim.
Your legs were shaking slightly around him, yet his warm embrace afterwards made you melt, eyelids heavy with him still being buried inside you.
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You groggily woke up, still half in a dream-like state, the room bathed in shadows due to the closed curtains blocking out the morning sun.
As your senses slowly returned to reality, you heard a soft meow next to you, and sure enough, your little kitten had made itself comfortable in the middle of the bed. To your surprise, Capitano, who was still asleep beside you, didn't seem bothered in the slightest by the creature's presence.
“pst,” you whisper to your husband who only hummed in acknowledgment of your attention. “Can we go have a picnic this early morning? With our baby kitten of course.”
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List of demands for my next love interest of any kind when I finally come to my senses:
Punctual! I cannot deal with these slow ass bitches who think clock is a suggestion!
The happiest go luckiest mother effer in the world. I have depression and anxiety! Why am I always the sunshine in these grumpy sunshine situations?! Hakuna matata mother fuckers.
At least marginally more put together than I am. That's not so difficult. I'm a fucking mess.
Big fuckin boobs. I'm taking D cups at least! I'm lesbian because I like women and their boobs!
Since I'm being petty:
And what's up with these short ass names for pets? Mia? Ella? That's what people call their rabbits!
I need me a Jovana, or a Sabiha, or Azemina or a Gertrude.
The last one is mean and petty and I know it.
And the most important one:
Actually likes me!
#personal#ignore me#i am just very very sad#meanwhile i keep waiting for her sometimes for hours#apaurin didn't help#she just doesn't like me as simple as that#and now she's mad at me because i was a few minutes late to log into a videogame we're playing#i know it means a lot to her and i did apologize because i do feel bad and i genuinely like playing with her#and i don't want to fight#when she's in a good mood she's like the sweetes funniest person ever and she makes my day so much better#but she's also the grumoiest person alive#mia was the angriest#I'm turning into my mom trying to get her to see a therapist to see a doctor for her headaches to get her to eat healthier but i don't know#how to help someone who doesn't want my help and who occasionally seems like they barely tolerate my company#ignore.#I'm crying in my office again#and she won't even try to read my books#like not even an attempt so she can say not for me#and when i try to talk about them because I'm excited and they make me happy#she just cuts me off#why am i even trying this?
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I forgot I would be alone tonight, I don’t know what to do….
#everything I’m in the mood for requires me to read or having music on#and I have a terrible headache 😭#but I don’t want to stare at a wall all evening JFBJSBD#and naps is out of the question I never been able to have successful nap#and my friend ibuprofen is not helping tonight#alex.txt
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