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seancekitsch · 1 year

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ok im resending cause i either forgot to send or tumblr ate it! so i know versions of this concept have been done before im eternally weak for jealous/possessive/dom adrian chase fics.

i wanted to request something where adrian and the reader are bffs they're very touchy feely and flirty but it never goes anywhere. reader gets frustrated waiting for adrian to make a move and sets out to make him jealous...it works a little too well, he snaps, smut ensues.

hehehe sorry this is late my entire house and life fell apart but here it is!!!

This doesn’t really feel the way you thought it would. It was a bad idea really. You know Adrian better than this and you’re fucking stupid for thinking this would work.

Adrian Chase, your best friend of the past five years, the man you share a bed with more often than not because you get sleepy after long hours hanging out, your partner on any missions, your defacto person to make up ridiculous and convoluted bits with on your very limited down time.

But the flirting banter and the touching have gotten more intense, and you find yourself almost miserable when he gets up in the morning and leaves your little cuddle pile of blankets and limbs. Every time you think he’s going to make a move, to do something, he just… doesn’t.

Now that you think of it, you could have made a move at any time. You could have been the one to pull him in for a kiss at any time between your constant bantering and snuggling on his couch. You absolutely did not need to be trying to make him jealous right now and having the worst conversation of your life.

Adrian’s eyes are set with pure anger at the back of the head of the guy youre talking to right now, and you keep trying to avoid looking at him. This guy… Angelo? Papa John? Something Italian, you think, is a bro in all senses of the word. He offered to buy you a drink and brought you a vodka cran, something you never drink but if it means you can talk to him without gagging in disgust, so be it. He’s talking about his old frat days and you’re nodding and giving your best “wow, that’s crazy!” where it feels appropriate. But now he’s trying to put his arm around you and lazily waving at the bartender to get you another drink.

“She doesn’t need another drink,” A voice cuts in, this one somehow both a needed comfort and a spike of unease.

“And you are?” The guy asks, and it gives you the distraction you need to sneak out from under his arm.

“That’s my girlfriend, actually. Yeah, I know I look like a late bloomer but some chicks actually go for that,” Adrian retorts, looking proud of himself as he definitely flexes his muscles. You don’t even have time to think about the fact that Adrian upgraded you to girlfriend because the guy’s voice cuts through your train of thought.

“You with him?” he asks you, pointing at Adrian in disbelief before turning to him, “Well she let me buy her two drinks and get cozy, so maybe next time keep your bitch on a tighter leash.”

Oh fuck no.

Adrian looks angrier than you’ve ever seen him. Anger isn’t really an emotion he holds, and if he does it’s very brief. You’ve seen him kill a room full of people while smiling before.

“I hope you didnt actually say that, bro,” Adrians voice drips with venom, “because that was really sexist of you. And while thats not against the law, it’s fucking gross and you don’t talk to her especially like that.”

And with that, Adrian doesn’t wait for his response, he just shoves him against the bar and stalks off. Adrian is certain to get your group banned from the bar sooner rather than later, but at least he didn't hit him. You don’t spare a glance at the guy to chase after your friend.

“Adrian!” you shout, trying to catch up to him as he marches into the parking lot. He doesn't slow his pace for you.

“Adrian, slow the fuck down,” you pant, jogging the rest of the way to where he’s fumbling with his keys at the door of the Vigilante-Mobile.

His jaw is still clenched when he turns around, the anger still rippling under the muscles of his handsome face, distorting and changing him.

“Why? So I can keep watching you let men that don’t respect you and smell like salami touch you? Then what? By the end of the night you’re going to go home with them and I don’t get a sleepover buddy and you’re going to fuck them and smell like salami too.” he’s ranting, and there’s hurt laced into his voice there. You ignore the slight offense you feel at him thinking you’d let that guy fuck you.

“No,” you scoff, “I was going to thank you. You know, for standing up for me.”

“Oh,” he seems genuinely surprised by that, “You’re welcome.”

His face doesn’t soften though, your goofy friend doesn’t ease up.

Fuck, this is weird.

“Do you wanna… go back inside?” you offer, and your voice does nothing to hide how unsure you are.

“You can,” he answers, finally finding the right key on his keyring.

“Adrian, cmon, I’m sure we aren’t—“ kicked out. Kicked about is what you were about today.

“If you’re just going to let someone else put their arm around you or buy you drinks then I want to go home and watch Kill Bill,” Adrian is serious. Fuck.

And what feels like a missing puzzle piece falls into place.

“Adrian… are you jealous?”

“What?” his voice jumps half an octave, and you’ve got him.

“No.”

“Seemed like it.”

“No!” he gets a bit more indignant. It’s cute.

“So if I went back in there…” you trail off, finding it hard to hide your smile as you continue to poke the bear.

“Do whatever you want!”

He yanks the drivers side door open and you realize just how much you fucked this up.

“Oh shit Adrian wait don’t leave!”

He stops mid sit, freezing in a goofy squat.

“I was trying to make you jealous,” you admit.

“Well that’s stupid, you can’t make me jealous.”

Fuck it, you have to explain it. You were hoping he’d just get so mad he’d bend you over the hood of the Sebring, but now you have to explain your sexually frustrated thought process.

“Shit, well. I thought if I made you jealous you would…” you shrug, and he stands back up, “I don’t know, make a move or something?”

You have literally never wanted to curl up and die more than you do in this moment.

“I thought you were the smart one out of the two of us,” Adrian says, crossing the distance between the two of you.

You furrow your brows at him, worried that if you speak you might end up saying something even worse… or crying.

“If you wanted me to kiss you or something you should have just asked! You know I don’t understand social cues.”

Okay, he’s right. Thats on you.

You nod, and Adrian reaches out to grab your arm.

“So, I guess this is me asking,” you weak confirm, focusing your eyes on the glare from the streetlight on Adrian’s glasses.

“Thank god,” Adrian breathes a sigh of relief, “It was so hard to hide all those boners!”

An unintended bark of laughter leaves your lips, all of your anxiety and nerves immediately melting away as he pulls you in for a kiss, not giving a shit that you’re laughing against his lips. He kisses you hungrily, sloppy and wild and his hands are all over you. You’re on autopilot with your hands finding their way to the back of his neck, balling your fists in the material of his sweater. His hands reach lower, and you break the kiss with a gasp when he squeezes your ass hard.

“Let’s go,” you pant, and he nods, only letting go of you to slap your ass while you practically run to the passenger side of the car.

You don’t even remember the drive from the bar to his house. No, you only remember his hand firm at the top of your thigh, his middle finger dipping between your thighs every so often to tease you. He has you whining and hot all over by the time he’s parked at his apartment complex and leading you up the stairs.

He moves the same way he does through a mission, his front door slamming against his entryway table and shaking it, practically knocking over the key bowl.

“Get on the bed,” he commands, not at all hiding his desperation as he kicks off his sneakers, “get on the fucking bed.”

You waste no time yourself throwing your jacket and purse and shoes into a corner and then throwing yourself onto the bed face first.

By the time you’re rolled over onto your back Adrian stands in the doorway, flicking the lights on.

“Ready?” he asks, and you nod. Immediately, he climbs himself onto the bed on top of you, pressing his hips into yours.

“Been ready,” you confirm, and he pulls at his sweater, shrugging it down his shoulders as he captures your lips in a kiss again. This kiss is no less desperate than the first, as if Adrian is trying to consume everything that is you.

He wrestles with your clothes, gripping and pulling until youre bare beneath him, your bare legs parted around his jean clad thighs.

“Thought you could make me jealous,” he laughs, his glasses sliding low on his nose as he smirks.

“I’m sorry,” you whine, his hands leaving trails of fire in their wake down your ribcage. He gropes at your chest, tracing every swell and expanse.

“Are you?” he asks, and you nod profusely. His hands dip further down, tickling at your navel before teasing at your core.

“Are you?” He repeats.

“Yes,” you gasp, his hand dipping down further and just barely touching where you want him.

“Making me jealous isn’t very nice, is it, baby?” he asks, and there’s something predatory in his eyes. You fucking love it.

“No,” you answer him as he ducks his head down and starts pressing sloppy kisses into the underside of your jaw and the pulse point of your neck. Fuck, you feel white-hot on fire, everything too much and not enough.

“You gonna be a good girl for me now?” he asks, his breath hot against your neck. You can only nod.

“Better be,” he demands, his hands leaving where they tease you to unbuckle his belt and push his pants and boxers down in a fluid motion. You curl into yourself a little to look at him, not at all feeling ashamed at wanting to catch a glimpse of Adrian’s dick.

"M' Gonna be so good for you," you sigh, desperate as he presses his now bare thighs back against yours, his rock hard length brushing against you.

"Shut up," he grunts, and then back tracks, "Not in a sexist way, but god I can't concentrate when you sound so hot."

You listen, and obey, nodding again before kissing his neck now, smooth from a fresh shave and reveling in the happy hum from his lips when your lips and tongue get to work.

“That was so mean,” he gasps, struggling to talk as you give him the same treatment he gave you, “Earlier tonight. Didn’t have to flirt with a ninja turtle. I woulda kissed you so many times if I knew you wanted me to.”

You moan against his skin at his words, and let his hands drift low again. Your hands graze against his nipples, his abs, his hips.

“Fuck me,” you whisper, daring your fingers to go lower, but wanting him to go lower first.

“You want me? Not him?”

You nod.

“Gonna make you forget his name.”

You don’t bother telling him you don’t remember the guys name anyway, not when he pushes in ever so slowly and letting you feel every centimeter of him a he sinks himself into you. You sigh in delight, a dazed smile overtaking your lips as he bottoms out.

“That’s a good girl,” he breathes, not at all hiding how you’re effecting him either, “So right for me.”

And he's right, you're so right for him, he's so right for you. Everything about this feels so correct and perfect.

“Move, please move, please,” you beg, breathless and almost delirious in pleasure. You’ve never felt so full in such a lovely way, in a way that fits you and feels so good that you could scream from this alone.

He obeys, finally pushing his glasses up as he can focus in on your face and watch what he does to you. Adrian leans up, opting to grab your hips as he gets on his knees to tilt your hips and snap into you. He holds you in place, his thumbs digging into your hips in a way that’s sure to bruise but you’ll wear those bruises with pride, happy to carry him with you even after this.

“Adrian!” you shout, your breath trapping in your throat.

“That’s right, this is for me,” He grits his teeth as he answers you, forcing all of his strength into the snapping of his hips, the force of him fucking you.

“All—All for… you,” you struggle to get out, the angle leaving you short for breath but god, you could never imagine your first time fucking Adrian better than this.

“Fuckin right you are,” his lips curl up into an almost sneer, but his eyes are full of love. It’s so hard for him to hide himself from you, even if he says he doesn’t understand emotions, he shows them.

You pull him down to kiss him, even if this puts him at an awkward angle, he kisses you happily; like a man drinking from a fountain after walking through a desert. He kisses full of love and passion and his hips never slow their pace, always hitting the spot that makes you gasp, always pushing you closer to the edge.

“I—,” your breath hitches, and with a particular harsh thrust from Adrian you can finish the thought.

“I love—,” he starts to respond, and then stops everything. His speaking, his thrusting, everything.

“Shit, sorry, forget I said that!” he urges.

But you’re stuck, frozen. You heard the end of that sentence even if he didn’t want you to.

“I’m sorry; fuck. Sorry.” He moves, as if he’s going to pull out, and then you snap into action.

“No!” you shout, startling yourself and him. You anchor your ankles around his back and hold him in place.

“I love you!” you blurt out. Adrian relaxes, only slightly.

“Adrian I love you so much I tried to make you jealous to get you to kiss me please please don’t leave,” you beg, ready to do anything in your power to keep him where he is.

“You… do?” he asks, and again tonight, you nod profusely.

“Fuck yeah,” he whispers, and resumes his position.

You think you hear him say “I knew it” but you can’t be sure over the rush of blood you hear in your ears as he resumes his pace and sets every nerve in your body on fire. If you were ready to come before, you’re on overdrive now. Adrian spares no inch between your bodies and kisses everything he can reach, ever practically folding you in half to do so.

“Fuck I’m—“

“Do it,” he answers, giving you permission for everything to want. It only takes a few more thrusts, the drag of his hips against you, the friction between you, to drive you to oblivion. You come in staccato, your body seizing and shaking quickly in succession, your breath and moans stifled and punctuated as if by impossible beats; Adrian guides you through all of it. For a supposed late bloomer, he knows what he’s doing to take care of someone.

He slows, but never stops his pace, until you come back to him. Adrian kisses your face all over, holding you tight to bring you back to your senses.

It’s not until you start kissing back that he starts up his pace again.

“Fuck, I’m gonna… soon,” he works out between thrusts, hoping for your guidance.

“Do it, do it please,” you beg, wanting everything he can give you. “Where should I…?”

“In… Fuck, inside if you want.”

“What do you want?” he asks, so gentlemanly it makes you want to punch him.

“Inside!” you almost shout, the word comes pushed out through a moan because he hits that spot inside again that drives you wild.

“Fuck…” he stalls, and then his hips stutter, and it’s hot. He releases full into you, all over warm like the first sip of soup. You feel safe as he stills again and the lowers himself on top of you, kissing your jaw and neck.

“Adrian, fuck, Ade,” You whisper, not sure what you’re asking.

He picks his head up immediately.

“What’s up?” he asks.

“This won’t change sleepover night, right?” you ask, in the lamest way possible.

“Is this sarcasm I should pick up on?”

You only hug him closer as you laugh.

#adrian chase x reader

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ryuichirou · 6 months

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Short ones today!

Anonymous asked:

Is Yandere Todd invited to Wallace and Mobile’s wedding?

I don’t think so, and the regular Todd isn’t invited either… Why would he be? He is just one guy that Wallace hooked up with a couple of times over the course of 3 days, albeit kind of a clingy and dangerous one; I wouldn’t be surprised if Wallace forgets about him by the time he and Mobile get married :(

That doesn’t mean that Todd won’t show up to sit in the corner, stalk them and even cry a little of course. And if this is Yandere Todd, he might even consider ruining Wallace’s special day, but maybe he’ll be smarter and just watch for now. For now..

Anonymous asked:

No question, just wanted to say you draw bulges in a way that lets them live rent free in my head. Art work very good

Anonymous asked:

Silver's bulge my goodness... He's a big, healthy boy ❤️ and Lilia...... Can't even eat with his mouth closed 😔 Silver please get him with the spray bottle!!

This is about yesterday’s comic! Thank you so much for appreciating the bulge, Anons <3 Ironically, this is one of the things that I consider to be tricky to draw, so I am very happy it looks good… I’d say that I didn’t intend it to be noticeable, but then again I redrew it 3 times lol

Silver is a big, healthy boy indeed… And he’s going to get even healthier if he shares a meal with Lilia- *gets sprayed nooo*

Anonymous asked:

WTH is Lilia eating? I thought he was munching on entrails here…also I snack like this, Silver, whachyu tryna say?

It’s just spaghetti~ Ice-cold gross slippery delicious spaghetti!

Silver sounds like someone who had never had spaghetti out of the fried at 3 am in his life before, and it shows. Lilia has to fix that.

Anonymous asked:

never really though t of shipping vil and jake unironically until i saw ur fanart of them- you have a mega big brain and im here for it

Thank you so much, Anon! These two are wonderful together, I am very happy you liked how I draw them <3

Anonymous asked:

https://www.tumblr.com/pugfarts/82974480433/i-made-an-aoba-cake-for-my-wifes-birthday: But Idia.

Yes.

Anonymous asked:

So, it’s the Epel and Rook anon again and I just saw the newest pic on kofi. All I can think of is Rook comforting him but having a creepy, happy look on his face. And maybe later, seeing how vulnerable Epel is, he takes a little detour on the pretense of “comforting” him and….

Another notch in his hunter’s belt.

I’m so sorry, my mind is a dark place.

I am so happy you like this idea so much, Anon! Thank you so so much!

As always, you are completely right. Holding Epel’s shivering body, embracing him so tightly and hearing his intense heartbeat as well as his quiet pathetic whimpers, this is going to make Rook lose track of time for sure. He’ll make sure to comfort the boy in the best way possible~ And leave poor Epel traumatised lol

#replies

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limpfisted · 1 year

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#LIMPFISTED. LUCIFER GOT DOWN ON HIS KNEES AND PRAYED TO GOD, HIS FATHER, THE FATHER OF ALL THE ANGELS. HE WANTED PSALMS AND SONGS AND SUNSETS. HE WANTED DREAMS AND FAIRY TALES, A PARADISE LOST, BECAUSE IT HAD NOT YET BEEN MADE. HE WANTED ADVENTURE, HE WANTED PRAISE, HE WANTED JUSTICE, HE WANTED POWER—AND IN GOD’S DEFENSE, HE GOT IT AS THE GATE LOCKED BEHIND HIM.

DID IT HURT, WHEN YOU FELL FROM HEAVEN? WHEN YOUR FATHER WOULD RATHER BANISH YOU THAN LOOK YOU IN THE EYE?

THE CLOCK HAS STRUCK MIDNIGHT, THE SHARDS OF THE GLASS SLIPPER CUT INTO YOUR SAWED OFF HEEL, THE UGLY DUCKLING HAS EMERGED FROM HIS SHELL AND AWAKENED A BLACK SWAN.

What are you waiting for?! LET’S START OUR HAPPILY EVER AFTER!

LET’S MAKE A PACT !!!!

indie wyll ravengard: mobile doc / print layout doc. herbert sherbert, 25+, they/them. brief rules under the cut.

screenshot base credit: @/laceratiio (follow them we stan!)

20+ only. don’t be nasty, don’t be gross, i like horror, i like dark themes, i don’t like Bad things, but also sometimes bad things are a part of the characters trauma and we can talk about it and write about it! also: i sometimes write toxic relationships/situationships between consenting adults. there are sometimes age gaps, wyll is 24 on this blog, but age gaps happen, don’t follow if you don’t like it man.

i like a lot of your ooc posts if we’re mutuals! tell me to knock it off if u dont like it! however, if u like all my posts, i will be ur online rp bestie and personal court jester (tho we will be keeping safe professional online boundaries in place lol, i want us to be mutual fans of each other’s art, we do NOT have to share personal details.)

discord i only give out rarely. tumblr ims are best. i love to plot, i love to talk, hit up my ims!

i write about bodily harm and canon characters trauma! all astarion trauma is tagged astarion tw! all suggestive content is tagged suggestive te, nsft, and nsfw! ask me to tag whatever u like, but i may forget! oopsie doopsies! give me the benefit of the doubt.

MY ICONS ALL HAVE A BIG CLOSE-UP OF AN EYE. IF YOU DON’T LIKE THE ICONS, JUST DON’T FOLLOW. I’m not tagging it, so sorry pal.

my wyll is transmasc and non-binary, he/him, he identifies as “a blade”, you can use any “gendered terms” for him!

alright i said this was gonna be brief. jesus christ.

#pinned #ooc

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tiredmako · 2 years

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⭒ incoming!!! new fanfic tumblr acc!! this is me grabbing ur attention so read this pls!! ⭒

so im ngl im NOT a good writer and im writing on here mainly for practice... also to show appreciation to my favorite fandoms. i used to write on wattpad which was an... era, to say the least. anyways... ig ill introduce myself and then do my lil ol' fandom list and rules ykyk? also im writing this on mobile so if the formatting looks bad on pc then like. oopsie poopsie in my defense

ab me!

soooo hii im mako :)) i go by she/her pronouns and i rlly love things like gaming, comics, shopping, music, baking/cooking, and CATS! obviously mako isn't my real name even tho that'd be cool asl... but i think mako sharks are super cute so it works!! ok next i think i should do like. a fandoms i write for list and then rules? sounds right? right? also i just gotta get it out there that i LOVE the spacing on here!

fandoms!

im ngl im a huge nerd and love a LOTTTT of fandoms! obvi i won't write for every single one ever... butttt these are the ones i will write for! these will be updated and ill make a separate post announcing what fandoms i add/take off <3 also theres wayy to many characters in my fandoms to say who i will and wont write so just send in ur request and yk if i turn u down cuz i dont wanna write for that character oopsie sorry hon

dc comics

dead by daylight

invincible

marvel comics

overwatch

rules!

honestly these rules r gonna SUCK for some of yall and im sorry but im very specific ab what i will and wont write oopsie poopsie okay

no crack fics! im not funny and half the time i dont find crack fics funny. also have u ever seen a crack fic that aged well??

no smut!! digital footprint guys!!! ill write like, dirty jokes or wtvr cuz im stupid and immature but im not writing straight up p in v oiled up booty sex okay

no matchmaking, song figs, hcs, etc. i just dont find them fun to do...

no very overly specific requests!! im sorry babe but im not gonna write 'spiderman reacting to reader being a demon princess half fish goth' like ily but no!

no gender, race, sexuality specific requests. i want my writing to be inclusive for everyoneee!!! unless im writing sm for myself, imma use they/them prns and stuff like that etc etc yk??

no requests w no specifications! im sorry but im not going to know what to do when u say 'anything w ghostface pls :)' like it doesnt even have to be super detailed just like a little 'hi could u pls write ghostface teasing his shy bestfriend' I WOULD ACCEPT THAT AND WRITE THAT PLS YALL WORK W ME HERE

if ur gonna be rude and annoying then imma just ignore u... like i have things to do and i cant spend all my time on tumblr writing things for free sorry i heart yall tho

on the topic of that be patient!! i have things to do and places to be

if ur homophobic, transphobic, a terf, or anything weird or gross just leave in advance i dont want u here bye bye

i dont feel comfortable writing ab stuff like suicide, self harm, etc. mental health is scary and i would NOT portray it right mb oopsie

when i get a few works up, ill start a masterlist!! also this is prob just going to be a writing acc cuz i have a diff/main acc so dont expect any like. reposts, follow backs, or likes from this acc cuz im probly nottt gonna be scrolling on here just writing. heart u guys pls send requests im sooo bored

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doctormage · 7 months

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sorry i need to complain rly quick

ok so i went to the derby thing monday and in a nutshell it was awful solely bc i literally could not stay upright on my skates. im a severe asthmatic so i have to take albuterol before exercise and sometimes it makes me shaky, but this time my legs were like, completely and genuinely useless

everyone there was SO nice and only cared that i didnt hurt myself but im still really fucking embarrassed bc like. i make a point to exercise my legs every single day. at bare minimum i do squats and calf raises EVERY SINGLE DAY and have been for MONTHS bc of physical therapy. those two exercises particularly help keep my ankle and foot mobile so i make sure to do them, at least 30 of each, DAILY!!!!!!!!! my quads are fucking great!!!!!

so im like. alright. very cool and normal that the medication thats supposed to help me breathe is preventing me from even skating 3 feet in any direction, also very cool and awesome that people are gonna think its bc i have zero lower body strength (when in fact that is the ONLY place i have any strength!) bc my legs are like jello rn

(on top of this i was just so anxious and awkward and all this immediately brought up countless childhood memories of my gym teachers openly bullying me in front of my entire class bc i - severe asthmatic who was even worse as a child - wasn't going "fast enough" or "trying hard enough" or whatever. and also generally like the shittiness of not being able to play w your friends or whatever as a kid bc your lungs dont fucking work. so the frustration over this one thing just opened a can of worms that had been marinating for the last 26 years of my life)

(additionally i have placed a LOT on this mentally bc it's my attempt at like cultivating a hobby that involves other people and forcing myself to make friends that live in the same city as me. i've wanted to do this for over a YEAR, i was so excited after i got cleared by my physical therapist, and i also had a cold last week and was frantically doing everything i could to be better again before monday so it was just!!! a lot!!!) (i was better btw and not contagious. still wore a mask to the rink in case i coughed rly gross or smth tho)

i also thought maybe its bc my knees hyperextend REALLY really bad just like in my normal posture so my center of gravity is always all fucked. so on top of my shaky ass legs im trying to combat the entire way my body holds itself and has ALWAYS held itself, while attempting to maintain balance on wheels, and not default to What I Literally Always Do Subconsciously Because That's How My Legs Work. anyway

yesterday it was rainy so i couldnt skate but today i put my skates on and im like. completely fucking fine. not trembling at all, totally capable of remaining upright, maintaining proper form, skating around, everything, even with my fucked up backwards knees. what the hell and fuck

on monday i'd borrowed skates from the rink bc i didnt want to be the only one in new-looking non-derby skates (which i wouldnt have been anyway) so i guess it could be because their skates didnt really fit me right or they're flat and my skates have a heel but like????? why???????? why am i fine now ???????????????????

we have practice again tomorrow and i will ABSOLUTELY be wearing my own skates idgaf how stupid they look i am not putting myself in that position again. i NEED people to know i have functional legs ;_;

#this is just an essay of externalizing im sorry #i dont want to bug anybody irl about it but i need to sort out my Thoughts #bc im fucking annoyed

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nerves-nebula · 2 years

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oof sorry to hear you're experiencing chronic stress rn. That's tough to deal with and I hope you recover/life gets less hectic for you soon.

Some other tips I find is wearing clothes that make you feel safe (for me that's often large hoodies or sweaters), burning a candle with a scent you associate with good times, watching timelapse videos or videos of jellyfish/"screen saver" videos (if you look up screen saver videos on youtube you'll find some), and spending some time with animals if you can?

If there's anything we could do to help I'd be happy to help! Stress can be rough and draining and I hope you're less stressed soon :)

im gonna be honest i think the only times i wasnt experiencing chronic stress (as in long ongoing periods of stress) was like,, last summer? when i didnt have to worry about anything for a few months? every other period of my life has had a constant undercurrent of distress running through it with brief breaks. In all honesty this is probably the LEAST stressed i've been in my life but. well thats not saying much considering most of my life was spent in an abusive household.

i prefer mobile games to screensaver videos but that also hurts my hands when i play them too much so maybe i should try out sensory videos after all.

oh on the positive side though, I just took a shower! so at least I don't feel gross anymore.

#nnstuff #ask #asks are sweethearts

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magickbrew · 5 years

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Wow excuse my messy awfully fADED hair and terrible face. ISSA MONDAY LOOK.

#munday #selfie #ooc. mobile #im sorry i look so gross #NDNSJAKAKAO

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deadmaynever-archive-blog · 5 years

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❤️

#hi u kno that post like ‘post a heart and have followers comment positivity about u/ur blog? do it pls #im in a MOOD #and mobile af so if this look gross me sorry

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antiloreolympus · 3 years

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11 Anti LO Asks

1. im sorry that pic collage literally looks like hades giving a peptalk to his 14 year old daughter before her first day in high school than his FUTURE WIFE. even the cutesy foot positions is what little kids/teens do?? also yeah you cant flip flop shes SO powerful and amazing but also hasnt proved herself?? like sorry, shes a goddess with a rich mom and countless awards to her name, the idea shes the most powerful bu also the underdog makes zero sense and only adds rachel cant write her well.

2. where is this idea the underworld cant grow life from and only persephone (to "prove" shes actually powerful) can make plants down there grow? the myths mention theres an thriving orchard there and countless fields of flowers and forest well before persephone or even hades showed up. i know rachel has no respect for the mythology but really, this is the best she can do? persephone doesnt need to "prove" shes powerful, rachel just needs to write an actual character, yet she doesnt even do that.

3. lets be real here, at least every character needs ONE drawback, ONE thing at the very least that others have over them (more patience, more cunning, better resources, more allies, richer, smarter, prettier, ANYTHING) ye rachel just CANT let persephone not be perfect and the best at everything and have everyone instantly fall in love with her, so shes just not a real character? her only "drawbacks" are seen as cute and "powerful" (naive, easily manipulated, can control her anger, etc) so??

4. persephone is probably good at everything because she's a fertility goddess... ergo her super womb

5. LO Persephone took Psyche's butteflies, she took Demeter's scythe, sickle, and fertility/earth goddess powers, she took Aphrodite's unique beautiful status, she even took Athena/Zeus/Apollo's status as the most powerful deity who can change the world order if they wanted to. Like, must every other god have their symbolism, powers, and even important items taken away from them for Persephone's benefit?

6. yeah the "apollo is a sun god" stuff is easily one of the biggest giveaways rachel is taking out her ass and doesnt actually know a thing about the mythology she so readily claims to be an expert in, and tbh doesnt even get the later roman stuff either.

7. For the Sun God stuff, Artemis was also called Phoebe which could have helped her connection to the moon. There was also the weird thing with her connections with Trivia (Hecate) and Luna as Diana Trifomis. She usually took center stage in that trio which could’ve helped the Romans just attribute Magic and the moon to her and thus Artemis as her Greek equivalent

8. the thing is isnt even helios framed as bad in LO? like his version of the AOW was proven a big lie and even vindictive against persephone, so are just just supposed to buy everything and everyone outside of the underworld (or really, everyone who doesnt kiss hades and persephone's butts at every single moment) is the worst?

9. rachel literally thinks hades being a god of wealth means he owns ALL the natural resources (which in ancient times would literally only be rare metals and gems, the idea itd also include gas and petrol or whatever is such a gross modern idea and tbh evil considering the global climate disaster we're all currently in, so is he the cause of it??) but also him making his wealth off the backs of literal SLAVE LABOR so yeah, kinda clear rachel is not exactly the expert she claims to be.

10. I've been scrolling your blog for about 40 mins... am I crazy or was there an original LO that Smythe scratched after getting some backlash? Bc I've been looking for old posts and screenshots and I came across your blog and thought that maybe you'd know with all the screenshots I have so far seen. But you have so much content and I'm stuck with mobile tumblr lol.. The goal of my search was that I was telling a friend how RS had originally planned and had like publicly promised that LO would not contain any rape (I'm sorry if that's a trigger word, but, well. Idk how to say it without saying the word :/) bc she was going for a different kind of retelling.... and then she made LO Apollo into a bad guy. :/ and so I was telling my friend that that was my grief with RS's story but now, forever later, I can't find diddly squat and I'm wondering if I made it all up in my head that there were old posts like that and even an original run of LO on webtoons. But I'm betting both my knee caps and both big toes that she had said that bc that was the only reason why I started reading her webtoon!!! She had promised it wasn't going to have Persephone getting hurt like that so I eagerly subscribed at the time.

Also if you don't have screenshots or have made a post already or even know what I'm talking about, that's ok. I'm not submitting this ask for you to do the research, just hoping in case you maybe have screenshots of her old posts already or even know what I'm talking about. :(

I feel like I'm going crazy not being able to find old posts lol

From OP: You’re not crazy, RS just deactivated her tumblr and twitter (she reactivated her twitter but her old tweets are gone, she still deletes tweets regularly). So, I understand that finding any screenshots on it is pretty difficult.

11. honestly, if the only way rachel can "prove" persephone is this deep, powerful character is only through saying shes better than everyone else, then persephone actually isnt. yes theres a hierarchy with the kings and hera on top, but the gods all had different strengths and weaknesses, persephone included, but they were all powerful and respected. the idea persephone HAS to be better than everyone else to be deemed "powerful" is both bad writing and a terrible read on the mythology itself.

#anti lo #anti lore olympus #lore olympus critical #lo critical

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systematic-advice · 3 years

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ok so i have a few questions. i'm a questioning system and this is really confusing

so ive heard voices before. just randomly. somewhat related to whatevers going on or something im thinking but also sometimes not. one time after a shower when i was feeling horribly dysphoric and was being annoyed at myself for coming out as lesbian one of them yelled lesbians

the other one im aware of just straight up said gross to an idea a youtuber had while i was watching them. it was weird because i found the idea really cute

i've looked into being a system before and it never really matched up but im confused still and i want answers

so today i was going to check tumblr (im on mobile on android and usually have a pretty good memory for short term things) and went into the search tab which usually only has the empires smp tag on it but the desert duo tag was there also. i didnt remember searching it or accidentally pressing it so now im very confused.

ive never had an actual memory block out like this so its weird for me and is this me being a system or something else? i just really want answers. i know i have some form of trauma when i was really young as well, but i feel like it was so obscure and not like actually insanely traumatizing that i dont think i could be a system but i also could be if that makes any sense at all

please help this is probably poorly worded but its 2 am and im honestly scared

Hello Anon!

Aww! I'm so sorry you're feeling afraid. I know mental health is a really scary topic, but you're doing great exploring it. I know it's never easy to understand what's going on with ourselves, so asking is a big step!

As my banner always says, we're not medical professionals and we can't diagnose you. All that I can do is try to help you sort out the experiences you're having and let you come to your own conclusions. I'm saying this so you don't get your hopes up that I'm going to tell you one way or another. I truly can't.

My suggestion in situations like this is likely getting old for my regular followers to read, but Journaling is a great way to get to know yourself. I've said before that I'm not talking about the classic "You need to sit down every night and write about your whole day" Journaling, I mean keeping a daily log book you make an effort to write in at least once a day. It doesn't have to be about your day. You can just right the word 'Orange' because that's how you were feeling and that's okay. It's more or less to watch your tone in the writing and to see if you miss long periods. That can be a really god way to understand if what you're experiencing lines up with a System's experiences.

Self-reflection is another go-to of mine. In order to fully understand what's happening with your mental health it's very important to take time in the evening/ when your day is ending to reflect on yourself and your actions over the day. Asking yourself questions like "What did I do today?" And "How did I feel about that?" Can help you learn if you're losing time or feeling- both can be signs of DID/OSDD. IT's important to look at how you feel toward the people you interact with regularly too. Do you suddenly hate the parent you like the best some days? Did you feel out of place when that feeling came up?

It's important to remember that especially if you are a teenager, shifts in emotion and personality are normal. Even for a singlet, you can feel emotions you're not fully understanding or processing strictly because your body and brain are shifting and changing. It's a natural part of growing up, but it can be very confusing and hard to understand.

So I suppose my advice would be to gather as much information on yourself as possible and then to take a step back and look at al the signs and symptoms as a whole. This will give you a better understanding of yourself and your world. I hope this helps Anon. Best of luck.

#🦇 :: on leather wings #an agony uncle speaks #they asked #did #osdd #did system #osdd system #actually did #actually plural #DID OSDD #System #Systems #dissosiative identity disorder #otherwise specified dissociative disorder #anti endo #anti tulpa #anti endogenic

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duckulamoved · 3 years

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Someone asked for pictures when I asked about this yesterday so I have some now. (I cant @ on mobile atm Im sorry). I bought this boy yesterday. He doesnt work despite being in great condition (very clean on the outside I just suspect a wire malfunction due to storage conditions, one of the wires connecting battery compartment rusty).

Anyway he has this going on in the areas where his fabric meets all over inside. No amount of scrubbing gets it off. I have seen other furbies with this issue as welll, but my other two didnt have it. Is it glue possibly or something else. (Hes otherwise very clean no grossness on the outside and when i soaked him the water stayed clean looking)

#furby #furby community #furby customization

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zuffer-weird-girl · 5 years

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Sorry but we need the yakuza boss waking up because of the karate kid AKA 5 years old baby kaito. 🤣🤣 not a peaceful sleep. Bonus if kaito is drooling 😅. Kkkkkkkkkkkk its funny. Esp if mommy also agrees with kai too rather than being the one asking kai to handel it as usual 🤣💘. When it comes to baby kin ... kai would somehow in heart prefer to sleep with her since she is more quite even in her sleep. Only hugs. Tight hugs. Hugs the life out of him sometimes 😅. But thats happens occasionally

Having a child was not easy... he knew damn well about that by now.

But still gave him a good feeling whenever when his child giggled and played with him and saw the smile of purw live and adoration from his wife...

Those two were his personal heaven... even if he, a devil incarnatee on a man's body, didn't really deserved it... at all.

But there was always fights, silent ones, between him and his child for your attention... always.

But night time? Oh fuck no. It was his turn to have his angel. Kaito deal with it.

Yeah... not always at least as much as he wished.

You and him were on a peaceful sleep before he groggily opened one of his eyes with a growl... accidentally waking you up as well.

"Apologies." He mumbled while you muttered, lied actually, that it was fine; Chisaki purred a bit at feeling your warm and clean hand carres his jaw and shortly after scratch gently his scalp.

He felt a tug on the sheets and turned away from you to see (E/c) eyes looking at him, half of his face covered by that stuffed animal he didn't got des attached off...

"What are you doing awake brat? Go back to sleep..." he growled before he spotted a pout on his son's lips.

"Can't sleep..." the kid mumbled monotonously but Kai spoted the hint of sadness on his kid's voice.

Damn this child... not even one day hee would let the chance of being or even stealing his wife away from his arms.

The worst? He played dirty. His wife was the one to blame for teaching his son how to do those cursed eyes.

He sighed out loud before hesitantly letting go of your warm body, smirking at your whines of protest.

"What.." you yawned "Happened?"

"Kaito cant sleep. Had a nightmare or something." He mumbled before he noticed that his kids circled the bed to go to your side instead.

"I didn't. Just can't sleep." He pouted in protest before makung grabby hands for you to oick him up.

"That's alright my soldier." You kissed his cheek before covering him up with a blanket "Wanted to sleep with us?" You giggled at his weak nod before he hugged your waist along with his plush, nestling between his mother and father's body.

"This brat takes advantage of the situation. That is the true." Kai growled before placing his head on his pillow, blindly dropping his arm to cover his son and wife's body.

The kid sighed in bliss as he nuzzled in your body, enjoying the way his parents bodies brung him warm.

You looked down at your son with a smile before noticing that Kai was doing the same; stoic face present but a hint of softeness on those usual cold amber eyes.

"You are such a great father Kai... how did I got so lucky?" You sleepy talked, giggling at the way he looked at you with a eyebrow arched up.

"That was uncalled for... Im just staring at him." He smirked, noticing how your faces even despite from Kaito breaking away the contact were close.

"The way you stare at me is the same..." you smiled when he touched his forehead along with yours.

"Is different. And you know it." He muttered before trying to kiss you good night...

"Don't kiss. Is gross. Yuck." Kaito mumbled before pyshing your face gently away from his father.

"... Im getting tired of this brat." He growled while you giggled hopeless... you two giving up and going to sleep.

He woke up with a painful kick on his gut... what a plesent way fo be waken.

"What the actual-!" He whispered yelled before receiving a slap on his chest.

You woke up with your husband's grunts, allarmed by his frow and frustated face.

You two immediately got up, looking around in the room to see nothing by the same old mobile.

"What the hell was that?" You whispered.

"Hell if I know..." he growled before cringing suddenly, jaw clenched as his eyes darkned.

"Kai?"

"There's something wet on my..." he touched with his bare finger on the side of his chest and cringed even more at noticing it was what he was thinking of...

You both looked down to see your son, mouth open with a string of saluva wetting the bed sheets and a some on Kai's... legs spread as he made a slightly congested noise to mumble something.

Chisaki's eye twitched before he looked at you.

"He is getting back to his room. First a kick and then this? Im don-" he brought his hand to bite on it at receiving another kick on his leg.

You giggled a bit before you received ine as well... glaring at the skirk on your husband's face when you muffled any noises you could make with a pillow.

"Karma is a bitch isn't it my angel?" He sayed before dodging a probably kick on his crotch.

That is just cruel Kaito.

"Ha ha. Very funny." You mumbled sarcastically before Kaito slapped subsconciously yout thighs... his cheek resting on your bare legs, consequently his droll sticking into your legs.

"Suck it." Kai mumbled before receiving a back kick on his knee.

"Ha!" You pointed with a quiet laugh at your husband's glare.

It was going to be a long night...

Bonus:

"Jesus Christ you two look horrible." Pops commented witha frow at seing the huge eyebags on Kai and your eyes... while his grandson eated his breakfast normally.

"You two look more like shit, hell, what happened?" Mimic comented also with a frow, receiving a punch from Kurono for swearing in front of his godson.

You two changed glances before you looked a Kaito while Kai glared down at the kid.

Both of you showed purple marks on possible vissible parts of your bodies, the ones where neithed of you were flustered of showing it.

"Holy fuck you two were attacked?!" Now Irinaka punched Chrono for swearing, smirlimg at doing his revenge.

You shook your head while Kai was way too tired to scold those two as he yawned while showing with his palm at his son.

"This rascal. All night. Strong as f-" you covered his mouth before he could regret it... while Kaito tilted his head making a muffled confused noise as he monoustly took a bit out of his sandwich.

What did he do?

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