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#ALL of it just makes us feel like WE werent cared for
faerociousbeast · 11 months
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homophobia sucks
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yawn-emoji · 1 year
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#who i was march 24 2022 and who i am now are completely different people. i remember crying in caffe reggio to zay sun and adiba because#my dad was in the hospital and we didnt know why and we werent even there to support him and my mom because we had travelled to nyc that#morning. and the whole trip was overshadowed by this sense of grief and fear and horror at what was unfolding back at home while i was#trying to pretend everything was okay and that i was fine. i never cry in public but i cried on the q train while visiting my coworker who#lives in manhattan and then i sobbed in a xi’an famous foods location in manhattan w my brothers because the cheapest and earliest train#home was that night and i had no idea what to do w myself#and when we got home finally we all knew what the diagnosis was but nobody wanted to say it not even the doctors. i dont think anyone used#the actual word cancer to us for months. they cloaked it in such technical terms so as to make it easier to swallow but it was still like.#an elephant in the room yk? nobody told us the stage either but it was a stage iv glioblastoma and i remember going on r/glioblastoma and#just crying reading all the posts abt how difficult this disease is. most projections were six months to a year and a half. a lot of people#even chose not to get treatment because of the high probability that it would make no difference to the prognosis. i have no idea whether we#made the right choice going w chemo or not honestly. only time will tell i guess. inshaAllah this will prove to have been the right choice#idk what im even trying to say now. i just dont reflect a lot on where i was when this started because it’s… almost too painful. i have#given up so much for my dad at this point and i still feel like it’s not enough but also i’ve been trapped by this sickness and i’ve given#up my life to it and idk how to rebuild myself from here. i need to move on w my life but what if these are the last moments w him and i#take those for granted by not staying home to take care of him and spend time w him. again idk what im trying to say here i just have no#idea how we got to this place. it still feels like some insane fever dream that i will suddenly awaken from#seeing pictures of my dad even from 2021 is the hardest thing. i have no idea what happened to that bright funny charismatic loving man. he#is literally a shell of himself at this point and i hate it. it actually turns my stomach sometimes because it all is so wrong#none of this was supposed to happen he was supposed to retire peacefully somewhere tropical in a couple years not get diagnosed w cancer#journal#illness tw
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yasamaksarkisi · 2 years
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duygusal ihtiyaçlarımın çok fazla olmadığına karşı tarafı ikna etmek yerine ihtiyaçlarımı karşılayabilecek yeni yerler, insanlar bulmak amacını taşımak. ihtiyaçlarımı "çok fazla" olarak nitelendiren ve karşılamaktan aciz olan veya karşılamak için çaba göstermeyen insanlardan uzaklaşabilmek/ disengage olmak.
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im having so much trouble coming in to w3ork with one of my co workers these days
#remember when Don would only freak out over a slightly stupid but understandably frustrating task?#today she went from 0 to 100 when a patient came in dropping off paper work that her pcp needed to sign today as well#is that an unreasonable request? yes. was she even remotely rude or annoying? no.#yes it was a semi stupid request but Don you had#NO REASON snapping on the patient like that and being so rude#im so doen with her idc that sometimes we get stupid requests and get asked to have stupid patience but#but you work in healthcare scheduling and particularly in primary care you have to expect some reqs that are just unreasonable#without being all pissed 0ff about#AND YOU HAVE NO PLACE BEING SO ANGRY ABOUT SAID REQ THAT YOU TAKE IT OUT ON THE PATIENT#I feel so shitty but i really wanna go to my manager tomorrow#i really dont wanna feel like im snitching but fuck this is the same woman who was gonna deny scheduling an appt#because the pt had never been seen by us before which means she would mave to make a new patient chart#so she would also have to acquire. the patient's home address... and that's all that's extra...#she literally will not do anything that requires her to have to call patients but also yells about scheduling like.. anything#bro i dont like being asked to do stupid shit either but you are NEVER allowed to snap at a patient like that#unless they are being intentionally rude and disrespectful you do not get to play the 'stand your ground' card#so many of our patients are in immense pain and not exactly licud for many other reasons idc if you're upset#you are NOT allowed to get rude with a patient just because they had 1 kind of unreasonable req (THAT THEY WERENT RUDE ABOUT EITHER)#how has this woman worked here for 5 years and not been fired she's literallyl so mean and so bad at her job#ignore me i get just so fucking mad when it comes to patient's gettign screwed over inhealthcare#stupid talks#delete
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areislol · 6 months
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A time to tell
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► PAIRINGS. genshin men x gn! creator! reader
► GENRE. sagau, reverse isekai, domestic life/slice of lofe, explicit/sexual (18+ for the nsfw chapters) themes.
SYNOPSIS. albedo created a machine where it would bring back their creator, who was stuck in another world, back to where they belong. but instead of bringing you here to them, it brought them to you.
WARNINGS. eventual smut, harem, angst with comfort.
STATUS. on going//i will try to update as fast and best as i can but i do procrastinate a lot so.. i do have school and work to do so updates may be a bit slow.. i will try my best though!! i do not have a specific update time, i just update whenever I finish a chapter so please bear with me, i wish i had an allocated timetable or something but i just can't fit that into my schedule (posting on a specific time).
EXTRA. i started this series because i needdd to feed my love for reverse isekai fics and i saw that there werent a lot so i was like !!! why not create my own? also, the chapters that had NSFW content in them will have the 🔞 logo beside the chapter name.
- reader is in college (has a part time job)
TAGLIST. open
> RECOMMENDED SONGS WILL BE INCLUDED IN THE CHAPTERS <
“y/n, we will be here for you for however you want us to be, we will leave even if you asked us to just please, please don’t leave us.”
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chapter index
i. chapter one - the start of it all
◇─where you find yourself in a room with 24 handsome men, the thing is.. you know them from the popular game that you even played and spent hundreds of money on.. genshin impact!
ii. chapter two - the morning after
◇─the morning after everything had happened, you decided to do a little bonding session.. which was by watching your favourite movies with them of course!
iii. chapter three - a shopping spree
◇─you decide to go shopping to buy some things for you and the men, you bond by watching movies with them and playing UNO.
iv. chapter four - "you really took took care of us, huh?"
◇─a couple days goes by after meeting the men, all is going good, your daily routine has changed, and the fact that you start work tomorrow too doesn't help anything at all.
v. chapter five - Back to work
◇─you have to return back to work after having your days off, little did you know you would find out something that would absolutely make you feel at unease and that would make you paranoid forever.
MINI FIC - Merry christmas! (wait why are we supposed to say that again?)
◇─celebrate christmas with them!!
vi. chapter six - The stalker
◇─not in a million years did you expect to ever get yourself a stalker, how did you? no idea. but with the sudden help of a woman she manages to find a way to catch the stalker. will you and your friends or well, the men, see her ever again, and will they meet for the good or bad?
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snipersfucker · 9 months
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An apology, but we all want to read how they are inside and possibly the Autobots lose control when what they have been imagining for so long happens (like Mirage / Bee / or Optimus) you made us addicted to you writing
there are special little places where yall can get help with your addiction!! im not the remedy!! (i bite the walls every single time i get a compliment) ALSO lets just pretend bees vocal cords werent ripped out to the point he couldn't moan like a slut :) dubcon:/
Bee was desperate.
The way your hips swayed when you walked, the way the soft tone of your voice echoed in the insides of his helm, the way you'd wrap your fragile fingers around his steering wheel and squeeze it ever so slightly in a playful manner—he needed you.
And one day, after spending countless nights on imagining you stretched out on his throbbing spike, your tits bouncing with every slap of his hips against your bare ass, he finally got the honour of actually seeing you underneath him, not just picturing it in his mind.
Bee was desperate for you, but he was also shy. Which meant that you had to initiate all the talks, all the touches, and all the kisses. However, when he finally understood that he had you exactly where he wanted you, and when he heard you vocalise your desire for him, he just couldn't stop himself.
The soft exchange of pecks on each others' lips turned into a heated make-out session, his glossa quickly asking for permission to slip into your mouth just so he could get a proper taste for the first time. His metal body began overheating as soon as he felt your body straddling his lap, your legs on both side of his hips. Your bold move made him only crave more of your touch, him barely able to restrain himself from just having his way with you, manhandling you until you'd beg for him to stop absolutely ruining you for the pleasure of you both.
And he wanted to continue making a mess with his lips on yours, especially when you were making so many sweet noises just for him... But he had to take things further, feeling like his spark might just explode if he didn't.
So he pulled away slowly, making eye contact with you for just a mere second, only to see the needy expression on your face, which gave him a silent permission to jump right into what he'd planned to do. His lips quickly found their place on the side of your neck, his servos landing on your hips, subconsciously pushing your core into his abdomen to create more friction between you.
He began licking, kissing, nibbling, and sucking the skin gently into his intake to create pretty bruises on your neck which would show anyone that you belonged to him.
Your breaths were getting heavier, much more chaotic, them hitching in your throat every time he paid special attention to a particularly sensitive spot. Your needy whimpers were mixing with the sound of his vents trying to stop him from overheating, his reaction to you making you want more of him than you already had.
And you didn't know you already had him whole. He was yours.
"Bee, please..." you whined, your eyes closed shut, hands on both of his shoulders with a strong grip which he didn't mind at all.
Your words made him transform the area under his abdomen, now a hard spike on full display, its length slapping against your stomach with every intense throb. He didn't stop taking care of your neck for even a second, every whimper and groan of desperation being muffled by your skin as he continuously planted wet kisses all the way down from your jaw to your collarbone.
He was growing impatient.
His spike touching you was sending constant pleasurable electric shocks down his bipedalism cord, his spark nearly exploding when you grinded against it with your clothed core.
The grip of his digits on your hips tightened, and you'd probably have endless bruises on your sweet, soft skin tomorrow, and this thought should've made him feel at least a tad bad but he adored knowing that he left something while doing such sinful things with you.
When you moved and brushed against his length again, he groaned in impatience, pulling away just to lift the hem of your loose shirt with his digit to signal to you that he needed it off. You made eye contact with him as you got rid of the piece of clothing on your upper half. But it wasn't enough for him—he had to have you naked against him, every inch of your warm, human skin against his hot, metal one.
Before his digit moved to the waistline of your pants, you were already unbuttoning and unzipping them, getting out of his lap just to be able to take them off fully alongside with your panties, them ending up somewhere on the floor, probably next to your shirt.
His optics immediately shot to your cunt, the temptation to put his spike inside you overwhelming his body. He didn't even wait patiently for you to get back onto his lap on your own, as soon as he stopped devouring the sight of you in front of him in just a bra, he immediately pulled you towards him with both servos on your hips again, placing you on his lap, exactly where you belonged at that moment.
Now your bare core was brushing against his spike, and he couldn't refrain himself from letting a couple of desperate noises roll off him glossa. You decided to undress fully for him, taking your bra off and tossing it onto the pile of long forgotten clothes. His optics could barely take in the view before his lips found themselves on your tits, his intake giving attention to both, switching from teasing, licking and kissing the left one to doing exactly the same to the right one. Your hardened nipples made it possible for him to gently bite them, making you buckle your hips and moan his name shamelessly, your own noises not allowing you to hear your thoughts, as if there was anything else on your mind other than how good Bee's glossa felt when it curled up on your nipple, it getting sucked into his intake.
The remains of self-control he could find within himself were slipping through his digits, the force of his touches increasing with every passing second. At the same time, he was also getting more and more intense reactions from you, your body craving more as it pressed against his.
Bee groaned, impatience getting the better of him, as he wrapped his arm around your fragile, human body, lifting you up with your chest still to his.
He moved fast like a starving man, placing you gently on the hard floor of the garage, its coldness radiating to your body, adding a completely new sensation. You arched your back, exposing your chest even more to him, hoping he'd put his mouth on your already swollen and sensitive nipples, but he seemed to have other plans when, without a heads-up, he grabbed the back of both your thighs, and lifted up your hips so that now the only body parts of yours making contact with the cement underneath you were your upper back and your head.
Your eyes nearly rolled to the back of your head as you bit your lip to stop yourself from whimpering at the absolutely sinful sight of Bee kneeling down and hovering over you, spreading your legs and holding them pressed to your chest for better access to your dripping cunt.
You felt the tip of his spike teasing your hole which has been clenching over nothing for the past couple of minutes, finally about to get what it needed the most. And then, with one swift motion, Bee slid into you, the wet sound of his length entering your core echoed against the walls of your head.
A loud moan escaped the depths of your throat, lips parted, eyes closed themselves shut before you could even stop them, wanting to watch as the robot began trying to bottom out inside your warm cunt, but unfortunately his spike was too big for you to take for now.
It felt good. The pain from being so suddenly stretched out around him mixed with the pleasure from his spike hitting all the sweet spots inside you with the very first thrust of his hips.
Bee felt as if he no longer had control over his own body, the feeling of you wrapped around him, your warm cunt so inviting to just ruin it without second thoughts. And he could find absolutely no strength within himself to stop the almost animalistic desire to make you his in every meaning of this word.
His optics were trained on your face for mere seconds before his gaze shifted to the place where your bodies connected, your cunt covered in your own slick, the hole visibly stretched out to take his spike, even if it was only a half of his full length.
The idea of pushing the entire thing in only made him groan, the images of the bulge in your lower stomach he'd create flashing in front of his optics.
He threw his head back when he felt you clench around him, the sensation too much to handle.
You knew he was about to begin pounding into you as if it was the only thing he was made to do, the expression on his face and the look he was giving you the entire time confirming it.
"Bee..." you whined his name, not being fully aware what that sweet tone of your voice was doing to him.
So he just positioned himself better, pressing your thighs harder to your chest, taking almost the entire length of his spike out of your begging cunt, only to slam into you and put even more of him inside you.
You couldn't even control the noises escaping you anymore, your head thrown back because of the overwhelming pleasure.
Bee has had enough of waiting, the memory of him sitting in the corner of this garage, his spike in his servo as he kept fisting himself, overloading onto the hard floor multiple times just to get some relief after having to watch you walk around in your damned little dresses, your hips innocently swaying, your tits deliciously bouncing with every step.
Before you could register it, the robot was destroying your needy cunt with aggressive pounding, feeling as if he able to put more and more inches inside you with every slam of his hips against your ass.
His speed and the way he could hit all the best spots, even though the tip of his spike was kissing your cervix, made you constantly moan out loud, as if the walls of the garage were soundproof.
He kept making noises as well, although his were much deeper, more frustrated, as if he was chasing something he was so closed to catch but right before getting it, it'd just slip away from him.
He thought of this moment for a long time, the pink transfluid painting his servos on many occasions as he was imagining you in this exact position underneath him, squirming in pleasure.
But then, he came up with an even better idea, his body immediately following through, without even analysing it. He stopped mercilessly pounding into you just to manhandle you on your stomach, lifting your backside by your hips, spreading your legs to allow him to penetrate your needy cunt even more deeply. He positioned himself over you, his spike yet again pressing against your core for just a second before finally entering you once more. He didn't even waste time on preparing you to take him, just like the first time he pushed his length inside your pussy.
Now he had the opportunity to properly grope and slap your ass as much as he pleased, his hips constantly hitting it with every hard thrust he'd make. Tears began forming in the corner of your eyes, the feeling of being so perfectly stuffed by his spike making you shudder, moan and squirm beneath him.
His movements were rapid and chaotic, but he never slowed down, only increasing his speed, making mental notes of the noises you were making while he was fucking you so good.
"Bee, 't hurts..." you whimpered weakly in-between your loud, slutty moans, him taking it as an encouragement to continue ruining your cunt which was now clenching around him more than ever before. His one servo went to the back of your head tilted to the side, his digits gently stroking your hair as if it was supposed to help ease the pain mixing with pleasure, while the other one was still on your hip, pulling your body towards him at the same time he was pushing at it, making your skins hit each other with even more force.
You told him it hurt you but he couldn't stop.
He felt himself getting closer and closer to overloading, the warmth of your cunt getting sweetly unbearable as his movements became more sloppy, yet still as hard as before.
"Fuck." Curses kept spilling from your sinful mouth, feeling his thick spike throb inside you, indicating that he was probably about to finish.
The discomfort and pain of his metal hips hitting your much softer backside were slowly becoming less and less noticeable as complete pleasure washed over you, making you a wet, moaning mess underneath him.
With his two servos on your hips, he increased the speed of his movements once more, chasing the so desired release.
"Bee, please..." you whined again, your tits bouncing with every thrust, your hardened nipples brushing against the rough floor, "Overload in me..."
Your words were enough to tip him over the edge. With only a few more harsh slams into your tight cunt, he felt himself spurting his thick transfluid into your cervix, multiple groans and whimpers leaving his intake as he did so. He kept fucking the pink liquid into your cunt, not wanting a single drop to escape.
You could still feel his hard, metal hips hitting your ass, all until you clenched around him so tightly, he swore he could overload again just from that sensation alone. You came all over his thick spike, moaning loudly, your body shaking with indescribable pleasure from both his rough pounding as well as the knowledge that his transfluid was deep inside you.
Bee didn't pull out instantly, his thrusts decreasing in speed and force with every passing second, trying to ride out the remains of his and yours overloads.
You were panting and the robot was most definitely overheating, his metal body much hotter in touch than ever before, now his chassis pressed against your back as he began planting gentle kisses to your hair, his vents not being able to catch up.
After a long time that didn't feel long enough for him, he decided to pull away and take his spike out of your core filled with his transfluid, practically begging him to just fuck it again. But now, that his lust for you was somehow taken care of, he could regain the control over his body, and allow you to rest after getting absolutely ruined by him.
You rolled over onto your back yourself, clenching your thighs together when you felt his pink juices flooding out of you, wanting to keep them there for as long as possible. He smiled at your attempts to keep him inside you, the desire growing in his optics once again.
Bee gently wrapped his servos around your bare, exhausted body, lifting you up to place you down on the sofa he was previously occupying with you in his lap. As soon as you felt the plush against the skin of your back, you pulled the robot in your direction with your hands on both sides of his helm, making him bend his body so that you could kiss him passionately for the last time that night, knowing that he was most likely about to leave you to take care of his Autobot duties. He obliged without complaining, ready to slide into you again right then and there. And how disappointed he was when you pulled away with a soft smile, exhaustion finally catching up to you...
The corner of his slips curled up as he looked around in search for something to put on you. An abandoned blanket sitting on a wooden chair since he could remember would do. Before you could even notice he left you alone on the sofa, he was back, covering you from the neck down quickly but still making sure your whole body was under the soft fabric.
"Prime needs you?" you asked in a weak tone, your voice now only confirming how tired you actually were.
Prime needed him but he needed you.
Bee only nodded, to which you responded softly, "I'll stay here." And before he could even give you any sort of a physical confirmation that he got that, you already closed your eyes with a content expression written all over your face.
He smirked to himself, the sweet feeling of finally achieving his goal washing over him, him practically having been able to live in his dreams for a moment. His smile only widened when he came to a realisation...
He finally managed to mark you as his.
don't know if i made it he-lost-control enough but i tried and that's what counts in my books. also, i made it an oneshot but if you wanted separate hcs for these characters ill be more than willing to write it
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luvchungha · 8 months
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things you love about bf!skz
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pairing: boyfriend!skz x gn!reader
warnings: fluff, drabbles cursing(?), mentions of being a princess
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bang chan
out of the year or so you two have dated, you haven't failed to notice how observant chan is. even if its something very small thats different about you, he will always point it out.
"there's a bruise on the side of your thigh, what happened?" he would ask, concerningly.
even when you get new clothes, he notices. "are those pants new? they look good on you" he says with a grin on his face. you're starting to believe his brain has yo enter new data everytime theres something different about your appearance.
or the time where you had come back from hanging out with your friends, and the next morning he said "did you get a new piercing? your ear has an extra hole."
chan would point out. this specific scenario ended up with your reply, "channie, how did you even notice...? i took the piercing out already." which thoughtfully, he responded "what can i say, the longer i look at your the more i notice"
lee know
when someone says "dont judge a book by its cover" it definetly applies to people, especially lee know. before getting to know him, he was a completely different person. he cares more than you'd think, almost too much you'd feel like a burden.
like the one time you went out to a private club to celebrate a friend's birthday. you had gotten a little more than tipsy, accidently calling lee know to tell him "how much you miss your boyfriend" and "i need a hug from my boyfriend right now" which gave him the signal to drive his car out to pick you and your friends up, even letting them stay the night at your house.
everytime your mood even changes slightly, he gets worried. even if nothing had even happened to you. he always asks "are you okay love?" and makes sure to take over cooking for that night (and cook very well, mind you) he just wants to make sure you're always happy, because if you're sad, he's sad.
changbin
one thing about changbin is that he's always worried about you. especially for your safety. sometimes it gets a little out of hand, he freaked out when you tripped while you were walking after your date.
you were wearing a new pair of shoes you hadn't gotten used to.
of course, you hadn't fallen to the ground. you kept your balance before you could fall. although, with his quick reflexes he grabbed your waist to pull you back up. (even though you werent going to fall)
changbin being the person he is, proceeded to say, "i know we just went on a date, but dont hurt yourself falling for me sweetheart." you lightly shoved him, annoyed at the cheesy line and embarassed at the petname. to make sure you didnt hurt yourself again, he kept one of his hands on your back, as if he was guiding the way.
hyunjin
no matter how many people are in a room, hyunjin is always looking at you. you first noticed this a little after you had first met. your roomate had invited jisung over, which led to hyunjin coming too. you were all having a conversation at the dinner table, but the only thing you could focus on was the way
hyunjin was looking at you so intensely.
later when you two had eventually starting dating, you had come to discover that was his "im interested in this thing infront of me" face. like how he stared at paintings in an art gallery he found interesting, he stared at you in the same amazement.
another time was after you decided to become a trainee. you and 7 other nee friends were going to perform a cover of one of stray kids' songs. this was a few years after they debuted, and since you two began dating before his debut, obviously he was thrilled when you were on stage covering his song. you could see him in the vip area, embarassingly blowing kisses and hearts at you. he had on a "disguise" but you could tell it was him from a mile away.
han jisung
jisung is overly thoughtful. he likes to express his love for you through words, and tries to do it regularly, as if you're going to forget he loves you. one of the ways he expresses this undying love for you is through sticky notes. specifically, he bought different colors for everyday of the week.
for the days you came back from work late, he left a note on the kitchen counter, usually resulting in seeing him asleep on the couch with the tv playing. you felt bad he tried to stay awake in order to see you when you got home, but his effort was appreciated. the notes usually consisted or something like, "y/n! i hope you had a good day at work, even if you didnt i'm still proud of you. theres food in the fridge for you! - love hannie"
the other way he expressed his love for you was through his music. you went to the studio to suprise him one time, and overheard on a conversation including chan and changbin. they were complaining about how all of the songs han wrote were love songs. you could tell they appreciated it, but an entire album can't be love songs. it was even more embarassing for han when you had accidently heard one of his unreleased songs, a sweet love song, lyrics flowing perfectly with his voice.
felix
one habit felix will never get out of is touching. even before you dated, you could tell he was a skinship person. no matter what, he feels the need to touch you at all times. whether its a hug, holding hands, or even touching your fingers. you don't mind of course. you think its sweet.
he even admitted that theres this feeling of uneasy-ness when he isn't near you. even if you are near eachother, he has the urge to do something in order to be touching you, like a sense of overprotecting.
even doing simple things, like while making dinner, he has to be hugging you from the back. or while you're cutting up some vegatables, he feels the need to guide your hand while you cut, as if it was the first time you picked up a knife. whenever you walk side by side, hands are always entertwined. sitting down at the dinner table? his hand is on your thigh, or ontop of your hand.
seungmin
seungmin thinks about you alot, even if he doesnt admit it to your face. something you've realized is how much attention he pays when you speak, always remembering small things you tell him.
like the time you were on lunch break at work, scrolling through whatever social media app, you sent him a desert recipe you wanted to try sometime. a day or so later, you got home and he had followed tbe recipe in order to make it, even if it wasn't perfect. he wants to make you happy and keep it that way.
or how when he asked to be your boyfriend, he got you and him matching necklaces. because beforehand you had told him about your friend and their boyfriend, and how they got matching bracelets and they were so cure. saying how "you'd love to have a matching item with someone"
jeongin
he loves spoiling you, no matter how much you refuse and try to repay him. he always says "your happiness and love is the only payment i need" with a smile on his face. he was so sweet, but you wanted to make sure he was happy too sometimes.
if you see something through the window of a store you like? hes already at the counter getting ready to pay. It would take 3 hands to count the amount of times he had to fight for the bill, not wanting to make you pay for it. you felt bad not paying for your portion of the meal, no matter how much he reassured you.
he makes sure to give you princess treatment if you're feeling even the slightest bit down. when you had a bad day at work, he immediately out everything else he was supposed to do aside, and planned a relaxing spa evening at home for you. together, you did skincare, massages, and he even let you paint his nails.
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a/n: sorry a few of them are longer than the other ones, thinking of writing a fic based off of one of these tbh...also yes i am stalling for my smau rn u caught me
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mikalame · 8 months
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Sooo I saw u wanted requests but if anything feel free to ignore what about husband Tom x wife reader who always wakes him up with kisses an let’s say one day she sleeps in Tom does it back to her
Morning honey
This is kinda the era with this oneshit but you can use what ever one you like
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"Morning honey" you whisper sweetly as you kiss toms cheeks and lips softly to wake him up. You had been doing this since the start of your realtionship as you were always quite the early bird while tom liked to sleep in.
"mmh, morning babe" he groans streching his arms and back before flopping back into the bed resting him head on his arm "how did you sleep love?" he questions eyebrow cocked.
"Wonderfuly, tho someone needs to stop kicking me" you say in an accusatory tone, tom giggles "i don't know what your on about, i neverrr kick" he says with a guilty look.
"Yeah right, mister, come on chop chop we have stuff to do today, we have to meet with the band, bill wants to go to some amesment park, then while were there we are doing and interveiw of sorts but yeah, full day" You say while walking around getting all of your things sorted for the day.
Ugh, i just woke up give me a second hon pleasee" he whines, dragging him feet across the carpet, slowly getting ready. "Well whos fault is that for sleeping in till 8 hmm" you question "no, you just wake up at like the ass crack of dawn, mabey tomorrow you sleep in and i can do all them ushy gushy stuff you do to me, to you huh how bout it" tom asks eyebrows raised.
"Tommie i would probly have to remind you to do it, its fine i dont need you too i like doing all that 'ushy gushy stuff' to you" you say quoteing him, while fixing his hair so it wasnt in his face making sure the dreads sticking out werent to bad.
"Okay, tom you ready, lets go" you say doing the last bit of your shoes before heading out, Tom in toe behind you.
Time skip
"Ugh, my feet are killing me" you moan rubbing the back of your heels where they had been rubbing agaist you for the whole day. "Mhh, i agree why coudn't we just sit down on a bench or something" Tom asks sittig down leaning his lead on the back of the couch.
"Im gonna shower then gonna go to bed" you say groaning as you stand you "mmh have fun babe, dont fall over" tom giggles.
After waiting for a bit he hears the shower turn on and decides to get ready for bed as well not bothering to shower as he didnt want to move his arms to do his dreads up.
After putting on his sleep clothes he walks to the kitchen to make himslef some food hearing the shower turn off and hearing some noises he assumes ___ has gone to bed.
Finsihing off him food he walks back to the bedroom and sees ___ passed out on the bed, he smiles giggling at the fact she was so tired there he decided to wake up early and make sure she was super comfy for tomorrow.
Time skip
Tom groans as his head falls to the side quickly turning off ___ alarm to wake herself up he checks to see if she woke up but she hadn't. Tom sighs, his entire plan would be ruined if she had awoken.
Tom starts by cleaning the kitchen and doing all the laundry, folding and putting on the next load, before moving to make her a breakfast in bed with eggs on toast, bacon, and panckes for if she wanted more after, with a side of coffee.
As the clock hit 8 it was show time Tom carefully walked to the bedroom careful not to make much noise.
As he places the breakfast on her nightstand he kisses he cheeks softly remembering how much he liked it, next he did some sweet word whipering i love you's and talking about how pretty ___ is and all that lovey stuff.
___ eyes begin to flutter as she wakes up to soft kisses and someone talking about how beautiful she was, when she opened her eyes she was met with the face of none other than her husband smiling down at her softly.
"Tom, your up so early" she groans still thinking its 6am "no hun it 8 i let you sleep in anddd,... i made you breakfast" he says gestering towards the food next to her the heat wafting off of it, her stomach rumbles loudy just smelling the food.
"Oh Tom your so sweet" she says kissing his cheek before tucking into the food he prepared.
"No problem at all my love" Tom says a smile adorned on his face looking at his one true love.
Hope you like anon i got hungry when writing the food lol
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second, never first
part twelve | part one | part two | part three | part four | part five | part six | part seven | part eight | part nine | part ten | part eleven
chris x fem!reader
summary - you grew up hating one guy all of high school but suddenly become friends, but as time goes on feelings develop, only its one sided.
warnings - swearing, kissing, use of y/n, mention of family issues , BOYS (no smut… for now lol)
word count - 1.5k
NOT PROOFREAD
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y/ns pov
i woke up and immediately smiled at the scent of chris filling up my nose. we didnt move once throughout the night, i was laying face down on top of him with my arms wrapped around his neck and my head in his shoulder. his arms rested around my waist with one under his hoodie on my back.
i take time to soak in this moment and nuzzle my head father into his neck. feeling his breathing under me and hearing the low hum of the show he had playing. i knew it was way too early to be awake since it was still pitch black outside.
i lift my head lightly to look around and suddenly have to pee.
i gently removed myself from his grasp and lift myself off the bed. while being careful to get off the bed my attempt is failed when i see his eyes squint at me getting up. “is everything ok?” he mumbles, “um yeah i just have to pee.” i respond hovering over him. he hums and rolls over on his side, i grab my phone from my bag and walk to the bathroom.
once i finish up i walk back to his room but stop once i reach the door. i check my phone for the time, 3:46am. i sigh and lightly push open the door softly closing it behind me.
i softly get back into bed and see chris with his eyes open “come back.” he mumbles putting his hand on my thigh. i flinch at his cold hand and slide down under the covers. he wraps his arm around my waist as we revert back to me laying on him. my head on his chest this time. i look up at him, “do you think everything will be ok when i go home?” i ask and his eyes sadden, “try not to think about that right now.” he says looking down at me. he strokes my head and a sigh putting my face on his chest again.
i clutch on to his shoulders and bring my face up to his and put my hand on his cheek. “i know i probably already said this but im extremely grateful for you, i dont know what i would have done tonight if it werent for you.” i smile. he smiles back and wraps his arms around me tighter placing a kiss on the top of my head. “lets go back to bed we still have school tomorrow kid.” he whispers, i nod in response and lay my head down closing my eyes that still felt like they were burning due to how much i cried tonight.
he moves his hand under my hoodie again but places it on my waist and the other under by body as we drift off to sleep again.
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waking up again to chris’ alarm he had set i jolt up and turn it off. i sit up beside him and rub my eyes. somehow chris slept through it so i gently shake his shoulder and he squints up at me. “what wrong?” he questions. “we have school.” i frown, he nods and rests his head on my thigh. “you big baby we need to get up.” i chuckle and he groans. “why cant we lay here forever.” he whines, “come on we need education.”
we both brush our tetth and i finally look in the mirror at my puffy face. splashing cold water on my face to try and get rid of it. “fuck i look like im stoned right now.” i say walking back into chris’ room, he chuckles as he puts his shirt on and shaking out his hair.
“can you turn around for a second?” i say. he nods and i put on a pair of leggings from the bag i brought over and just decide on wearing chris’ hoodie as it is super comfortable. i brush my hair and put on my school bag and we make our way out.
chris’ pov
shes happier this morning, im glad. she didnt mention her parents all morning minus when she woke up in the middle of the night. i want to get more out of her about the situation but its not my business to pry on. if she wants to tell me she will.
i sit in the drivers seat and she sits with her knees up and she rests her chin on her knees as i drive. she decided on wearing my hoodie to school ‘since it felt like a blanket’. i love it. i wish she would replace her wardrobe with my own.
she catches me starring at her, “eyes on the road driver.” she smiles pushing my face back on to the road and i laugh. “you ok?” i ask, “mhm” she replies looking straight ahead out of the window. “kid if your not we can not go or i can bring you back to my house.”
“no no, i have to just go back to normal life. cant be running scared of whats going on at home if im not there.” she breathes.
i nod and smile at her, “do you um- think you could let me sleepover again tonight. i know we dont have school tomorrow so its kind of inconvenient but-“ i cut her off, “of course kid dont worry about it.”
we continue the drive to school and i cant help but steal glances at her. the way the white snowy atmosphere lights up everything about her, even in sadness she is still the most beautiful thing ever. she doesnt deserve what shes going through. i wish i could take it all away, but of course that isnt an option.
y/ns pov
i walked through the school halls as if i was a zombie without chris. sitting through each class felt like a ticking time bomb. my mind was just racing with what could possibly be happening at home. as much as i wanted to go and see if my mom was ok i couldnt bear to see that she wasnt. in my mind what i dont know wont hurt me. im choosing to believe it wasnt real.
last night didnt happen and i just had a sleepover with chris because we are good friends who for some reason cuddle before bed?
ugh this wasnt going to work if i keep doubting myself.
the class bell goes off and i finally get to go home, or chris’ home.
i walk up to his car and wait for him to come so i dont freeze to death outside. boston winters were not for the weak. the brisk air entering my nose and practically freezing the inside as i wait.
i see anna and all of her friends giggling and starring at me as i wait for chris. i could actually give a fuck what they think about me right now. she is my smallest priority and to be honest convincing people that me and chris were dating was getting so easy to the point where i almost forget we are pretending.
my thoughts come to a halt as i see blue eyes and long brown hair walking up to me.
chris walks over and kisses me grabbing either side of my face and i move me hands to cover his. “sorry i took so long i was just talking to matt, him and nick want to go out to eat after school.” he breathes pulling away. there it is again, the world stopped spinning again.
“i have no money, my wallet is actually the one thing i forgot at home.” i mumble looking at the ground. “my treat, girlfriend.” he says emphasizing ‘girlfriend’.
his words make me blush and he places another kiss to my forehead before walking over the the drivers side of the car.
we meet up with matt and nick at the restaurant and get a table for four. then the questions started.
“what did you guys do last night?”
“is everything ok?”
“are you guys actually dating now?”
“why did you have to sleepover last night?”
i open my mouth to answer each question but every time i do one of them ask another question. “can you two fuck off for a second. she is just dealing with stuff she doesnt need you two giving her shit for no reason.” chris defends. “no its ok.” i reassure him.
“you guys are like basically my only friends so i guess it would only be right if i told you.” i begin. matt and nick stay attentive as i explain, “my family life is just not great and last night it got to a point where i couldnt be there anymore so i asked chris to come get me.”
“thats it?” nick huffs, i raise my eyebrows in confusion. “i really thought you guys were actually dating now i mean its all chris talks ab-“ hes cut off by chris kicking him under the table. “ow what the fuck!” nick exclaims as we all giggle. not chris though, be is starring daggers into nicks head. “i do hope your doing ok though, all three of us are here to talk if you need it.” matt smiles at me. i nod and feel chris’ hand go over mine under the table.
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frogsformax · 7 months
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Opposite Forces
ushijima wakatoshi x reader x oikawa tooru
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it was the weirdest fucking idea ever. letting your boyfriend and his enemy fight over you was a can of worms you had just opened, navigating through the mess was something you definitely werent used to.
“yeah right there ushijima… thats what makes her writhe” tooru said in a low husky voice, bringing his damp lips to your ear at the last word. making your body shudder and your head fall back, almost knocking wakatoshi’s hand from your clothed cunt.
you whimpered at the feeling as his large hand pulled your panties aside, tugging at the ropes that bound your arms behind your back. laying with your back against toorus chest, you whined and squirmed as the larger man in front of pulled off the delicate lace hiding your pussy from him.
“wow..” he breathed, his voice rumbly and deep compared to your boyfriends. without a second thought one of his large fingers pushed into you, making you gasp and move back into oikawas chest.
“not so fast princess,” tooru laughed, gripping your chin and making you look down at the erotic sight happening between your legs. “youre gonna watch him finger your tiny pussy until you cream all over his hand.” he snapped, his free hand grasping your tits.
“toshi..” you breathed out, whimpering as a second finger joined the first, stretching you out with every slow, painstaking thrust. a mewl left your lips as you bucked your hips up into him unintentionally
“please.. wan’ more..” you begged. “just be patient my sweet girl..” he said, again in that deep rumbly voice that made your pussy clench around his fingers. but of course he couldnt say no to such a pathetic angel, increasing his thrusts as his other hand laid on your lower stomach, thumb slowly circling your clit.
“thats it baby… youve got it, youre gonna be so good for us huh?” he asked, talking to you like you were stupid.
“go on, answer him” tooru prodded, kissing your face as your eyes rolled back. “awww poor babys too fucked out already, lets get on with the main show so we dont lose out on that tight cunt” he laughed.
A loud whine left you as wakatoshis thrusts decreased and his fingers slowly left you on the brink of an orgasm. “not fair…” you sighed, trying to catch your breath, before you were turned over on your stomach, someone untying your hands as you steadied yourself on all fours.
both men were completely naked, tooru sitting in front of you while wakatoshi was behind you, delicately lubing up your pussy for the stretch it was about to take.
“come on pretty baby, can you suck my cock while he fucks you?” tooru asked with fake sincerity, and when you nod he enthusiastically responds with “of course you can baby, youre my good girl” petting your head like you were some kind of bitch in heat.
the stretch and burn of wakatoshi’s cock was engraved into your mind hours after you were done, the way it curved against your most sensitive spots had you gripping onto the sheets for dear life. “there we go… fuck youre almost there, just a little more..” he praised you, rubbing your back softly as he pushed deeper into you. Presenting you with a smack on your ass as he bottomed out, groaning at how tight you were.
“oh god!” you cried as he finally bottomed out, never once stopping your slow strokes of toorus cock, fearing for a punishment. oikawa lifted up your chin and pushed his thumb into your mouth, once he felt it was open wide enough he pushed his cock into your mouth, not trying to fuck your throat yet.
“god thats a good girl, always so perfect for me..” he moaned, patting your cheek lightly. Tooru had such a pretty dick, you loved sucking him off because he took such good care of himself so you couldn’t be miserable. it tasted clean yet with that signature tang of precum, your hunger for it was insatiable. the smell of his skin, the sounds he made when he cums, the feeling of him fucking your throat, just thinking about it made you wet.
ushijima started to move his hips against yours, eliciting wet moans from you as you gagged on tooru’s cock. one of his slender hands holding your hair up so he can get a perfect view of you as their perfect little fucktoy.
“thats it darling,” ushijima groaned, “im gonna go a little faster okay? you can take it i know you can” he said, the condescension in his voice making your eyes roll back as you felt yourself being fucked stupid.
Neither of you would last for long, but you would be the first to go. your orgasm hit you like a brick wall as ushijima pounded into you, your ass shaking with every thrust. oikawa pulled you off his cock, holding you up by your hair with one hand and fisting his cock with the other. “cmon baby i wanna see that pretty cum face okay?” your eyes rolled back and your mouth fell open as the orgasm surged through you.
“oh my god!” you cried out, gripping the bedsheets. the waves of pleasure was ricocheting off of every nerve ending in your body. you were shaking as you sputtered and cried, cumming so hard against wakatoshi’s cock. “fuck, can i fill you up?” wakatoshi groaned, trying to hold back his own orgasm. “yes!” you sobbed back, the pleasure making your head spin and vision go fuzzy.
with one final thrust ushijima spilled his cum inside of you, the large load making a warm sensation in your tummy, as he tried to catch his breath. as your high died down and you were officially fucked dumb tooru got your attention with a tap on your cheek
“cmon baby, can daddy cum on your face?” he asked sweetly. a moan and whimper hidden amongst his words as he frantically stroked his cock, white ropes of warm cum covered your face and tongue.
“thank you sir” you responded weakly, swallowing whatever landed in your mouth.
the two of you laid there panting, tooru getting up to grab a towel as wakatoshi slowly pulled out of you, letting your body fall against your bed as you tried to regain full consciousness. not even realizing when they unbound your arms, wakatoshi holding you close as he rubbed your sore wrists.
“cmon baby, spread em’” oikawa teased, walking over to you and wiping the dried cum off your inner thighs and pussy with a warm washcloth.
you whined at the sensation of the rough towel against your sensitive cunt, holding onto wakatoshis hand as he slipped under the covers. oikawa setting you in the middle of the two, with your head on toorus chest.
“you did so good for us baby…” tooru praised you, gently stroking your hair, as you fall asleep in their arms, knowing that theyd keep you safe and sound.
He looks up at wakatoshi. “I guess we can learn to share…” the older man just responded by kissing tooru on the forehead, closing his eyes and resting. leaving tooru surprised, horny, and absolutely in love.
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okay aftercare was rough but its 1:30am and im tired
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aonungyoufuck · 1 year
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Runaway {pt 2}
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Parts: One , Three
Synopsis: Small Family moment with your Brothers. Ao’nung confesses why he stayed. Ao’nung hissing at his mom 
“Sister. I bring you my hunt today” Lo’ak said barging in as if you hadn’t been asleep. 
Groaning, you rubbed your head as you sat up. “Eywa, Lo’ak you could have at least made noise just so i wake up normally”
“Sorry” 
You could see Neteyam come up behind him and smacked him. 
“You’ll be happy to know Everything is well in the family. Cant say Lo’ak hasn’t gotten into a few scuffles here and there however”
“ I have not!”
“Of course he did”
Neteyam nodded. He had always been able to confide with you as you two both had the same responsibility to look after your youngers. “I am guilty of it too tho. Had to make sure this Skxawng didn't get lost as sea as well” 
“Translation: He wanted to have fun” Lo’ak Said slicing the fish he had Brought to you
You could only roll your eyes as you took a bit of the fruit that had been left there. 
“I heard Ronal isn’t at all too pleased to know Ao’nung stayed here last night” Neteyam said
“HE STAYED HERE? AT NIGHT? WITH YOU?”
“Oh please I was asleep. Apparently the fool slept sitting” you spoke watching Lo’ak prepare your food. Luckily enough he was getting better and better. Perhaps your mother taught him a thing or two. “However, I am going to ask Ronal if she could Teach me. Not train me per say but hopefully something so i can repay her kindness. I mean once this baby is born its really just Tsireya. I would like to help her, you know?” 
“Hmm Maybe. If Ronal would allow you such” Neteyam said Splitting the food to you three. 
“Where’s The rest of the family?”
“Mom is preparing some food for Kiri and Tuk. I think Dad’s still Out with Tonowari? I dont know for what really tho so i cant really say” Neteyam spoke handing you bits and pieces of the fish and fruit.
It made you smile, and roll your eyes. You weren’t a child but it was nice of him to know he still cared for you as such. Even tho you werent at all that much younger than him. 
“I see” You nodded as you continued to eat. You should give Lo’ak credit for the meat being prepared well. 
“Its nice all of us. Eating like this” 
“Yeah cause we don't eat” You spoke feeling a hard slap to your side. “LO’AK?”
“You know what i mean okay”
“Lo’ak do not hurt our sister. Cant you see she is on her deathbed” 
“You both are the worst you know? It would be you dead if i hadn’t stepped in you know?” 
It was just this for a while. You didnt count the seconds that passed. You just basked in it. But soon they had to leave. You bid them farewell and to tell the rest of the family to enjoy their night. As you sat there. Waiting. And it hadn’t been long till you heard the jostling of beads at the door. 
“You may come in” 
To no one's surprise but maybe Ao’nung himself. He stepped in. “Mother brought this” he spoke, handing you the bowl of very still Wet Algae along with some roots that had been boiled alongside it. “Its suppose to help with any internal pain you may feel"
“Thank you” If it was bitter tasting well you didnt have to let him know. “ i heard you got one nasty cramp on your back since you stayed here last night”
“Well you heard wrong”
“Ao’nung. I saw you” You said giggling a bit to see his ears flatten. 
“Alright well what do you want me to do? You were basically giving me your last words last night. Cant exactly sleep knowing id be blamed for leaving you alone”  He said moving the mess your brother’s didnt exactly clean up. 
“Im sorry i left you on such a bad note” You apologized. Drinking the last bit of the bland broth and chewing on the roots. 
“Man. Your Brothers suck at cleaning you know?” 
“They tried their best” You could only chew harder. The question is harboring in your mind “may i ask you something?”
“You already did.  But go on” Ao’nung sat in front of you. 
“Do you think, I could ask your mother to teach me some stuff? Not Tsahik training or anything of that sort. But just to help her when your sibling is born?”
“I mean i dont think she’ll like it all too much. But she's a reasonable woman. So i know she'll teach you if you ask” Ao’nung took your fruit bowl from you and began eating “But you are the most Reasonable from your siblings too. Given you haven’t gotten into fights and you have learned our ways faster than your siblings. Well aside your sister” 
“ i guess you’re right, Maybe i did more good in not joining in on kicking your ass”
“Pff. You think you can beat me?”
“In anything Fish lips”
Ao’nung couldn't help but laugh. Making you smile as you watched. 
“I think this is the first time i heard you laugh like that. Its nice” you smiled at him looking at the floor as you felt your hair fall down. 
“Was the way i laughed before ugly or something?”
“Way to ruin the moment” you laughed a little rubbing your temple. “I meant in a sense where you aren't laughing out of mocking someone y'know?”
“Oh”
“Yeah oh” You Were getting tired. The food and the pain numbing as you laid down. “Now if you may. You better get going before your mother gets mad for you staying here again” you didn’t wait for a respond. Not that you could hold the sleep coming to you
But Ao’nung didnt move. His spear now at his side as he sat between your sleeping form and the only entrance to this place. He didn't know why. But something in him told him to just protect you while you were in this vulnerable state. 
He thought himself crazy. Why was he so persistent on caring for you? Why did he agree with his mother? Why wasn’t he bothered? But seeing you just lay there made him think. Made him fall back on seeing your body heave and wheeze with the pain of having an open wound. You were nearly dead. You almost died. It did not only affect Tsireya but himself too. 
He just kept watch grip tightening when he heard the faintest of noise. Tail laying atop of you making sure you kept breathing. Letting out a low hiss when he saw the curtain open. But quickly dropping his ears. 
“Ao’nung! Its time you head home” His mother spoke. Stern and cold. Looking down at you as you didnt stir. 
“But”
“No, I will not argue this. You are to go home and she will be sleeping here tonight alone. You can see her again tomorrow evening. I dont know why you want to but you can then. For now go home and head to bed” She ordered leaving no room to argue. 
She watched as he bit back his tongue. Standing up spear in hand as he walked out. Ronal only turned to look at you. Placing the wet paste on top of the sheer wraps around you. “ I dont get what this boy sees in protecting you. You are safe and alive. It should be enough” She muttered out. 
“Nete..yam” 
She looked at you. Your worried expression trembled as your hand shook and moved slightly, reaching out. She could only sigh in exhaustion. ‘Soon’ she thought as she had to think. She would rather swallow her pride than let Neytiri help her as she had offered for helping her children. But realistically what other option was there, she thought. 
“Hush now. You are well as is he” she could only whisper as if to ease your worried mind. Eywa had saved you, and that should be enough.
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redr0sewrites · 8 months
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HEY!
So, I really liked your two Aaravis fics, and I have an idea/request. You don't have to do it if you don't feel like it of course.
So there is that dark mark on Aaravos's chest. And we know that it became dark after his imprisonment. Now the idea is that the reader either knew Aaravos *before* it lost it's shine, and like, later got trapped in the mirror too and reunited with him, or maybe met him in the mirror and asked about the mark. And like, asks Aaravos why it lost it's shine, and after hearing about the things, instead of looking at him differently, or scared, they see that Aaravos is sad, so they preform a little trick. So they make a little light ball, making it look like they took it out of their heart and then place it on Aaravos's chest (where the dark star is), and saying that "It's okay, you can have my light" or something like that, idk....
Like, the concept is just reader accepting that darkness, and cherishing it and all that cheezy, fluffy stuff. Like I said, you aren't obliged to write this, this is just a random idea my maladaptive daydreamer self came up with. Have a lovely day, take care, and thanks for feeding us Aaravos fans with your lovely work!
AAAA TYSM THIS REQ IS SO GREAT!!! I love this idea, it made me so excited ajsjdj HOPE U ENJOY!
🥀CW: angst (with happy ending), fluffiness, aaravos being insecure, mentions of trauma and suffering/containment
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when the news of aaravos' imprisonment reached you, you were shocked. how could he have been discovered, he had been so careful and meticulous in his planning, and all of his motives were for the good of humanity! you, and many other elves who supported him were not only surprised, but also outraged. to trap a startouch elf, to take your lover away from you... you knew you could never rest until you could see him again. years of pulling strings, gaining popularity, playing the puppeteer behind the scenes had led you to this moment. you had fought for centuries, sacrificed so much to see him again, and here you finally were. before you stood aaravos, your star touch lover, in all of his glory. it had been so long, and your heart seemed to sing at the sight of him. and yet, something was different.
when aaravos first saw you, he thought he was in a dream. you had appeared to him on so many nights, only to fade away once the morning came, slipping through his fingers like sand. the memory of you, your face, your voice, your touch, it all felt like a painful distant nightmare that played throughout his head every single time he closed his eyes. he had missed you so, so much, yet he knew he had changed. not only mentally, years of imprisonment had long since broken him, but physically as well. the glowing star on his chest had faded from a shimmering splendor to a cold ember, with nothing of its former glory remaining. he couldnt help but feel ashamed at its bleak emptiness, a disgusting mark of his failure and imprisonment. however, he would not focus on it now. you were here, in front of him, and he was free.
"my star.. is it truly you?" his voice was soft, broken and cracked from the emotions swelling inside him. you didnt dare open your mouth, knowing you would probably begin to sob and nodded, your eyes were already brimming with tears. the both of you rushed forward suddenly, throwing your arms around eachother and weeping with joy. you both stayed like that for a while, entangled in eachother and whispering softly. you werent sure how long you layed there on the floor, however it soon began to grow dark. ever so gently, aaravos layed the two of you onto the floor, his hands shaking as though afraid he would break you. as you stared at him, you couldn't help but ponder a certain change on your lovers skin.
"where did it go?" you ask softly, motioning towards his chest. he looked at you in confusion and you added for clarification, "what happened to the star on your chest? why doesnt it glow anymore?" you couldn't help but feel you made a mistake, as you watched the flicker of shame and disgust cross your lovers face.
"it faded, along with most of my powers, when i, well.. when i fell and was imprisoned" aaravos answered softly. his voice was so fragile, barely a whisper as he spoke. "it is simply a blight upon my skin, a mark of my failure and punishment. a cruel scar. it paints me as nothing but a lightless monster, a burden, and a villain." disdain and self disgust seemed to leak from his voice, and he shuddered as he spoke. pain filled your heart at his words and you reached out to rest a hand on his chest. you wished there was a way to undo all the centuries of pain and trauma the both of you had endured while separated, and you wished you could help him understand his beauty.
"you are none of those things aaravos, that is just what the other dragons and elves want you to believe. however, i know that you are special, beautiful, and so, so strong because of your differences and you have fought and suffered for what you believe in. this star is a mark of your perseverence, and it is nothing to ever be ashamed of." you gently pulled your hand away, and placed it on your own chest. using some simple magic, you made your own hand glow with a soft orb of white light resting on your palm.
"you don't have to bear the weight and darkness of your burdens alone. let me share my light with you, and share your darkness with me." you reached out, pressing the glowing ball against his chest and watched a small, pained smile break through the sadness and doubt that had resided on aaravos' face, and he covered your hand with his.
"thank you my love, thank you for finding me, and for always reminding me of the light and the love that we share." he leaned in, resting his unoccupied hand on your cheek and pressed his forehead against yours lovingly.
"i love you until the end of time, and i believe that our love will last as eternal as the light that we share." his words seemed to touch your very soul, and released a flutter from your heart. for years you had drowned in your own misery, but you felt like you could finally breathe again. he was back, and you two were reunited. nothing would stand in your way every again, and neither of you would ever be separated by anyone or anything.
I HOPE THIS WAS TOO YOUR LIKING, THIS WAS SUCH A COOL REQ THANKS FOR REQUESTING!!! REQS ARE STILL OPEN, FEEL FREE TO REQUEST ANYTIME! this was such an emotional thing to write, and i genuinely really like this lmao tysm for the idea and inspiration!
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moonshynecybin · 3 months
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#he really does cut people out cold shoulder them with no discussion huh.... fascinating man......#invisible transgressions remembered forever at arms length#he is. i think. pathologically nonconfrontational. idk even with the sepang stuff.#like he doesnt look at marc AT ALL only performs to the press. same with argentina he sends uccio.... <- *eye* have a theory that vale on his factory settings is actually quite a desperate people-pleaser. not necessarily in a "i need others to approve of me" way (though that too) but in a "i need for others to cheer for me" (to try and explain what i mean better, he's not doing anything just to get the approval but he wants to feel approved/supported for whatever he's doing. different catalysts for action, same need). that's why he can play the crowd so well. and sepang - i think it was genuinely a protracted breakdown caused by vale realizing he's not superhuman anymore and his lead slipping and compounded by the anniversary of the worst loss he's suffered in his life
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like the thing about vale is. well we dont personally know him. so outside of stuff people close to him tell us, we only see the side of him he wants to show the press, which is still him, just more of a performance, i think. its already been discussed AT LENGTHHH that he loves to do this sort of performance and is just. generally very good at being a celebrity. and i think its an extension of his PR deftness that when jorge comes at him he just laughs and looks at his audience. he ropes them into a private joke, like can you believe this guy? which jorge (who takes to confrontation like a duck to water) HATES so bad. its a very effective deflection tactic. fr the easiest way to seem like the bad guy is to treat an argument like it is worthy of your attention. so he meep-meep roadrunner court jesters his way through off track conflict for the majority of his career. and yes he makes enemies and they tell US that he is being cold and prickly and treating them differently. but crucially. he does not seem anything other than a Chill Dude in front of the cameras. until well. sepang lol.
so yes! i think he is invested in controlling these narratives and good at it to boot. but!!!! where it gets crazy is when you get to the personal arenas. like the people he loves that he is actually invested in. where his feelings are on the line fr.
like for other (professional) conflicts he gets over it!! but not with his dad and not with marc. and part of the marc stuff is the ego involved (theyre having a GOAT-off) and the professional stakes, as ive discussed. BUT. i think he doesnt get over these two because. well. because they really really hurt his feelings, i think. like he's said in the past that he's been able to get over the rivalries he has with other racers (like biaggi) bc they WERENT friends before so he didnt gaf when it got nasty. but. he still. REALLY cares with marc. (and of course with his parents divorce. like yeah that makes sense) so i actually think its very telling that he isnt over sepang. and that he didnt look at marc at all whenever they had their epic divorce moments (sepang press conference, postrace argentina 2018) rosquez would be less real if he could just move on lol. like it is a divorce to them both for REAL. so vale is going to handle it the same way he did with his parents and quietly cut marc out while making it. VERY clear. that marc is no longer one of the people that he holds within the select bubble that gets to see vale without all of his press trappings.
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pictureday2005 · 3 months
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wanted to take a quick moment to talk abt my favorite eoisode of dragon tales, bc i think its just so sweet. its the second episode of season 1, goodbye little caterpoozle.
not a lot of kids shows are willing to really truly touch on the subject of death, but considering dragon tales was created to help kids learn about and understand their feelings its not shocking to me that they were able to do it so successfully. im a huge advocate for being heavily involved with post mortem care of your loved ones. from making mourning jewlry/art to cleaning and dressing the body, its something im incredibly passionate about.
not only do we see a cassie reacting to finding out her pet died, quetzal even wraps her up in a little leaf and they have a little funeral! all of them talk about happy memories and things they liked about her, how sweet is that??
death is really really hard to process for children. i lost a very close friend when the both of us were in kindergarten, and i remember just how weird it felt. i know now i was sad and confused, but when youre 6 you cant put the names to those emotions yet. i find it so touching that they were able to approach that head on. cassie even says poozie died! she used the word! its really important to be direct when trying to explain that to kids. sugar coating it will only make it harder, saying "shes in heaven now" or "shes passed on" can only add to that confusion. (i know she didnt actually die and was just in a cocoon but still. they werent aware of that, and as such were treating it as a death.)
people die, pets die, and thats okay. and its okay to be sad. you CAN still say goodbye after theyre gone.
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conanssummerchild · 1 month
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im bored as shit so im going to asign a community person/ship to every conan gray song bcs i really just use this site as a stream of my conciousness, if anyone has a better one for any of them feel free to tell me, also fair warning abed is my fav character, i'll try not to make everything abt him and troy but no promises
grow: the whole final episode really but im thinking mostly jeff tbh or also abed leaving for LA, or even maybe troy leaving on his voyage ☹️
idle town: the 'town' being greendale i feel like this applies to jeff also 😭 like its abt all of them but its jeffs pov
generation why: im thinking my girl britta hehe idk how to explain it but the vibes are so there
crush culture: im thinking annie, but also maybe jeff, aro king 👑
greek god: im thinking maybe abed in high school? i would say annie but she seemed to care more about fitting in while abed had accepted he couldnt, also hes like insightful and observant yk
lookalike: oh my god, brittas pov and its about jeff and slater oof
the other side: troy and abed, specifically in geothermal escapism 😭</3 im killing myself why would i do this
the king: okay fuck this is so trobed coded, abeds pov
comfort crowd: the whole study group tbh <33 in more specifics i was thinking jeff + the study group and honestly abed and annie
wish you were sober: i mean this one has to be either jeff and britta or britta and troy, though troy and britta could be taken either as britta wanting to go party and smoke weed or wtv and troy not rlly doing that stuff or britta feeling rejected bcs of troy giving all his attention to abed 😭 (like as in wish u were sober being wish u werent a raging homosexual)
maniac: probably i'd have to say jeffbritta from either pov
(online love): i... dont know tbh. the vibes are giving annie and troy for some reason, maybe once troys already left?
checkmate: the fond eyeroll i had to give, jeff and britta again. maybe annie being pissed at jeff over their kiss but i dont ship them romantically
the cut that always bleeds: idk, maybe jeff and annies weird ass relationship that keeps fucking happening is the closest, from annies pov
fight or flight: idk tbh, maybe trobed and britta if i had to go with smth, this one is mostly EXTREMELY byler coded (from stranger things) and im never fucking letting that go
affluenza: ok i mean ive gotta give this one to jeff dont i
(can we be friends?): troy abed and annie <3 im so soft for them
heather: ok fuck i HAVE to say trobed and britta and its abeds pov and if we're being specific them in virtual systems analysis becuase i'll never get over this episode ("ive run the simulations, i dont get married :/") bcs i fucking love abed being jealous of britta while she was with troy in the cool way but also in the sad if troy cant love me no one will way
little league: this is troy and abed when troy leaves :(((( and this is canon bcs my beloved wife and i are so troy and abed coded and she loves little league sooo
the story: ok so the boy and the girl are hmm annie and abed, the boy and the boy are troy and abed duh doy, him and his friend are maybe idk britta and troy, i dont wanna say jeff or abed bcs their dad/mum abandoned them and that bit's abt wanting to get away from ur parents yk
fake: (😭) maybe jeff (alan's pov 😔😔💔💔) nah but fr i see people joking abt his song but its lowkey fire
overdrive: WHY DO THEY ALL MAKE ME THINK OF JEFF AND BRITTA
telepath: jeff 😔 and 😔 britta 😔
movies: ok i literally cant say anyone other than abed, the king of movies. im not really feeling troy tho, maybe rachel, like maybe when abed kept trying to super speed run their relationship and he was anxious abt not passing the relationship tests
people watching: the MOST annie coded song ever holy fuck she is so people watching coded i love her so much
disaster: abed. or britta. my abandonment/commitment issues babies <33
best friend: TROBED. THE ONLY BEST FRIENDS EVER
astronomy: would it be absolutely too painful if i said troy and abed. honestly i actually think im feeling more jeff and abed but not like at eachother just both of them together in their sadness, from their pov to someone else (britta and troy probably seeing as these r their main romantic interests)
yours: AHH THIS SONG DEAR GOD </3 can i say abed jesus fuck im killing myself this one for abed hurts so much, not really directed at anyone in specific, or more like just directed at everyone, just his abandonment issues :( ("i dont always see it coming" PUT ME DOWN)
jigsaw: oo britta, my queen she just wants to be loved so bad </3 but also a bit abed ("if being less insane would make you stay" oof)
family line: okay. jeff.he actually invented having daddy issues
summer child: ok its abed bcs i kin him idc, im conans summer child™ and i said so /lh
footnote: not quite sure, very annie coded imo. maybe trobed? either pov ig but im feeling troy
memories: hm, trobed after troy leaves? abed trying to get over him but he keeps imagining troys still there with him like as in one of the hallucinations he has bcs i read a fic like this yesterday and it was sooooo good, idk maybe this is a little far fetched
the exit: im not rlly sure actually, either jeffbritta after the whole i love you in front of anyone fiasco or trobed when troys dating britta 🤷‍♂️
never ending song: ok, jeffbritta.
winner: THE MOST SONG EVER. ok this one is abed. it will always be abed. family line i feel like is more about a hostile home enviroment and jeff implies that his was, while winner is more pain of neglect or disconnect so i feel like its more appliable to abed because of how hes shown to not be understood by his parents and feels responsible for his mother leaving and this makes me think of the line "you dont really wanna hear the truth, do you?" because like his mum loving him on paper but not actually loving who he is or be willing to accept hes different and has different needs FUCK abeds mother all my homies hate abeds mother (what im not projecting at all my parents definitely love me and accept that im autistic /s)
killing me: im not quite sure actually. conan did write this song about someone who gave him tonsilitis and abed cannonically had tonsilitis though so 🤯
lonely dancers: hmm i feel like this song is upbeat enough to be trobed being silly tgth but maybe its more jeffbritta coded, or jeff and abed abt britta and troy, or vice versa, not sure
sorry i never mentioned shirley i do love her
feel free to take any of these as platonic or romantic idrk, a lot of them i couldve meant either way anyway
if u even made it this far u can have a gold star ⭐️ there u go
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boobiebaguettebouquet · 4 months
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lets talk frame composition 🤪 (🤨)
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tldr: choices were definitely made here! and that was a decision! that was made! so
i think its very interesting of them to insist that tedbecca was never going to happen but also have multuple poignant scenes of ted and rebecca together where theyre standing like this and theyre always alone like can you think of any other character dynamics in the show that utilize it in the same way because i cant lol ted and beard dont have conversations like this keeley and rebecca dont have conversations like this
with their other friends ted and rebecca are more at ease physically when having heavy discussions theyre usually sitting down and generally more "neutral" in how they carry themselves in relation to the other person in the scene because although they may be distressing over the situation at hand they dont give off an air of apprehension and it doesnt feel as charged it feels more like a venting session than a confessional and we also see ted tell beard that he loves him and rebecca does the same for keeley so if ted and rebecca are supposed to also be best friends why wouldnt they be able to do the same since youre trying to prove that men and women can be good platonic friends why wouldnt you have them act the same way that they do with their platonic friends of the same gender?
ted and rebecca seek each other out in looking for support with things that they dont want to bring to anybody else but they still seem to be nervous around the person that theyre most comfortable with in these situations hmmm does that maybe sound familiar if youve ever been interested in someone romantically and werent sure if the feelings were reciprocated but you still think of them as the first person you want to go to for comfort or when you want to share something about yourself wow its almost as if ted and rebecca are acting like theres more than just friendship at the foundation of these moments isnt that silly
they could be using this blocking to communicate how ted and rebecca are "two sides of the same coin" as it were and thats what makes them such good bestie pals aka soulmates as in mates sure maybe yeah but you could also just stfu and recognize that its not a bad thing to have a romantic relationship based in friendship? its actually kinda the fucking best?
its not "ruining" their friendship if ted and rebecca were to fall in love since their arc wouldve been supported by the core of their characters and the growth that we've seen in each of them respectively because the problem in media that puts the male and female leads together isnt that falling in love is bad and means that men and women cant be friends the problem is that male and female leads are typically just lazily pushed together into romantic relationships because thats whats marketable or they dont have any other use for the woman other than being an appendage of a male character but in ted lasso the entire series shows us how their lives run parallel to each other and how they support each other both consciously and subconsciously and theres all these clues along the way the fortify the potential of romantic connection so why would that be a bad thing to have it culminate to that? especially when a key point in both of their storylines is that theyre both looking for somebody to love who will love, care for, and understand them the same in return? but noooooo youre right its better to give them both wishy washy endings that leave shit up to interpretation and in teds case literally undoes all the character development throughout three seasons and in rebeccas case does the exact thing that they claim theyre trying to avoid re: putting random woman and man in a relationship because thats the only way she can be happy
its also even more ridiculous if you think about how rebeccas ending wouldve changed if ted had decided to stay and i dont mean even in a tedbecca way specifically i mean that she quite literally would not have ended up w boatbitch if ted had stayed because she wouldnt even have been at the airport like it is a direct connection that ted leaving lead to her getting into a relationship w another dude that would not have happened at all if he had stayed with her regardless of if she and ted ever dated or not
oh and also hey!!! what the fuck is wrong with you!!!! why would you do this!!!!!
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not every instance of a frame that looks like this is an indication of romance between characters but i do think that its definitely a strange choice then to continually use it in scenes like this w rebecca throughout the series
aside from how the characters are standing opposite each other we can also look at other aspects of blocking, acting, cinematography, screenplay, costume and set design:
the interactions in all three of these scenes are kind of similar in that rebecca happens to bump into the guy and its kinda awkward and shes caught off guard
weltonwears made a post about how rebecca is wearing the same outfit and in the same hallway in the scenes with ted and sam and hannah liked the post but it also just further emphasizes how boatbitch came out of buttfuck nowhere yet we're supposed to accept him as her happy ending so im ignoring him for the rest of this
looking at the scenes w ted and sam rebecca is closest to ted not just in regards to physical proximity but emotionally they know and understand each other the best theyre also the closest in age but hey
sam and rebecca have props acting like barriers between them and her hair is up whereas with ted its down and shes more genuine with him and not just smiling through the awkwardness shes allowed to be imperfect with ted shes allowed to be vulnerable but she broke up with sam because she was scared of vulnerability and said that he has the potential to really hurt her well yeah so did ted and he did hurt her after she was vulnerable and asked him to stay which is also another thing she did to sam too except she and ted werent dating (supposedly....)
in conclusion the finale was aired on may 31st and it is now the end of november and im still mad and letting thoughts about it occupy way too much of my brain
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