#Ckmfort

[ratskinsuit]

Hiii!

Would it be okay to request a Lucifer x Imp!fem!reader? I was thinking something about the reader being insecure about dating Lucifer (either due to the vast difference in social ranking and/or the fact that the reader is short while Lilith was a tall woman) and he comforts her? If not, that’s okay!

Thank you!

My Other Half

Lucifer x Imp fem!Reader

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A/N: I’m so so sorry this took so long to get out. Yk the usual depression and writers block and adhd blah blah blah blah blah. I wrote the end to this at like 3am and was tryna not cry because random depression go brrrrr. Hope you enjoyed though and arnt go mad this took so long!

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Every year, since Lucifer’s falling from heaven, He has hosted a gathering of the finest and most powerful beings in hell, of eating and socializing, a sorrei. Filled with gorgeous women and handsome men, the delicious aroma of hundreds of plates of food wading through the area. Demons laughing and chatting with one another. dressed in the fanciest of suits and gowns. All of them having some high status of power compared to the other, more common folk of the streets.

Even in his depression, Lucifer had still continued to host these parties, yet he had enjoyed none of it. However this was the first time in 7 years that he had someone to bring to it, you, his girlfriend.

You two originally met when you started working for him as an advisor. His work preformence dwindling with his mental health. So Charlie hired you to go help him with his work and choices. And eventually you tow became closer, the relationship no longer being boss and employee.

When hell found out that the Lucifer, the king, started dating an imp, people had some… mixed opinions. The lower class saw it as Lucifer possibly trying to be inclusive, or making fun of them, while th uppers saw it as an embarrassment. Lucifer payed no mind to these comments, and you tried your best not to, but sometimes they got to you.

Your infront of the mirror in your shared bedroom, adjusting your dress. Your weaning a short sleeved red dress with a slit in the side and a V neckline. It goes down to your ankles. Your wearing fishnet stokings with a pair of dark black heels and a matching obsidian necklace.

You brush through your hair with your fingers, and see in the mirror Lucifer entering the room. He looks you up and down and smiles, walking over to you. He’s wearing a white suit with red accents, his red tie, darker than the accent, not yet done. His hair slicked back in a professional manner.

“You look absolutely gorgeous darling,” He coos, wrapping his arms around your waist, hugging you from behind and looking in your eyes in the mirror.

You smile, turning around to look him in the eyes, stroking his cheek. “Not so bad yourself Mr.Devil.” You smirk, fixing some fo his smudged eyeliner on the corner of his eyes . “Only for you my love.” He replies.

He blushes a bit, and you lean forward to give him a quick kiss. It lasts a couple seconds before you pull away pulling a disappointed whine from Lucifer. You snicker, reaching at his chest to do his tie. You smoothly tie it up, adjusting it once done and taking a step back “Perfect.” You smile.

Lucifer positions himself next to you, wrapping an arm around your waist, intertwining his right hand with yours. “Ready to go darling?” He asks, kissing your hand, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

The walk down to the banquet hall was pleasant. Not to far from your rooms. Making sense as it’s in the same building. As you two approach, the sound of laughing and conversing grows louder.

At last you two arrive, Lucifer opening the big doors. Everyone turns to him, feeling slightly awkward you scoot a bit behind him. Everyone claps as Lucifer welcomes and thanks everyone for coming.

You study everyone around, feeling out of place surrounded by all these high-class demons. As he finishes his welcoming, you two begin to walk around, Lucifer greeting people as you stand there, next to him. Trying to ignore the judgemental stares of others around you.

As Lucifer chats with other people, they completely ignore your presence, making you feel invisible. You honestly don’t know whether or not to be happy about it though.

After a little bit you and Lucifer are approached by a fancy looking lady. She has bird like features and is wearing a beautiful long dress. Her top is short, white fading to pink, with short puffy sleeves. Her skirt is long and flowing, 3 layered with a feather like texture. The top an off white with a black trim, the second bright white, and the third black layer. All tied together with a bright yellow tiara on her head.

“Lucifer, darling! How have you been?” She comes up, and Lucifer turns to her with a smile as they hug. “Ah Stella, great to see you as always!” He says, pulling back, fixing his shirt.

“Marvelous party, as always my lord.” She smiles, her posture and appearance full of grace, subconsciously making you straighten your own back. “Thank you Stella, I try.” Lucifer laughs, turning to you.

“My dear this is Stella, one of the Goetia Royalty,” he says, waving towards at Stella. You give her a polite smile, ignoring the way her face scrunches up at you. “Very nice to meet you, I love your dress.” You say, complimenting her, but she looks you up and down, judgmentally.

“I didn’t know that the staff was allowed to attend these types of events,” She says slyly, turning to Lucifer. You frown at her comment, wondering if you did something wrong. Lucifer. however just let’s out a chuckle, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. “Ah well no, but she isn’t actually a worker, this is my girlfriend.” He says, an unmoving smile present on his face.

Stella looks you up and down for a moment before bursting out laughing. She cackles for a moment before calming down and taking deep breath, wiping the tears from under her eyes. “Is..something funny?” Lucifer asks, raising an eyebrow at he behavior.

“You know, if I knew you were that desperate for a partner, I could have set you up with someone. I have loads of hot first-rate friends who you would just adore,” she says, shooting a quick glare in your direction, Lucifer didn’t quite catch; his smile faltering at her words.

“I appreciate it Stella but I’m very happy with who I am with right now.” He says, squeezing your waist. “Well if you ever change your mind just let me know.” She says, glancing at you one last time before wandering off to a group of other people.

As soon as she turns Lucifer looks at you, and you look at him, trying to conceal the sad look in your eyes. “I’m so so sorry about that, she can be a real drama starter sometimes, are you okay love?” He asks, searching you face. “Yeah, I’m used to it don’t worry.” You say, a smile on your face, trying to get past what happened. Lucifer squeezes your shoulder.

“Why don’t we go get some food for now?” He asks, and you nod, the two of you heading to get something to eat.

As you spent more time conversing at the party, you grew more comfortable, and tried to ignore the stares and whispering. Mainly from Stella and her friends, making comments about your class of imps and how you “unruly creatures” and how Lucifer should just ditch you beside it’s embarrassing.

Later into the night, you and Lucifer were chatting with a group of demons that run a large business, you can’t remember what it was about though. Lucifer turns to you. “Hey love, do you think you could get us some more drinks?” He asks sweetly, and when you agree gives you a kiss on the forhead before turning back to the conversation as you walk away.

You head to the table with the drinks, noticing Stella and some of her friends by it. She notices you and turn to her friends as they whisper and giggle, she sends a grin your way.

You choose to ignore it, probably just then talking bad about you again, beliving they won’t do anything.

You head to the table, grabbing two wine glasses about to fill them up, when suddenly you feel something spill all over the front of your dress.

You gasp and turn look down at yourself to see the wine spilled all over your new dress. “Aw, oopsie! So sorry darling, just bumped into the table. But don’t worry, I’m sure you have some clothes that… fit you better right? Like those simple imo clothes?” Stella gives you a fake pouty look, cackling.

Lucifer rushes over to you as tears begin to pool in your eyes. “Oh my god, my dear are you al-“ he tries to reach for you, scanning to see if your okay but you swat his hand away. “I’m fine” you snap, wiping at the tears beginning to fall.

You don’t look behind you, but hear Stella and her friends laughing and the people crowding to see what happened, as you rush to a nearby bathroom.

You scramble into the restroom, slamming the door behind you, locking it. You go over to one of the walls, sinking down to the floor. You rest your face in your hands, as you sobs and cry, ruining your carefully done makeup.

You hug your knees tightly, sniffling and rocking yourself back and forth, your chests heaving with the heavy breaths your taking.

You internally curse yourself for ever thinking your worth the king of hell. You. A simple imp. Your choked sobs die down to sift whispers, yet the tears never stopping streaming down you face.

You bury your face into your knees hander when you hear the door unlock and open, muttering a small “go away.” But they don’t, and you hear the footsteps come closer, stopping infront of you.

“Dear, what’s this about….?” You hear a voice say, peeking up to see Lucifer looking at you, kneeled down. He has a sad look on his face.

“…why me…?” You ask, and Lucifer opens his mouth to speak, furrowing his brows. “Stella’s right, why pick me and not some other better prettier more powerful demon…” you interrupt him, and Lucifer’s face falls.

“Oh darling…” he whispers, holding you and cradling you in his arms. “Why would you think I want someone else..?” He murmurs.

“Because th-there are so many other people that would be better for you..” you cry, leaning against his chest as he holds you tight, the tears beginning to fall faster down your cheeks, chest heaving.

He just shushes you, wiping them away. “My love I chose you, not anybody else..” he says, turning you to look at him with a smile. “I don’t care how powerful you are, your shape, size, color, darling I picked you.” He says, and you start to cry harder, burying your face in his chest. “B-… but why…?”

He just smiles, rubbing hand through your hair, rubbing circles in your back comfortingly. “Because when I met you, you made me happier than I have felt for years..” he says. “And I don’t care about anything else because I love you, no other woman will ever have my heart as the way you have.”

You sniffle, and he rocks you back and forth, his hand going to hold yours. He brings your hand up to his mouth giving it a kiss, before continuing.

“I’m so sorry how Stella treated you, I should have warned you before hand she is very judgey, it’s my fault sweetheart, and I apologize.”

You wipe your tears with the back of your hand. You lean against him as he soothes you. He hugs you tightly, ignoring your wet dress against him, staining his white tux from the red rubbing off. But he doesn’t care and just holds you closer.

“M…I. I’m.. sorry…” you mutter, and he shushes you. “Honey there is nothing to be sorry about. The only people that should be sorry are Stella and the other people who judged you based on what you look like and where you came from.”

“For… ruining the party..” you say, embarrassed, but he just chuckles. “My love that was just a bit of spilt wine. Nothing to fret over. You ruined nothing.”

You two sit there in silence for a moment, embraced in a hug together. “…thank you…” you murmer.

“For what, sweetheart?” He asks. “For… st-staying with me, and dealing with my bullshit… and not judging me…” you say, and he lets out a laugh at your second reason.

“Of course my love, he says turning you head to him and he places a kiss on your forehead.

You two sit there, finding comfort in each others warmth.

After a couple minutes Lucifer speaks. “So, we have two options. One; I can take you up to the room and you hang out there and then when the party is over, I come get you.” He inhaled; letting it sink in. “Or two, you can go to the room and get changed and come back out to see my chewing out Stella, and have a good time at the party.” You laugh at his option 2.

“Two. Definitely two.”

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A/N: this took so long I’m so sorry I have ADHD and procrastinate. But figure out a not-really-kinda schedule. I do a request, then do Headcanons or a story I chose, then request and so on. If you sent a request and it’s in the rules and has not been done yet, it will be done eventually. This wasent as long as I would have hoped but I think it still came out good! Hope you enjoyed, make sure to know you are loved and take care of yourself!

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

#hazbin hotel #hazbin #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin x reader #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel lucifer x reader #lucifer magne x reader #Lucifer x reader #lucifer morningstar x reader #Lucifer comfort #Hazbin hotel lucifer #fluff #Ckmfort #hazbin lucifer x reader #lucifer hazbin hotel

[femache]

#digital art #yknow that 'draw your ckmfort chaarcters in this meme'? heres mune

[cutedice]

Happy Family

Ship: Ace x (Pregnant)GN!Reader WC: 957 Warnings: Pregnancy, mentions of symptoms Placement: Modern AU Synopsis: Ace is nervous as to why you planned a fancy day, and then he decides to tell everyone about it.

Ace smiled at you. He had a certain undertone to it though, suspicious gazes glancing towards the bag by your chair.

You invited him out, you usually had dates throughout the week, but there was a planned feeling to this one. That was unordinary. You two, especially him, weren't spontaneous at best and date nights were full of indecisive decisions and last minute plans.

He had an enjoyment for the freedom of it all; that was why he liked you to begin with.

But now he was anxious. This was organized, precise. You had made reservations at this nice restaurant in town, you looked excited but just as nervous.

He was nervous.

He snapped out of his mind when he heard him name, and he looked at you with wide eyes. "Sorry, sorry," he said. "I guess I'm just confused… is today special?"

You gave him a funny look before telling him it wasn't special yet, but you were hoping it would be.

That helped him relax. "I'm sure it'll be special. You make everyday a little special," he said, reaching out and gently taking your hands in his. "You're the greatest."

You smiled and told him you could tell he was still nervous.

In reply, he gently squeezed your hands. "I'm… a little nervous," he admitted. "What're you doin' all this for?"

He watched as you removed your hands and then reached down for the bag. After a small hesitation, you grabbed it and then held it over to him.

He was happy he wasn't the only one who was nervous. He took it, glancing at it before he looked at you again. "This is for me?"

He waited for you to nod before he carefully opened it and reached in. He pulled out a few things after that. One was a small envelope and the other one was a very small cowboy hat and boots. He snorted before looking at you. "Are we getting a pet?" he guessed.

He looked very confused to be told no.

And then he looked at them again. Then he eyed the envelope and his eyes widened slightly. "No…" he breathed, his hands growing shaky as he slowly opened it. Inside was some film. He pulled it out, tears brimming in his eyes.

He looked at you.

You explained that you knew the whole thing was cheesy, but you wanted to tell him in a fun way. Especially since you two had been trying for months to have a kid.

He looked to the film again, studying the ultrasound. "(Y/N)," he sounded so emotional just saying your name. "I can't believe it," he looked at you again and a wide smile cracked across his face. "I'm gonna be a dad!" he couldn't help himself, he slid out of his chair and went to you, hugging you tight and peppering kisses over your face. "We're gonna be parents!"

He laughed and then he drifted off, snoring.

You smiled softly and kissed his forehead. You were happy he was so excited.

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You both had decided to not keep it a secret from everyone else, being very upfront and open the next time you both had a chance to see everyone.

That day ended up being right before a camping trip Luffy was planning. Ace and you were both planning on attending, but by now you were experiencing symptoms and would rather tell everyone before rather than during and have a panic.

Sabo sat by you both, eying the trashcan you kept in front of you. "You feeling alright, (Y/N)?" he asked. "If you're sick you don't have to come. Ace can stay too," he pointed out.

"Are you sick?" Chopper asked, looking concerned. Luffy babysat him on the weekends, which is why he was coming along. His mom had given the okay without too much of a fight, Chopper was pretty gifted medically and he knew how to handle things.

Which is why you also didn't want to keep it a secret during the trip. You knew for sure that he'd figure you out one way or another.

"They're not sick," Ace answered. "Well, not… all the time. Are you sick right now?" he asked, looking at you.

You couldn't help but laugh, before reassuring everyone that you were fine. You patted your belly then and looked at Ace. You gave him a nod, the go ahead.

"Actually guys," he said, slowly and taking one last glance at you to make sure it was okay. Then, he looked out to everyone else. "Me and (Y/N) are gonna be parents!" He sounded just as excited saying I now as he did when you first told him.

The room exploded into reactions almost immediately. Sabo almost fell trying to get up to just look at you two. No one could believe it, but in a good way.

"We told the old man and Dadan already too," Ace said, "plus my whole office knows. Took everything in my power to stop Pops from throwing a huge party."

"So we were the last people to know?" Luffy asked in betrayal. "I thought I was the favorite! I better be the favorite uncle," he huffed, crossing his arms.

Sabo had a few things to say to that statement, the two ready to fight with each other.

You expected that much. Nami and Robin offered to take you shopping for baby clothes and Franky offered to help build a nursery in the house.

You were happy.

You squeezed Ace's hand, and looked at him in the midst of the chaos.

You told him the baby was going to have the best family in the world.

He looked at you with a fond smile. "I know."

#Ace #one piece ace #ace one piece #ace x reader #one piece x reader #op x reader #one piece #might make a prequal type beat tha features a Convo between the reader and him about planning for a family #might make it hurt ckmfort type beat but itll end nice #key word is might

[toast-is-ticklish]

You Are Enough. Pt1

Get ready for some massive self projection bitches lmao.

No actual tickles in this part, it's all set up. But part 2 will be up like immediately when I post.

lee! MK ler! Monkey King

Hopefully you guys like it 💖💖

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As MK sat in his room only one thought was going through his head.

Everything sucks.

His friends thought he was leaving them behind, no matter how much he trained and learned he still felt weak, he was no match for that freaky bone lady, he had no teacher to help him, and, and, and-

Monkey king was gone. On vacation. Why did that hurt so much?

He guesses he was scared. That he wasnt enough. That his mentor might think picking him was a mistake.

What made him fit to be a hero? Well that should be easy to answer. Awesome hair, heroic determination, and a proclivity towards making cool poses when he jumps off of things.

Arrogance. Stupidity. Naivety. Annoying. Loud. Nuis-

Okay that's enough self reflection for now.

Not a very good wrap for a hero, huh?

And now his mind is swimming with doubts. What if monkey king secretly hates him? Thinks he's just an annoying kid? Is disappointed in him? Is he not worthy enough? Has he not worked hard enough?

MK feels his vision get blurry and realizes he is crying.

Huh.

He feels insecure for it, but he just wishes Monkey King was here. To make him feel better somehow.

He groans and flips over on his bed, sulking. Unfortunately nobody was here, especially not monkie king, so he just had to pull up his big boy britches and get it together. No one is just gonna appear out of nowhere and magically fix all his-

"Kid?"

What.

"AAAGH! Why are you here!?" MK startled, falling off his bed in a panic and somehow landing face first on the floor. Why does he always land like that?

"Why are you astral projecting in the middle of the night? Waitwaitwait, were you gonna try and prank me or something because I..." Monkey King trails off.

His voice softens, "Oh kiddo. Were you crying?"

MK scrambles to wipe his eyes, trying his best to look very casual and also cool. "Uhhh no! Of course not! I mean I'm like, waaaaay to awesome to ever have a reason to cry anyway so why would that even happen? Nope. Neeeeeever. No way, Jose."  And suddenly hes rambling and his voice is weird and thick and all he can think is-

"Listen, MK, just stop for a minute-"

'Why is this happening to me?' He hears a voice, pushing out the words like its painful.

The voice is so...desperate.

The tone is despondent in a way that makes you think, 'Jeez. What happened to that guy?'

Its MKs voice.

He looks to Monkey King panickedly.

"MK I need you to listen to me. I think I know what's going on here. It seems like you subconsciously reached out to me using the astral projection and telepathy we've been using to communicate. And you're not fully in control of it."

"B-but! Why? And how can I fix it?"

"Well kiddo, the only reason I can think that this is happening is that you... arent okay."

MK looks away.

"MK. Please talk to me."

Monkey King reaches out a hand to the boy and looks so...genuine that MK thinks literally nobody could say no.

And so now here he is, sitting shoulder to shoulder with his mentor and idol on his bed met with a concerned look and an expectation to talk about his feelings. That's like top ten things MK hates doing.

"Uhhhm. I guess I've been feeling, like, kinda, insecure?"

It's funny how all the thoughts swarming his head shrink down to one little word. Insecure.

MK decides he doesnt like that word very much.

Monkey king sets a reassuring hand on MKs shoulder. "About what?"

"W-well-"

And suddenly MK is getting interrupted by his own voice, overlapping on a symphony of his own self doubt.

'Lazy' 'Arrogant' "Annoying' 'Naive' 'Stupid'

'Unworthy' 'Disappointment' 'Chose wrong'

'Not good enough not good enough not good enough-

It's so overwhelming. MK buries his head in his hands in a desperate attempt to just block out everything.

The thoughts are so loud he feels as though hes being crushed by his own mind.

And then it all goes quiet. And hes wrapped up in a certain monkey mentors arms. And it's just so warm and peaceful and safe that MK feels like he's melting and exploding at the same time as hot tears bunch around his eyes and streak down his face.

MK doesnt know how long that embrace lasts.

He's wrapped up in this blanket of murmured comforting words and the soothing motions of monkie kings hand on his back.

They stay there for a long while.

But you cant stay under a blanket forever, and MK feels bad for crying all over monkie kings shirt. Plus he needs to blow his nose like, so bad. Christ.

Monkie king doesnt pull away until MK does.

He decides to break the silence as MK grabs a tissue box from his desk.

"Listen kid, from what I can tell this is a pretty deep rooted thing, yeah? And I know words won't be able to fix anything. But I think that they can at least help."

The mentor continued, shifting around on the bed as MK sat back down.

"So let me start by saying that none of those thoughts we heard just then are true. Choosing you was one of the best choices I have made in my entire life. Or lives? Ever. Okay? And I have been around for a while."

MK looked at him suprised, reaching an arm up to the back of his neck.

"Actually?"

"Actually. And all that mean stuff your brain was prattling off earlier was so wrong. It should be illegal to be that off the mark. I'm considering arresting your brain."

MK let out a little wet chuckle at that.

"You are the smartest, kindest, most amazing kid I know. And what even was that about being lazy? You overwork yourself kid. Not underwork. I dont think that's even a thing."

"Thanks, Monkey king." MK was smiling a little at the praise, it was nice, but he couldnt really believe it. Though it made him feel a lot better.

"I can tell you're not really buying it. That's okay for now, I'm sure I'll drill it into your head somehow."

There was a brief pause.

"Hey, kid?"

"Yeah?"

"I wanna tell you something really important."

He looked at MK seriously now, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"No matter what, you will always be enough. Even if you make the stupidest decision in the world, you are enough. You are not a disappointment to me. You never will be. Because you're MK and I-"

His voice softened as he looked MK in the eyes.

"I care about you. A lot."

A moment passes between them.

MK is tearing up again and doesnt know what to say. For once in his extremely talkative life.

"Welp! I think that's enough sappy stuff for me tonight, I am pooped!" Monkie dramatically yawns and stretches probably to make a point.

"Do you even need to sleep?" MK asks and ew his voice sounds all weird from crying.

"Nope! But it's fun! Anyway I promise I'll check in more often kid, I'm sorry, but I gotta go. Oh yeah! Before I go I wanna give you a new training tool."

He throws him a peach and MK scrambles to catch it as his mentor continues.

"Eat it. It'll help with the whole, drilling confidence into your head thing. I think you'll be juuuuuuust tickled by it!" Monkie king chuckles, "If you need it to stop say red. Anyway byeeeeeee!"

And now hes gone. Wow. That whole conversation is going to take a while to digest.

MK takes a second to cringe at the weird wordage.

"yOu'lL bE jUuUuUuUsT tIcKlEd bY iT bLeh blEh bLeh mLeH!" He says to himself in a stupid voice as he rolls the peach around in his hands.

The use of a safe word was concerning and made him worry it would hurt, but he trusted Monkey king. And so he took a big breath and chomped into the sweet fruit.

It tasted really fuckin good.

Huh. He kinda expected something to happen but he literally felt exactly the same as he did before.

#tickle fic #tickle community #tickle #lego monkie kid #legomonkiekid #lego monkie king #monkie king #monkey king #lee! MK #ler! Monkey King #ler! Sun WuKong #ler! sun wukong #i relate to MK so much he may as well be a fucking self insert at this point #i literally didnt get ckmfort charcters until this stupid arrogant monkey dad stepped on screen help

[goldenguillotines]

an early gm gamers bc I work up too early however- I am freaking it sensitive style about Lammek rn..

#GODDDD #I cant say im bby grling him bc im not #i think im meow meowing him #thinks about future plot points where this guy is gonna :)) heh #thats all i gotta say #and the ckmfort through that time is so bittersweet.. #it helps and it hurts

[this-should-do]

oh there is no greater than running over cps in the airboat,,, watching them fly up over the front of it hearing their flatlines,,,, beautiful

#also i aas worried id get motion sickness in the boat or whatever but sk far im p good #not even using any of the ckmfort options if i flip my heads going with it #im just built different i guess lmao #ponderingradioactivedecay

[fitzfunnymoments]

I didn't mean for The Simpsons Movie to become one of my biggest comfort movies but it did and I'm not complaining <3

#fitz's cursed thoughts #honestly the simpsons in general is a big source of comfort for me #for years I've been trying to figure out why I felt so safe and peaceful whenever I watch it #then i remembered oh yeah watching the simpsons with my mom was one kf the few peaceful moments I had growing up #like one of my favorite memories is when my mom and I watched the simpsons movie when it was on tv #< we didn't have the money to go see it in theaters and I would've been too young to get in at the time lol #like this issuch a big ckmfort movie for me Ixm considering gettingit on dvd

[alexahasaguardianangel]

Oof

#my brain is saying so much #Not fun #i am tired of this #vent #ahaha #the person here with me is hella distant rn tho #and i cant handle that rn #bc he wohld cry a lot #and then id be ckmforting him #i dont feel like im allowed to have problems rn #which is actually probs why death is on the brain #bc honestly i dont think ive hardly started yo process my dad veing dead and its been over a year now #and like #i have 3 people who are there for me #and one of them isnt great abkut not turning it on him #and the other two are great #but like #theyre just 2 leople #and they have their own lives #and so i feel selfish even thk i know both of them wiuld get ob my ass for that #sorry for typos #lmfao #just sick of it all #the constant anxiety #the way i cant sleep for shit #rvery little thing tbat goes wrong makes me want to die #and i cant rememver hardly anything #its scary #and exhausting #weird alexa

[hecksee]

STOP REBLOGGING THE SAME GODDAMN "shoutout to your internet friends" POST IT IS ABSOLUTELY COVERING MY DASH AND I'M GETTING SICK OF HAVING TO SCROLL FOR TEN MINUTES JUST TO SEE WHAT THE OTHER 700 PEOPLE I'M FOLLOWING HAVE TO SAY YES I GET IT I LOVE MY INTERNET FRIENDS BUT STOP REBLOGGING THE SAME GODDAMN POST FIFTY TIMES IN A ROW MY FINGERS HURT

No I do whatever the fuck I want

If you don't like it fuck right off

It's not my motherfucking job to cater to you

#im not doing good rn mf #let me do the small things that give me little ckmforts #bc otherwise i am going to burst into tears

[masckarlach]

something something bg3 is very ckmforting as a survivor of sa something something

#tw sa #tw csa #in tags >>>>> #idk something about. idk i cant rly verbalise it but the characters taking intimacy at their own oace #finding ways to reclaim their bodies after all the horrific shit and having theirbautonomy ripped from their hands #and not doing it perfectly and not knowing how #but hng.make me so happy and comforted #like maybe IIII can reclaim mh body and my autonomy after losing it before i even knew i had it #you onow? maybe i can start. existing as a whole person. maybe i was always a whole person #IGNORE MEEE TO BE DELETED ROBIN PERSONAL RANTS!

[kart0]

Hey guysssdss ! Just wanted to thank everyone for supportng me and being so nice to me even tho I don't deserve it. I'm drunk rn whoops but just wanted to hug you all. Y'all seen my ups and downs and always try to ckmfort me when I'm going thru it. I couldn't be more thankful for y'all. Yamgk you. I love you. Hope I can make you happy with my rawuings.

#im drunk #peach soju so tasty

[catboymoments]

NO BECAUSE YOUR KOMAHINA FAMILY PICS ARE SO WHOLESOME!? AND CUTE!?/#+#+ AND FLUFFY HOKY SHIT I JUET NEDD TO LIKE SHHSISDIJDDH IM SORRY I LOVE IT SO MUCH YOU HAVE NI IDEA ITS LITERALLY CKMFORTING, I even use it sometimes to inspire some of my fanfic ideas BC you art is too goddamn cute 😭😭😭

THANK YOUUUU

[yuujispinkhair]

I loved the alpha sukuna fic!!!! hes ben my ckmfort carecter latly and i have ben on aj A/B/O kik latly thank you for wrighting iy!!!!

YAYYY I AM SO HAPPY YOU LIKED IT 💗💗💗 He is my biggest comfort character too, and I wanted the Omegaverse story with him to be horny but also comforting, so I am super happy that it worked for you!!! 💗

Thank you so much for sending me this nice ask!! It means a lot to me 💗💗

[susie-dreemurr]

Smth great abt ch0 is we get the common annoying DR character reactions to the trial, but since it’s a mock trial and not a real class trial, it’s not smth ur annoyed by and/or you can’t blame them. Ofc XXX is treating it as a game, it’s what she’s best at and she has the ckmfort of it not being Actually Real. Ofc YYY and WWW refuse to investigate and call all of this stupid, they have no idea that soon they’ll be doing this For Real. It’s fun

#live-blogging

[the-tiniest-nephilim]

Do you feel like talking about Darrow?

I miss him very much, but I feel like Pierce is preparing big things for him (Lightbringer razor, functional sunblood pegasus, hugs and ckmfort food, blorbo in distress saved by his lovely Sovereign followed by at least 3 chapters of good quality smut, because Pierce Brown owes it to me personally etc.). He deserves EVERY COOL THING THERE IS.

Well I appreciate you asking! Huge Darrow fan here (if that wasn’t clear by previous posts lol)

!POSSIBLE SPOILERS FOR THE RED RISING TRILOGY AND IRON GOLD TETRALOGY!

I think Lightbringer is still going to be hell. Don’t get me wrong. With tensions still high between Darrow and Lysander, as well as the whole Volga Ascomanni debacle (not to mention Victra and the children…) there’s a whole lot to sort through. However, I have a feeling Brown is going to give us some peace at the end, similar to that of Morning Star. Perhaps a repeat scene of the ending in MS where Pax and Darrow meet again on a beach and finally y’know, learn to accept each other and the past.

I can totally see a final fight between Darrow and Lysander where they both ride sunbloods toward each other to lock into battle, only to have, well… and this is a huge leap here… but Cassius end up killing the boy that he raised. That twist is something that I’m willing to accept- esp if Cassius has to choose between saving Darrow and his ideals, or the corrupt boy he tried to raise but failed to. Or hey, maybe Lysander won’t die and we’ll be stuck with his racist ass

Darrow’s seen a lot of things in his time and I don’t think he’s a perfect character. I love that he’s not perfect either- I love how Brown gives him flaws and faults bc that’s something believable and admirable. He’s def not gonna be totally okay by the end of the series… and I’m afraid that.. well..

Pierce may very well end up killing him.

Just a thought, but I keep that in mind when I remember that most of our ‘heroes’ in this story are dead, faded off in the machine that is war.

I would love to see some hugs and comfort for the good man, but I’m just afraid we won’t be able to see that because… you’ve seen this series’ track record. It’s not exactly known as the most… flowery series ever.

I suppose we’ll have to wait and see though! Really want that Pax-Darrow reunion tho… AND DUDE HIM AND VIRGINIA BACK TOGETHER? AUGH YES. She shows up to kick ass and kiss her idiot husband after murdering her brother’s clone.

(As for Red God in the future… I don’t think it’ll follow Darrow… my feelings are leading me to think it’s going to follow Pax and his story navigating through life)

Darrow supremacy howls on!

#crow thoughts #darrow of lykos #jumbled thoughts? #more common than you’d think lol #thanks for the ask! would love to hear what you have to say about best man

[penisliker-moved]

i need to.put my.phone in comfort view but its already in comfort view this Is ckmfort. but it isnt comforting enough