#I think I avoid sleep partly bc of this

[bpdohwhatajoy]

Having to sleep knowing you’re just going to have another nightmare

#ptsd #cptsd #trauma #I think I avoid sleep partly bc of this #not only do I have insomnia and bad sleep issues #but I have ptsd and I have nightmares SO often #I dread sleeping

[shinyscollection]

Some BF!Konig (SFW)

Warnings: Minors and Ageless blogs DNI. This is just mainly fluff, probably inaccurate character representation (I'm trying okay?). Angst, mentions of violence, anxiety, panic attacks and trauma, and an unhealthy amount of shy!Konig. A/N: Just some headcanons abt dating Konig, bc all i can think about it him rn....

Konig isn't a huge talker, but that's mainly bc he's used to everyone avoiding him like the plague. But, he loves to listen, and would sit for hours, happily listening to you ramble about god knows what.

It would take a long time for him to actually be comfortable around you to talk about anything to do with himself... at least a few months. When he does, it's small steps. He's scared about opening up, and also doesn't like being pitied.

Loves to sit with you. Probably too nervous to touch you in the first few months of dating, you'd have to initiate contact. And when he finally does, he's constantly asking, checking in to make sure you're comfortable.

He's really uncomfortable about his height, but he is secretly thankful for it when he's around you, simply because he knows he can keep you safe (scary dog privileges).

Probably wears the mask 24/7 in public, and for the first few weeks of dating, rarely takes it off. Would probably only lift it to kiss you, or to eat.

Has scars on his face, and is v self-conscious abt them, bc he feels like they're too much of a reminder of how violent he can get.

Cannot fight. At all. If you raise your voice or show any sign of anger he shuts down. Refuses to engage in a fight with you. He just can't risk hurting someone he cares about. Will take himself off and will return once he's calmed down, usually a few hours later. When he returns, will ask if you are okay to talk, and will talk it through rationally.

Loves to hold your hand, loves to play with your hair. He also likes to try new things like braiding your hair or painting your nails. He also tried to put your makeup on for you, and it kinda ended up looking really good. One time, you even painted his nails for him, and he ended up kinda liking them.

Likes to watch you as you're doing things. Just likes to see you doing mundane things, such as brushing your hair or doing your skincare routine. For him, it's comforting.

He likes watching movies, but if you put on a kid's film he will cry. Partly because for him it feels like a part of his childhood he never had. Also really likes sci-fi and fantasy. His favourite films are the Lord of the Rings. He struggles with actions movies, won't watch war-related films. Too real.

He likes to do housework, and he's actually super neat. Makes the bed every morning, and it always looks super neat.

He's a pretty great cook. Likes to experiment, and his food is always amazing. He likes to cook alone, but if you join him, he'll be overjoyed, a gentle hand on your waist as he guides you through the recipe. Even if the food turns out terrible, he'll eat every bite with a smile on his face.

He doesn't sleep well and isn't used to cuddling, so don't expect a lot of it in the beginning. If you really need, he'll hold your hand. Eventually will warm to it, and he really likes being the little spoon (despite the fact you're essentially koala'd onto his back). Also loves to bury his face in your chest, listening to your heartbeat.

If you show any affection towards his face, (touching his face, playing with his hair, etc) he will tear up. For so long he was ashamed of his looks, so any sort of admiration really flusters him

He's not a fan of public dates, because he kind of sticks out like a sore thumb. But will brave some quieter locations like a park or a small cafe. Much prefers to spend time at home, where he can just be with you.

Reblogs and comments are always appreciated!

#konigmw2 #konig imagines #konig #konig cod #call of duty #cod mw2 #konig x reader #konig drabbles #konig x you #konig modern warfare

[somepotatoes]

story time (read if you want)

Feel like I can speak freely here so I’ll just say it. Matched with this French/Moroccan guy on Hinge. First red flag was him wanting to book an AirBnb for a FIRST date (I know I should have known from the start but I thought I’d give him the benefit of the doubt bc he lives in woop-woop and would travel 1:30hrs on public transport to even see me; also to even see me on a working day his excuse for the AirBnb is so he doesn’t get home so late so it only makes sense to spend a night near mine)

ANYWAYS, we get to talking on snap - chill vibes matching energy and what not - before the day comes (he has booked without my confirmation) I tell him I’m getting sick (this is the second red flag) and he goes and says I would have booked the AirBnb for nothing… (yep I SHOULD have put my foot down and be like that’s the last straw) I say fine okay (thinking it’ll just be chill ((boy was I wrong)) but just letting you know I am SICK!

Go ahead to the day I was running late to pick him up from the station (since he was travelling that much I only thought it’ll be fair to pick him up) so I told him to meet me at the supermarket near that station so I met him there. Warm welcome “hello” “hi” (ofc it was a bit awkward bc I am awkward but tried to lighten the mood) made a comment about my height even tho man’s is like 5’9 but that’s beside the point.

Get to the AirBnb and get comfortable and chill for a bit put a movie on, gave the guy a head massage bc I insisted. I was concentrating on the movie and he was definitely making his way to kiss me (look I knew what I was getting myself into and I KNOW I should have said stop at some point but I wanted it too, like he was attractive and the fact that he spoke French just got to me ((leave me alone, I’m just a girl))

Now, I know it’s partly my fault for not communicating about protection and whatnot but it was in the spur of the moment (this will end up making me spiral later on but that’s for another day) we end up doing it. Without him knowing ANYTHING about my birth control situation this guy cums inside me WITHOUT TELLING ME (I am raging right now bc this is literally the THIRD red flag) my introverted and conflict avoiding self let it pass bc I know I can get the morning after pill and get tested (I KNOW I SHOULDNT HAVE TO OKAY! LEAVE ME ALONE LET ME LEARN MY LESSON ((don’t worry I’ve heard it from my friend already and they too were very frustrated and angry for me))

Cut to the next morning, I wake up early bc I’m used to it and have a shower while this guy sleeps (I make tiny moves to wake him up but no use so I just go on my phone for a while. I guess he notices and slowly wakes up asks me how I slept (honestly at this point all my emotions are switched off and anything that is happening is happening without reason or comprehension) can’t remember what he did except go on his phone and complain about a headache, then gets up and warms up the food that we had the night before (didn’t even ask if I was hungry).

We just chill on our phones for a bit I put on a random show just for background noise and all of a sudden we’re kissing again and he finishes inside me again (I feel super disgusted with myself after recounting this event and I genuinely feel like I’ve been taken advantage of even though I consented ((also forgot to mention he did film me countless times, only asking me after I questioned him and I said okay to filming once))

Cut to leaving bc we had to leave before 11:30am and we’re rushing to get out. Was going to drop him off at the same parking lot where the shopping centre was bc I had to get my fkn pill (never mentioned he was running late for the train until we get into the shopping centre and he makes a comment about people walking slow) he RUSHES/SPRINTS away from me saying he’s got 10 minutes before his train (couldn’t understand a word he was saying) I follow behind thinking he didn’t even say bye so I’m going to be polite and say bye (I knew where he was rushing to) catch up to him at the supermarket (feels like he’s avoiding me bc I see him once and he goes somewhere else knowing I’m going to him) finally catch up to him and tell him I’m going now bye (oblivious at this point until I actually sat and thought about what happened) he hugs and kisses me and says bye too (was polite I guess ((honestly feels like this guy was lying through his teeth)) went and got what I needed and went home (as soon as I got home I felt like shit, like I’d been robbed emotionally)

Don’t speak or message after that until the next morning when I asked for him to send the videos (no reply almost all day) I got super annoyed and just decided to block him on snap. He messages me on Hinge saying so you blocked me on snap (this is where it gets confusing, annoying, frustrating and outright rude) told him straight up bc he took too long to reply (me knowing full well this guy is always on his phone) ANYWAY there was back and forth about all the shit that happened and how I felt like he was avoiding me before he had to leave and how I payed for the pill that he should have payed for, his excuse was that he payed for everything else including the food and AirBnb (I’m the idiot at this point) I just ended up paying him back for his fkn time bc I did not ever want to see this guy again. Told him to delete all the videos (I’m 100% sure he still has them despite showing me a screen recording of him deleting them from everywhere) and also to remove me from his life (all he did was unadd me on snap (bc I sent him shit of me) so I blocked him on snap, unmatched him on hinge and blocked him on twitter too.

Tell me if I was acting rational or not or if this could have been resolved in a better way. I personally think I did the right thing but surely something like this has happened before and I just wanna know how to process this. I feel like I’m slowly getting over it but it just bothers me so much that I could let this random stranger take advantage of my time and energy.

#mine #super frustrated #sorry about the details #it’s sent me over the edge emotionally I think from the pill too but I think I’m acting reasonably #story time

[honeylikesyanderes]

Yanderes with a blind reader

thanks for requesting anon!

i hope this is what you were looking for and hope you enjoy!

18+ mdni

asks/requests are still open!

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karma:

karma would be a lot more protective with a blind darling

he would be the type to keep and extra eye on them

and make sure that they're always comfortable whether they're in public or in private

he's also the type to glare at people who make rude comments about darling because they are blind

and if they came up to you and tried to make you feel bad, he would verbally berate them

which is strange because karma doesn't speak a lot

God help whoever dares to lay a hand on you tho

they will be wiped off the face of the earth.

karma is definitely more gentle with a blind darling

especially if they have a history of people bullying/being mean to them.

even tho karma isnt one to be touchy or talkative, he'd let darling touch him a lot and he'd speak a lot

so they can know and really enjoy his presence.

(he also has this super secret fantasy where darling touches his face very sensually while trying to feel his facial features.)

if darling's vision can be corrected via surgery and darling is willing to pursue that route, karma will be 100% willing to foot the bill.

bhodi:

i think bhodi would really appreciate a blind darling

cause he would love that someone liked him for him

rather than his conventionally attractive looks

it really boosts his self esteem

bhodi would become more possessive tho

because darling fell for him bc of his personality and his voice

he wouldn't want anyone to take them away from him

(this is also partly because bhodi has self-esteem issues and doesn't think he's good enough for darling)

that being said,

bhodi would probably turn up his clinginess and stalking from 90% to 200%

he'd try and follow you everywhere (even into the bathroom if he can)

and he avoids leaving you alone with anyone else

he might even force you to quit your job and lock you away in his home

he tells you its ''for your own good'' and that ''the outside world is dangerous''

he just loves you too much to lose you darling

and he doesn't mind utilising your vision as a reason to keep you all to himself forever.

memory:

memory is curious

he hasnt really interacted a lot with humans, due to the fact that he cant cope with their stench

and he's in a little bit of awe when he realises that you cant see.

he's definitely the most gentle with darling out of all of the yanderes

and he is a lot more caring

he will aggressively defend you when his father says something rude about your inability to see

and he most definitely doesn't mind murdering anyone that deems you 'unworthy' or calls you rude names.

he will try to find methods to cure your vision problems

because being blind in a royal court is very dangerous

especially due to the fact that you're the mate and going to be the ruling partner of the next kings

people would attempt to hurt darling

and since memory is pretty good with inventions and science, he'll work something out

and if all else fails, then he'll turn you into a vampire asap

it may not make your vision perfect

but it will make darling's vision at least 70% better

darling would have to wear glasses at most.

max:

max is a little demon.

so dont be surprised if he lies to darling about things going on in the palace that they cant see

he'll be a little bit like bhodi

in the sense where he'll use darling's inability to see properly to increase their fear

then he'll utilise that fear to make darling dependent on him.

from lying about attacks, to telling fibs that they were almost assassinated-

max will do anything to keep himself in control.

he just wants to be wanted by darling.

he just has a terrible approach to it.

(he may also use his lies to trick darling into sleeping with him)

on the other hand, max isnt all bad

when darling eventually falls in love with him, he will be more open to them

he lies less and less

and he will be more vulnerable to them

he will feel a sense of closeness, because (like bhodi) someone that he calls his loves him for him.

he will kill whoever says anything rude about darling and their sight

doesn't matter if its his parents or a maid or a member of the court.

they're dead.

when darling gets part of their vision back after being turned, max becomes more protective

tho he's a manipulative ass and secretly a softboy, he doesn't want any harm to come to darling

no one is allowed to see them unless he or memory are there.

and he also always carries a spare of darling's glasses in case anything happens to the pair that they wear regularly.

#honey's anons #yandere oc #honey answers asks #male yandere #yandere headcanons #obsessive yandere #yandere #yandere ceo #manipulative yandere #yandere scenarios #soft yandere #yandere royals #yandere twins #my oc maximilian #my oc memory #my oc bhodi #my oc karma #yandere x darling #yandere x you #yandere x reader

[the-lavender-room]

Random blurb

what if: the gene cleanser only partly worked

Ft curt feeling bad bc he can’t help anyone

Spider-Man’s back hit the cold, hard ground of the enclosure. The frigid water drenched his suit, and the cold seeped into his aching bones and muscles. He was tired; felt the strange need to sleep now, but he couldn’t. He needed to hold out for a bit longer. For the gene cleanser to work.

The lizard stomped over to him, snarlingly. Spider-Man crouched low to the ground, ready to leap out of the way of any incoming attacks. It lunged at him with a low, guttural hiss. Spider-Man dodged froward; nearly avoiding its claws; the sudden pain and warm liquid let him know.

The lizard narrowed its yellow eyes. It screeched and shook its head violently. It wrapped it claws around its head and clasped to the ground with labored breaths. Spider-Man crawled closer; slowly. Large, brown eyes stared back at him. “Ss-spi…der…Ma-an?” His voice was slow and raspy and tired.

“Doctor Conners! Are you…with me?” Spider-Man yelped, putting his hands up in front of him. ‘He can talk now, but…’

He flicked his tongue out twice “I…th-think…so…” Conners rose to a crouch; eyes aimed at the ground and tail curled around himself. “I h-hurt you…”

Spider-Man place his on the still-reptilian-man’s shoulders. His scales are cold. ‘He’s still a lizard…’ “It’s fine, don’t need to worry about lil’ old me!” He joked in an attempt to lighten the mood.

“DAD!”

They both looked up at the small yell. Billy and Eddie were leaning over the railing; eyes big wide. Spider-Man helped the doctor up the wall. He sat still on the railing; rubbing his cold hands together.

Curt Conners reached a hand out to his son, but pulled back when he saw his own monster-ish claw; blood seeped in between the scales. That did not stop Billy for wrapping around him, tightly; tears staining Conners’s shirt. “I’m-I’m just glad you’re okay!”

“I am too…” Conners replied, bending down to fully embrace his son. His eyes burned with tears as he sobbed silently.

Spider-Man stayed for a while, even after Martha Conners arrived. It wasn’t until he heard the distance sound of sirens that he decided it was time to leave. ‘Go home, take a shower, wrap up my injuries, sleep until graduation…’

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It had been a week since the lizard incident, and since Peter and Gwen had been to the lab. Peter had decided not to use the pictures he took that night; not that the media wasn’t all over it the next morning. “Local scientist turns into giant lizard; fights Spider-Man in subway station!”

When they got to the lab; the entire entrance was swarmed with people and cameras. They pushed their way to the doors; where Eddie was there to pull them in.

“Oh, Peter, may I talk to you for a second…Privately.” Doctor Conners asked when he saw him. His voice still sounded a bit…hissy. Peter followed him to his office, though he could see Martha watching him. Intently.

They stood there in the dimly lit office, awkwardly staring at anything but each other. Conners looked at Peter and flicked his tongue out a few times, a bit too close for Peter, and sighed.

“Are…are you Spider-Man?”

“Uh!… what?! No!” He shuddered. “Why would you think I’m Spider-Man?” He asked, trying to sound as little suspicious as possible.

Conners looked away, a bit embarrassed. “You…uh… smell the same.”

“That’s creepy.” Peter remarked, leaning against the wall.

“I know.” Conners flexed his claws a bit. He looked between the sharp, black nails and Peter before asking. “Is your back okay?”

Peter sighed, “I already told you, I’m not Spider-Man!” He headed for the door; helping Gwen with organizing sounded really fun right now. “My back’s fine, my hand’s fine, I’m not hurt. Because I wasn’t in danger!”

“I didn’t mention your hand.”

Peter’s head slumped against the door, ‘I’m NOT getting out of this!’ He turned to look at the lizard man. “What do you want?”

“Do you need help? I… don’t remember much, but- I hurt you. I could’ve killed you…” he squeezed his tail; tears at the corner of his eyes. “…even if it’s medical supplies, please, just let me help you…”

“whoa, hay! I’ll think about the help! But please stop with the crocodile tears, I feel bad when people cry for me.” He placed a hand on the doctor’s shoulder. “Just tell me your also be helping yourself.” The lizard nodded. “Did you tell anyone?”

“Just my wife.”

“Good, good. How is she taking… this anyway?” Peter gestured to Conners’s body. An attempt to lighten the mood a bit.

“Well, better than I thought at least.”



#my writing #tssm #the spectacular spider man #tssm peter parker #tssm curt conners #tssm the lizard #tssm lizard #ficlet #this is bad

[paopujuice]

okay besties. if your coworker flirts really hard for two weeks straight and spends lots of extra time with you and spoons you and you think it's all a big joke and then she genuinely tells you she likes you and you tell her you like her back and you both are so nervous you can't sleep and she tells her dad and her friends and her therapist about you and you flirt and hold hands and hug and then two days later you get drunk and accidentally try to kiss her in public and drunk-text her that you love her and you wake up the next day and are like oh my god i am so so so so sorry and she still flirts but much more hesitantly and you think it's all ok and she teases you about it a ton and you hug her goodbye at your next hangout and she says it was a good hug and you're set to go on a date to the barbie movie and then she has to cancel for a family emergency and she never reschedules and then after your next shift together she tells you she doesn't want to date partly because she DID take your drunk ass seriously and claims she wasn't looking for anything serious but she's fine with being work friends but then you don't work together or hang out or text for basically a week and now she's away on vacation for another week and she's leaving for school soon but is planning on coming back now and then and you're not going to have another shift together before she goes and you can't remember if that's how the schedule always was or if she moved things around to avoid you and now you think she dislikes you but you can't tell for sure bc your self esteem is garbage and you need therapy so bad and you were shocked she even asked you out in the first place and you're 24 and this was your first time getting asked out in your life but you really do like her and you haven't gotten to read her vibes one on one in person in a while and you're pmsing and kinda want to kill yourself and you're just so so confused and you feel like you were playing around in the shallow end and then she pulled you into the deep end and then turned around and got out of the pool uhhhh. should you be the one to try to say hi again or should you play it cool and wait for her to break the silence. asking for a friend

#vent #long post #IM LOSING MY MIND

[t4tbruharvey]

bruharvey <3333

YAAAAY THANKS NORTH!!!!

who hogs the duvet: choosing to push my bruce hogs the duvet agenda here because it plays into my 'harvey sleeps like a plank on his back' agenda

who texts/rings to check how their day is going: bruce, definitely. like when he returned to gotham (the only time they both had separate daily activities AND phones and weren't um. fighting) bruce was the one who would spontaneously organise things

who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts: bruce like.. canonically

who gets up first in the morning: harvey because he's not batman and he also wakes up naturally at six like a freak

who suggests new things in bed: haha. neither of them

who cries at movies: harvey definitely cries MORE than bruce but they both cry i'm not going to lie to you. bruce watched the neverending story and was destroyed by the horse death

who gives unprompted massages: bruce WAIT I MISREAD THIS AS MESSAGES still bruce. as if he would accept them

who fusses over the other when they’re sick: BRUCE ARE YOU KIDDING MEEEE

who gets jealous easiest: hehe. bruce. hahaha. when the clarvey fic comes out then you'll see

who has the most embarrassing taste in music: also bruce he had an emo phase

who collects something unusual: once again it's bruce like canonically

who takes the longest to get ready: harvey

who is the most tidy and organised: NEITHER OF THEM! college apartment covered in clothes and paper and then an office covered in paper and folders and a batcave full of random crap!!! bruce if it's a spreadsheet

who gets most excited about the holidays: hm.... bruce i think? it's the. the. his love language is partly gift giving/acts of service in canon. taking this to mean winter holidays because they're adults they don't do school holidays HOWEVER in college it's bruce by default because harvey hates the school holidays for. obvious reasons

who is the big spoon/little spoon: HAHA I GET TO PUSH MY OTHER AGENDA, TWOFACE (ALTER) IS AN AFFECTIONATE SLEEPER yes he was dormant in the prime bruharvey period but like fuck that noise. therefore bruce little spoon unintentionally

who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports: BRUCE it's the rich only child syndrome

who starts the most arguments: harvey it's his job and bruce avoids conflict

who suggests that they buy a pet: bruce <3

what couple traditions they have: hm. not a couple thing but i think bruce visits harvey (be that in arkham or at his apartment from afar) on every anniversary of things that happened to them together and especially the anniversary of The Attack

what tv shows they watch together: i do genuinely think that nature documentaries are smth they both enjoy but also they've both definitely seen frasier reruns. and harvey enjoyed them

what other couple they hang out with: AAFHSK ARE YOU. UR FUCKING WITH ME

how they spend time together as a couple: hanging out in their dorm and/or going on coffee dates and like had they existed in an easier time they would have loved museum dates

who made the first move: harvey :-) while like drunk so he didn't actually do anything bc he's tooooo self aware and bruce wouldn't have lt him anyway but he was the first to make his feelings clear

who brings flowers home: BRUCE cj insert the telltale scene if you see this

who is the best cook: harvey. no contest

#EYE like frasier #thank youuu north <3

[that-gay-jedi]

😈😅🎶🛠️

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

I divide music into stuff I can passively listen to for actually writing, and stuff I can actively listen to for inspiration, introspection or a mood boost. When writing, I avoid Star Wars soundtracks unless I want to invoke the associated canon moment(s).

I've had Anchor by Blue Stahli on loop most often lately. I really love the whole Quartz/Bronze/Obsidian era and can't recommend it enough for fellow Star Wars peoples.

My most looped instrumental song is probably "Weeping Ghost" by John Carpenter.

Some of my go-to passive listening music:

> Master Boot Record (music for people who miss floppy disks and CRT monitors)

> Gost (not to be confused with Ghost)

>Horror movie/horror game soundtracks

> Very technical electric guitars

> Ivan Torrent and similar artists who blend a kind of cyber or futuristic sound with a more choral/orchestral/"epic fantasy" sort of feel

🛠What tools/programs/apps do you use to write?

Since I voice type bc pain, my rough drafts go to a dictation app called Speechnotes. It's the only voice typing app I know of that allows continuous dictation (including with the screen shut off), doesn't lock all its good features behind a paywall, and is relatively good at handling things like background noise or murmured speech. I then use Google docs to edit.

For the dirty work of plotting, outlining, and keeping notes, I use mostly physical media: post-it notes, lined index cards, large spiral sketchbooks, colour codable folders, Bristol board. This allows me to take in everything at once more easily.

I do use one Android app, called Writer's Companion, to keep a shortened version of each multi chap story's timeline handy.

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?

Honestly most of Laugh Lines. Partly, when I took on the prompt I didn't realize how unsuited my writing tendencies are for a full "nothing bad ever happened" route.

Also embarrassed by how the darn thing just kind of ran away from me, like, Ahsoka and Reva were supposed to have bigger roles but Sors kriffing Bandeam overtook them both??? How did it take me almost 2k words just to get Anakin and Obi-Wan alone together???

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

I think. I kinda think having Sors as Anakin's padawan counts. Just. Watch the creche scene again but with a magic crystal ball in your hand that insists that would've been Anakin's second padawan if he'd stayed a Jedi. Then try to imagine how I sleep at night lmao.

#fanfic ask game #komikbookgeek #sw fanfic #obikin #accessibility software

[magamasubitu]

ok so

sooomewhere on tumblr i saw someone mention being of the opinion [x character] is dayman

and i thought why not add my 2 cents to this bottomless pit of a website

so basically, this post is abt the dayman and the nightman so like beware bc yk (if u dont, 1 - y r u even reading this?, 2 - go watch iasip)

also idk shit abt psychology n all that stuff sooo

(and like i went to the fandom wiki to look up the lyrics bc its easier seeing all the words in front of u, but accidentally read a bit of the article and yea some of the stuff m gonna mention is on the fandom wiki alr so like totally unoriginal ideas of mine but whatevs)

so basic info

the nightman:

- charlie clearly has conflicting feelings "i think i love you", "you make me wanna die", etc (SDDARP)

- this whole thing: "every night you come into my room and pin me down and i try to fight you", "i can't fight you, man", etc (SDDARP)

- oddly, the only real description of the nightman is "it's just two men" (aka nightman is a, well, man) and "strong arms", "sexy hands" (SDDARP)

- wants charlies soul??? "at last the boy's soul is mine!" (TNC)

- likes them sleeping "he's sleeping right over there! just the way you like 'em!" (TNC)

the dayman:

- fights the nightman "fighter of the nightman" (SDDARP & TNC)

- is (at least partly) charlie "i fought the nightman, lived as dayman" (TNC)

- "champion of the sun", "master of [...] friendship for everyone" (SDDARP & TNC): these parts were added by dennis in SDDARP but stayed in the song (so idk whether to count them or not)

- "master of karate" (SDDARP & TNC)

my interpretation is that the dayman and nightman are embodiments of things affecting charlie, like dayman would be [x] affecting charlie, nightman would be [z] affecting charlie (tho i will be referring to [x] as dayman and [z] as nightman)

before that, info on characters

uncle jack:

- unusual obsession with his hands (DGD, GFT:SH, etc)

- shared a room with charlie for a while, "wresteled" and charlie supposedly stayed awake the whole night during that time (TGR)

- touchy toward charlie, makes him uncomfortable (TGR, DGD, MVP:TTOTC, OLH:ASC, etc)

- weird about kids (DGD, GFT:SH)

mac:

- thinks he can do karate, charlie admits to thinking otherwise (MAC:WT; PP:TWBIP)

- childhood friends with charlie (AVSC, etc), officially BFFs since MBTW

- was supposed to play the dayman in the play (TNC)

- kicked charlie out of the band (i swear this is relevant; SDDARP)

dennis:

- officially BFFs with charlie since MBTW

- was supposed to play the nightman in the play, although supposedly to avoid the kiss scene with dee (TNC)

- came to team up with charlie after also getting kicked outta the band, wrote the dayman song with him right afterwards (SDDARP)

now, the whole "uncle jack is the nightman" thing is nth new but i do wanna point at the hand thing:

uncle jack is very uh what do i call this? self conscious? embarrassed? abt his "small hands"

and yet the nightman explicitly has "strong arms" & "sexy hands"

so i see 3 possibilities

1) a warped view bc charlie was young and yk everythin seems bigger when ure smaller

2) uncle jack was obsessively muttering how comparably to a small charlie the hands look big n manly and whatever else

3) charlie subconsciously tried to detach uncle jack from the nightman and went for the one noticeable thing abt his uncle and inverted it on the nightman, thus making it seem impossible for them to be the same person

again, i have no clue abt anything brain related so this is just a local dumbass rambling (also it might b a mix of em or smth completely different ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )

now, for dayman:

lets explore if one of charlies BFFs could b dayman

mac:

karate might be referring to him, childhood friends so he was probly there for charlie (whether he knew abt it or not), he was cast as the dayman (tho changed it himself to nightman), dennis was gonna b the nightman

dennis:

was also friends (ig) with charlie in high school (never stated *when* the "growing up & fightin the nightman" thing happened), he was cast as nightman to avoid the kiss, cheered charlie up after mac kicked them both outta the band (whether dennis intended to or not), they wrote the dayman song together

it might be both, it might be neither

so what if its someone (or smth) else?

lets see...if "dayman" helped fight the nightman (as in: the effect it had on charlie) then isnt the dayman...a coping mechanism?

(ONCE AGAIN, IDK SHIT ABT BRAINS)

and if dayman is a coping mechanism that helps fend off the nightman...

well, what does charlie do when he is not coping well with smth?

- he has a bad room in the bar where he breaks shit (TGGHH), he bit a mall santa after the revelation of what his mum was up to on christmases (in CGM mac says when charlie got excited his face would turn purple n hed start biting things; AVSC), etc

- he gets high, a lot...literally in the eps where he writes the damn song he goes home n huffs spray paint (SDDARP)

i cant think of more atm but like yea

and as a kid, did he have an outlet for his violence? yes, he threw rocks at shit and whatever else (AVSC, etc)

did he have access to stuff that could get him high? yes, he was literally huffin glue in AVSC as. a. child.

now, as for the karate, friendship, champion of sun stuff

champion of the sun: metaphors, people, metaphors; also just the scene in SDDARP where charlie is all negative, dennis comes in & lets the daylight in, all of a sudden charlie is more positive

karate & friendship: charlie thinks karate is cool, he maybe thought it would b awesome to make dayman do karate; or he took a look at his friends (n probably support system) and was like damn they make me not feel that bad and included master of karate bc mac (idk y no dennis, maybe bc childhood friends, maybe bc karate = fighting, maybe bc whats more badass than karate?)

so all in all, my conclusion is dayman is just all his coping mechanisms & support system rolled into one badass personification

#magamasubitu overthinks

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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#ive done basically nothing all weekend. like i transferred some algae and thats it. so like 3hrs of proditivity. thats it. #partly i think im avoiding thing i dont wanna think abt. partly im not fully recovered from the social activity of last week #like i still feel fatigued in a way thats telling me i need a break... but in a week i go home for Thanksgiving so i just have to make it #that long. tho my pi just sent me an email abt trying to publish something by like nov 30th #and like idk which part of my thesis shes thinking but to meet that deadline im gonna have to work thru Thanksgiving and also kill myself #like thinking abt it makes me want to cry but whatever. if thats the goal ill do it and itll be done #still not fully hired tho... and my brain wont let me do reimbursements so fuck me i guess #whatever this week is gonna fucking suck #anyway. im gonna blab abt successi0n now bc i dont have friends #idk how tom has become my fav??? i hate him. hes a pathetic little worm but like #some of his lines are so fucking weird and unhinged and Mathews delivery sounds so weirdly kind Sometimes #idk i just wish he could have ended up in a happy marriage where he could be someones terrifying helicopter parent #loved watching greg fall on his face this ep. im kinda fed up with him atm lmao #sigh... im just avoiding sleep now. its only 8.30 but im exhausted... im maybe a bit depressed #and my permanent retainer is breaking so there is a wire constanly poking my tongue #sigh... i dont want it to be tomorrow tho. i just wanna draw and watch k dramas all day :-( #unrelated

[bokebelle]

connie springer + friends with benefits

A/N: this is very very self-indulgent and ended up being longer than intended but please enjoy my Connie brainrot bc i love him a lot and he needs more content

WARNINGS: 16+; friends with benefits relationship; mentions of sex; modern au

PAIRINGS: connie springer x gn!reader

TAGS: fluff, a tiny tiny bit of angst.

REQUESTS: open

One of the best people to get into a friends with benefits type of relationship 💯

You guys would have to be good friends before this kind of relationship happens. Connie may be fun and goofy from time to time but he wants to make sure you trust him as a partner and vice versa

He probably wasn't even looking for a fwb type relationship tbh it probably just happened and you guys just went with it

it probably started with growing sexual tension whenever you two hung out. A little playful flirting here and there 👀

At a party, you two were a little flirter than usual and he just looked around to see if anyone was around, and whispered in your ear if you wanted to make out in his car LMAO of course you agreed

things just escalated over time til he offered to take you home one night and you best believe he did NOT go home that night

When the post nut clarity finally hit that you guys hooked up, he just asks if you would want to do it again

Connie turned to look at you, lips slightly swollen, with a light dusting of pink on his cheeks and a light sheen of sweat on his chest. "So...wanna do it again?"

"Right now?!" you sit up, instantly feeling the soreness in your lower half. you definitely weren't ready for another round

"Not now, dummy. But maybe...whenever we both wanna, y'know..." he avoided looking at you, suddenly feeling embarrassed at his own proposition. "but if you totally don't want to, it's fine I understand."

A small smile dances on you lips. He looked cute all flustered, suddenly looking nervous when he was anything but just moments ago. "I think I'd like that."

You two don't really tell anyone, but you don't keep it a secret either. He'd tell them what's up if people would ask (if you wanted them to know) but since you guys flirt all the time no one really suspected anything more was going on

the longer your relationship progresses, the bolder he gets lmao literally went from being shy about asking to hookup in his apartment to dragging your ass you his car during a date because his dick "suddenly missed his best buddy" you smacked him

He is also very open to experimenting and trying new things. He'll try it once and if it doesn't work then it's fine. He also respects your boundaries if ever you don't feel comfortable with the idea of trying something new. he won pressure you and won't bring it up

Probably uses a safeword like "taco"

He isn't THAT rough that you'd need one, but he wants to give you the option of stopping whenever you feel like you can handle it 😭 this baby doesn't wanna hurt you and wants you as safe as possible 🥺

This man is a great mix of playful and serious in the bedroom. He knows when to make you laugh during sex and to tone it down when you just need a physical release. your comfort is his priority so he wants to make sure he fits whatever you need

Connie is actually really good with aftercare despite not knowing it's actually a thing!!

He just knows it's on him to take care of his partner afterwards so he helps you clean up, gives you clean clothes especially if you're at his place, and offers you a snack or asks if you wanna watch a movie

If you want to cuddle and just talk, he's totally down! if you also need some personal space, he'll totally respect that and give you the time you need, whenever you need it.

He can be a total flirt but he's also very friendly and knows his limits so he doesn't end up sending mixed signals. He's flirty enough to keep things interesting but not enough to confuse either of you about your relationship unless he falls for you.

Great aftercare? Attentive in the bedroom? Funny, handsome, respectful king? overall one of the best people to have a FWB relationship hands down

If you ever decide you want to end that kind of setup, he'll totally respect it and would still treat you as a good friend! will occasionally make inside jokes about hooking up but it's all in good nature because he enjoyed his time with you and he wants you to remember that time with the same smile he has whenever he thinks about it pls i love him

BONUS: Falling in love with Connie during your FWB relationship (and him falling in love you with back)

honestly how can you not fall for him

Connie is always so sweet, funny, respectful, both in and out of the bedroom so it wasn't long before you started wanting to stay in his arms a bit more after a good session

Connie never treated you any differently, but there were times when things just felt different

The moment you knew you had feelings for him was when he fucked you differently compared to your previous sessions

Sure he would blow your back out every now and then, but there were also more mellow times with him when you both were feeling lazy and needy

But THIS was a new experience. He fucked you slowly, but intensely. His hands were all over you but his touches were more gentle and soft. His kisses were a little bit sweeter and the caresses on your face lingered just a bit longer.

You snuggled into his chest a little more after that and you swore he held you a bit tighter, pulling your body just a bit closer to his. When you became aware of his heart beating under your ear, and found yourself being lulled to sleep by it, you knew you were fucked both literally and figuratively

Your feelings for him weighed you down more and more until you decided you were playing a dangerous game and you had to get out before you reached the point of no return

it sucked having to break things off with Connie but it was the first rule of any fwb relationship and you broke it more and more everyday.

As you sat up and rolled out of bed, ready to get dressed and leave, you felt Connie's arms come up behind you and rested his chin against your shoulder.

"Hey, why don't you stay the night?" he asked, placing a quick kiss on the junction between your neck and shoulder.

You exhale heavily, dreading what was coming next. You didn't plan on breaking it off so soon, but you knew staying the night would only be the wrong choice to make - for your sake and your heart's.

"I don't think that's a good idea."

"C'mon, this isn't the first time you've stayed the night. Please?" You wanted to give in. You wanted to roll around, kiss his pretty face and spend the night in his arms. But knowing he didn't feel the same way as you did, knowing you'd leave with a heart that would break a little bit more if you stayed over, is what made you say no.

"It's not a good idea, Connie." you take a deep breath. "Actually, I think we aren't a good idea anymore."

You felt him withdraw his arms from your torso, the areas where he held you instantly feeling cold and empty. You hold on tighter to the sheets, partly to cover yourself up but mostly to keep you from breaking down in front of him.

"What?! Why not? Did I do something wrong? Was I too rough?"

Connie desperately racked his brain for what could have gone wrong from when you were saying his name like a prayer to now. He didn't want to mess it up with you, he really didn't. You slowly became someone he felt safe with. You became the one he wanted to see first thing in the morning, that's why he wanted you to stay over. He was falling for you, but he didn't want to admit it just yet. Maybe you caught on and didn't feel the same way? He knew he'd have to tell you eventually, but he wanted to be selfish a little bit longer. He wanted to enjoy what you guys had before going back to being just friends with no 'benefits'.

"I know we agreed to being just friends but I think I'm starting to feel something more than that and it's really stupid. But I don't think I can do this anymore without falling for you more than I already have." The tension in the air is palpable. In the time it takes for what you said to finally sink in Connie's mind, you decided his silence was his final answer.

When Connie saw your figure quietly get up from the edge of the bed, he knew this was his chance.

He quickly made his way over to your side, sitting on the edge. He reached out and gently wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Don't go, please." He whispered into the skin of your back.

You turn to look at him, keeping your tears at bay, trying to pry his arms off of you. God, with the way he was looking at you, that was almost all the convincing you need to stay just last night with him

"Connie, don't make this harder on me. You don't understa-"

"No, [y/n]" he cuts you off, now moving his hands to hold yours. "you don't understand." he delicately presses a kiss to your fingertips before kissing the back of your hand. "I want you. I want you to stay."

The meaning behind his words lit a spark in you that erupted into a passionate flame in your chest.

Connie wanted you. He wanted you just as much as you wanted him.

You cup his face, one of his hands coming up to rest over yours. You lean down and place the sweetest, softest kiss you can on his lips. It's not much but you hope he can feel all you've wanted to tell him in that one kiss.

"Okay, Connie, okay" you whisper as your lips pulled away from his own, a small smile forming when he whined at the loss of contact.

You committed the image of Connie Springer pouting at you because he wanted a kiss to your memory. You would tease him about it soon enough, you just wanted cherish the fact that he wanted kisses - your kisses.

You had more nights to share, more kisses to give him, but for now you just wanted to enjoy the feeling of having Connie in your arms, knowing you had each other as long as your hearts wanted.

You wanted to enjoy the feeling of Connie simply being there, finally being yours. He wasn't going anywhere, and neither were you.

"I'll stay."

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[theoreticslut]

O’ Captain, My Captain // s.r.

steve rogers x reader

requested: no - # 2/7 for my 2k writing challenge where I used all of the day’s prompts!

summary: A stealth mission gone wrong leads to some injuries and an accidental sharing of feelings. 

word count: 2.8k

warnings: mentions of fighting & injuries, very slight angst if you squint, fluff

A/N: I debated posting this tonight bc I already posted a fic, but you know what? fuck it. I don’t want to wait forever to post this bc I like it. I’m pretty sure this si the first marvel fic I’m posting?? I know I’ve got some that I’ve started before this one, but I don’t think I’ve posted any yet?? Idk. I hope you like this!! Xx

“Would you be quiet?” You huff, shaking your head at the blonde man walking beside you.

For someone who has supposedly done stealth missions before, you’re questioning how he ever managed. You swear that since you step foot in the base, he hasn’t stopped talking. Honestly you’re not sure how you haven’t been found out or caught yet.

“At this point, if we get caught, I’m blaming you.”

“We won’t get caught, y/n. Settle down.” Steve huffs, rolling his eyes in mock annoyance.

As soon as the words leave his lips, you hear a loud clang from somewhere behind you, although it could be in front of you as the hallway you’re currently in is awful echoey. 

Senses heightened, you find yourselves surveying the entirety of the hallway before even considering moving.

“Won’t get caught, huh? Say that again and I’ll try to believe you.” 

“Just stay alert. I’m not going to let you get caught, but that doesn’t mean anything if you don’t make it out of here.”

“Got it. Stay alive.” You quip, not able to keep your sarcasm at bay.

~.~

“Cap!” You shout as one of the bad guys sneak up on his backside.

You had managed to get through the hall, and even all the way to the basement laboratory before the two of you encountered hydra goons. 

It would have been fine, if you had paid attention when they first attacked you. Instead, you twisted your ankle and fell backwards when trying to dodge their advances because you hadn’t paid attention to the layout of the room. This meant that Steve had to help you up before helping himself, leaving him open to attack.

“Got it. Are you good?” He checks, glancing back at you as you get your footing, your ankle already screaming at you.

“Yep. I’ve got it. Let’s take care of them.” You reassure, ignoring the pain in your ankle as you ready yourself for combat.

Dodging an attack from some short, dark-haired hydra agent, you sweep your leg out to trip him, pinning him to the ground with a few simple jabs at certain pressure points.

You catch sight of Steve fighting off a handful of agents himself, but before you can even think of helping out you’re being cornered by two new agents.

It doesn’t take you too long to take them down, but as soon as they're taken care of there’s more advancing. 

You honestly can’t tell how long you’ve been fighting now. It doesn’t seem like it’s been that long, but time passes differently when you’re trying to survive.

In all honesty, you’re getting worn out, but you know that the second you let it fully take over your body will be the second you fall. That means that even though your muscles are burning and you’re hardly able to take a deep breath anymore, you keep pushing and fighting.

“Y/n, look out!” Steve shouts, spotting a stray agent getting ready to attack you.

You don’t register his words in time though as you get thrown back by the agent, hitting the wall with more force than you had expected. It’s not until he’s stalking towards you do you realize that he must have been another test subject of theirs - gaining super strength at the cost of his humanity.

You attempt to get up to fight back, but the combination of being tired and hitting the wall has your head spinning. As soon as you’re attempting to push yourself up, you’re stumbling down again and dozing off.

~.~

Coming to, the first thing you make out is the small room you’re in. You’re guessing it’s a hotel of some sort by the setup - a small table with a coffee maker, a single dresser with a TV set on top of it, and one sole full-sized bed. The second thing you notice is just how tired you still feel, along with the ache in your entire body.

You groan as you try to sit up, but as soon as you do you begin feeling lightheaded.

“Oh, you’re up. How are you feeling, y/n?” Steve asks as he comes into sight, carrying a couple bags in his hand.

“Sore...those hydra agents were relentless.” You groan, still attempting to push yourself up to a sitting position which is proving to be more difficult than it should be.

He catches you wince lightly, frowning as he sets the bags down on the table to help you.

“Let me help.” 

You sigh, nodding lightly as he carefully wraps an arm around your waist, giving you his other one to pull on.

“Thank you.” You murmur, resting your head against the wall as you shut your eyelids.

“Are you alright?”

“Yeah...yeah. Just a little lightheaded.”

He nods, pursing his lips in a frown, watching you take a few breaths to steady yourself.

“You hit that wall hard, after you had already hurt your ankle. I’m sure you’re going to be sore for a few days at least.” He tries to console. He may be good at pep talks, but he’s never been all that great at comforting people.

“Just get me some ibuprofen and I’ll be fine. When are we heading back?” You question, opening your eyes enough to look at him.

“Not for a day or two at the very least. You need to heal some before I’ll even think about getting us back.”

Before you can even register or question his words he’s continuing.

“You might just have a twisted ankle and some soreness here and there, but I doubt it. You’ve got a broken ankle and a concussion at least, on top of various bruises from fighting.”

“And how are you so sure?”

“I’ve seen broken bones and concussions on the battlefield enough times before to have a pretty good idea that you’ve got the same.” He deadpans, but cracks a smirk nevertheless when you roll your eyes.

“Alright Rogers, whatever you say.” 

“I’m really hoping those bags you were carrying contain food. I know for sure that I could eat.” You blatantly hint, drawing a chuckle from the blonde man.

~.~

You can’t stop the yawn that wants to escape your body. It’s been hours now since you woke up to Steve returning, and you are thoroughly exhausted.

Not that you’ve done anything to warrant such exhaustion - since he returned the two of you ate, he tended to your injuries, you both changed into lounge clothes he had picked up, and then watched some tv and chatted.

It’s certainly been nice, but it feels wrong all at the same time. Sure it’s been lovely having the entire evening to hang out with Steve, but you can’t help but feel like you should be doing something. If you’re not trying to get back to headquarters, then you should at least be trying to gather information on the hydra operations you’re trying to take down.

Instead, the two of you have just been laying around, talking and laughing. You’ve watched some rather boring tv before you found a movie that interested the both of you. You can't lie and say it's been torture, because in all reality, it's been more like heaven. 

You never really had a chance to get to know Steve aside from missions and running the Avengers. You had obviously heard stories from some of the other members, but you didn't really know him. 

You've always found him pretty attractive, but he was older than you - even ignoring the 70 year time period that he had been frozen. That, and he was your superior in a way. You knew that you would never have a chance no matter how much you hoped for one.

That's partly why you never got to know him. Sure, you've been dying to every day since you met the man, but you figured that the best way to keep from continually falling for him was to avoid any unnecessary socializing.

“Are you tired?” Steve asks softly, catching you yawning. 

He can’t help but admit to himself that it’s rather adorable seeing you so sleepy, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

“A little bit.” You admit, another yawn escaping your body as tears line your waterline.

“Get some rest then. It’s been a long day, y/n.” 

You nod lazily, carefully adjusting yourself to a more comfortable position. 

You hiss, wincing as you put just a bit too much pressure on your ankle and twisting your torso more than you should have. Immediately Steve is checking you over, trying to figure out what happened.

“What happened? Why are you wincing?” He asks, eyes bouncing all over your figure  - from your pained expression to how you're holding yourself tensely.

“I moved the wrong way.” You hiss, trying to breathe through the pain as tears brim your waterline.

“Where does it hurt?” He asks, features relaxing slightly. He had tried his best to tend to your injuries, but there’s only so much he can do here without the proper education or equipment.

“My ribs and ankle.” You sigh, gently relaxing yourself as you attempt to lay down in the bed more.

He nods, pulling the blankets back to grab ahold of your leg to prevent you from applying pressure to the ankle as you wiggle down into the mattress.

Once you’re settled, he helps you get your leg situated so you’re comfortable but the ankle won’t hurt. Then he pulls the blankets back up over your body, tucking you in with a little smile.

“Good night.” He murmurs, starting to walk away from the bed.

“Wait! Where are you going?” 

“Just to the chair over here.” He chuckles, pointing towards the piece of furniture as he watches you pout slightly.

“You’re not sleeping there, are you?”

“Yeah…?” 

He watches your frown deepen, wondering why you’d care. He didn’t want to spend too much on a room, which is why he just got a single. He had already planned on you taking the bed, not thinking it’d matter to you.

“No. That’s going to be so uncomfortable, Steve. You need a bed too.” You pout, watching him as he watches you, confusion plastered on his face.

“….but there’s only the one bed.”

“So? I don’t mind, and I mean, I-“ you stutter, warmth blossoming in your cheeks as he watches you with furrowed brows. 

“You….what?”

“I don’t want to be alone.” You mumble, watching as it finally clicks in his head that you want to share the bed with him.

He mouths a little ‘oh’ before smiling and making his way back over to the bed. You watch with bated breath as he pulls the sheets back again only to crawl in beside you.

“You okay?” He asks, smiling lightly at you, taking in how beautiful you are as he does so.

“Mhm. Are you?”

“I’m perfect. Now get some sleep, y/n.” He chuckles, pulling the blankets over himself.

You whine but nod nonetheless, situating yourself the tiniest bit before you’re closing your eyes, hyper aware of just how close Steve is next to you. If you were brave, all you needed to do was wiggle back about six inches and you’d be curled up in his side. As much as you’d like to, you figure it’s probably best to keep that little bit of space, opting instead to just try to fall asleep.

~.~

Steve groans lightly as something hits him in his sleep. Rubbing his eyes he looks around, frowning when he doesn’t find anything out of the ordinary.

He finds that he fell asleep to the tv playing, some irrelevant sitcom playing on the screen. Sighing lightly he goes to find the remote, finding that he can’t move.

Looking down, he can’t help the groggy smile that fills his face. Somehow in your sleep you had turned onto your other side from which you fell asleep on, entangling your legs with his while your arm was thrown over his stomach in a hug. He could feel his heart swell as he admired your sleeping form. 

There was no denying that you were attractive. He himself had been attracted to you since you first joined the Avengers. The sole reason he never made any moves was because he could tell you were trying to keep your distance from him. It hurt, but it’s not like it was the end of the world. He figured that you had your reasons for staying away and he wasn’t going to push it.

Now that your body is practically on top of him, though, he can’t help but wonder what the exact reason is for you keeping your distance. He’s tired of it in all honesty. He thought that maybe he could get over his little crush if you were going to stay distant, but his feelings have only grown tenfold.

He can’t walk into any common area of the compound without wondering if you’d be there or if you’d walk in. He’s constantly wondering if you’re thinking the same things of him. He’s always watching you whenever you’re in sight - including during battle, which isn’t the best thing to be doing, but he can’t help it.

“I’m going to take care of you, I promise.” He murmurs, going to press a kiss into your hairline.

“We’re going to get your ankle all fixed up and then I’ll make sure your concussion is getting better. I promised you that you wouldn’t get captured, and I’m promising you now that you’ll heal up just fine.” 

As he talks, he mindlessly plays with the ends of your hair, gently waking you in the process.

“I’ve never broken a promise to you before, and I’m not planning to now. I care for you too much to ever think about hurting you. God it killed me when you passed out. There were still so many hydra agents and I-I just couldn’t let them hurt you. I think I blacked out myself, honestly” he rambles, chuckling lightly, not noticing that your breaths are deeper against his chest.

“I remember watching you pass out and worrying that they’d hurt you while you were out, and then, I don’t know. It’s like I woke up and all the hydra agents were taken care of.”

“All I knew was I had to make sure you were safe. We may not be close, but god do I wish we were. I get that you have your reasons for wanting to keep your distance, but I can’t keep pretending that I don’t have feelings for you. I just wish I could say that to you awake…”

You can feel him sigh, and you can tell he’s frowning without even looking at his face. You can’t help but smile lightly, a small blush covering your cheeks as you bury your head into his chest slightly.

“You’re awake, aren’t you?” He mumbled after a moment.

You nod lightly, gently lifting your head to look at him as he chuckles and shakes his head, his hand rubbing at his temples.

“I have feelings for you too, Steve. That’s why I put distance between us. I-I didn’t think I had a chance….” You admit, looking away from him as you continue your thoughts.

“I thought that having some distance between us would help me stop falling for you.” You chuckle.

“Did it?”

“Not at all.” You laugh, blushing wildly as you look up to him to find a large smile on his face.

“Good.”

With a smile he leans down, capturing your lips with his in a near mind blowing kiss. Years of pining and hidden feelings are finally brought forth, and it’s more than you could have ever dreamed. You swear it felt like fireworks were going off throughout your body - your stomach twisting, your heart racing, and every nerve hyper aware of his touch.

Pulling away you can’t help but giggle, giddy off of his touch. He smiles, tucking some hair behind your ear before pressing kisses all over your face.

“I really like you, y/n.”

“I really like you too, Steve. I’m glad that you were there to make sure I was okay.” You giggle, pressing one last soft kiss to his lips before settling back into bed beside him. 

Making sure that the tv is off, Steve wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you into his body so there’s not an inch of skin without yours upon it. Of course he makes sure you’re comfortable first and that you’re not hurting anywhere. As soon as he’s sure that you’re okay, he presses another kiss to your hairline, whispering sweet words and promises to you as you drift off to sleep once again.

As he feels your breaths become shallower, he can’t help the content smile on his lips. Playing with your hair as you sleep, he drifts off for the night with you.

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HI HELLO I WOULD LIKE TO EXPRESS MY LOVE AND ADMIRATION FOR U AND BOW DOWN TO UR CREATIVE WRITING GENIUS AND GODLINESS IN AN EXTREMELY LONG ASK

i would also like to say, “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGJJGSLJJSKDJJJFJKSDFJSJFJSODJFDFJ”

that was live footage of me reading wrong number asshole bECAUSE THAT SERIES WAS JUST SO ❗️❗️❗️DAMN ❗️❗️❗️GOOD❗️❗️

Everything. the nervous and overthinking reader. bakugo being a major douchebag tsundere. wingman kirishima. the GOD-TIER HUMOR. THE POP ROCKS!!!!!! EVERYTHING WAS ABSOLUTELY SPECTACULAR.

I’ll be honest, when i realized it was part smau i was like ehhhh i dont rly know BUT U BLEW MY EXPECTATIONS COMPLETELY OUT OF THE WATER. you ... YOU are such a RARE tumblr gem and i say that bc there are only a few select people who have the ✨quality✨ of writing that you do. And I’m a very picky reader, so that’s saying something. I really, REALLY loved the way u portray bakugo. Because he’s more than just an angry Pomeranian, he also has his own insecurities and things that he genuinely really cares about. And i think it just goes to show how good of a writer you are because i can tell you really did a deep character analysis of him and it was anything but superficial.

i read wrong number for the first time back in may and was secretly reading it during math class AND SO many hours of sleep were lost over this but it was 100% worth it 😁😁😁

at the end of pretty much every chapter was me just screaming into my pillow in the darkness of my room at like 2 am. i also just recently reread it and OH MY GOD i forgot how funny the first few parts are. Also !!! The way i fRICKIN RELATE TO Y/N JESUS CHRIST I FELT EVERYTHING IN MY SOUL

here are some of my favorite lines from the series:

“But I also think you tend to fixate on reasons to leave instead of looking for reasons to stay.”

Yeahhhhh, when i read this for the first time I literally said oof. out loud. because that’s literally me. This line just,,, hit me yk.

It was an insecurity of yours, always believing that you had to be the one in the wrong. That the only reason someone could ever be upset was because you made them that way.

YEAH REMEMBER HOW I SAID I RELATED TO Y/N. YEAH. IT”S THIS.

Instead of him, it was just you- alone and waiting and etched with a ugly tattoo you should’ve never expected to guarantee forever.

ok so i rly like this line partly because again, i relate, but also just the WORDS. UGHHH that last part “you should’ve never expected to guarantee forever’ STOP EYE-

It’s strange- the way your heart seems to be breaking entirely and rebuilding itself completely all at the same time. It’s a wave crashing against your ribs- pushing and pulling and tumbling and pushing and pulling and turning and twisting and- calming when you look at his face. When you look at the way his hair sits and the way his jaw slopes and the way his eyes meet yours. It’s death and completetion and rebirth and red, red wildfire.

It’s your old life scorching and curling and burning up. And it’s your new, better, warmer life rising from the ashes.

AAAAAAASKDFJSDKLFJDS THE IMAGERY THE RHYTHM OH MY GOODNESS THE TALENT

Something in his eyes seems so tiny and small and unsure at your words, and it breaks your heart. There aren’t enough words in the world for all you want to say in that moment, so you just take his head in your hands, kiss him with every bit of care and concern you hold for him.

When you pull back, he won’t look at you, his cheeks gone nearly as red as his vulnerable eyes. His shoulders shake, and he takes a deep breath, turning his head to place a tiny little kiss into the palm of your hand. He doesn’t say anything, but the tiny action communicates almost everything you need to know.

PLS BC I AM VERY TOUCHSTARVED SO JUST THE IDEA OF BAKUGO KISSING MY PALM AAAAHHHHHHHH

Bakugou fights it, going rigid and stiff and resitant at first. He hardly looks at you, just barely, but you catch his gaze and nod. It’s all it takes before he’s allowing himself to sink into you, his arms pulling you closer.

It’s hesitancy, than acceptance and than desperation, and suddenly he’s holding you so tightly, clutching at you like you’re gonna fade. Like you’ll slip through his calloused fingers. It makes you ache. Sends volts of throbbing pain through your chest that have you squeezing him tighter.

It makes you want to sob- the way he seemed so resistant to softness despite being so obviously starved for it. You wondered if anyone else had stuck around this long; if anyone else had noticed just how desperate he was for someone to finally hear him.

again. THE IMAGERY. JUST SEEING HIM SLOWLY MELT INTO A HUG AND THEN SQUEEZE YOU AS TIGHT AS HUMANLY POSSIBLE AAAAAAAAA SOMEONE GIVE THIS TOUCHSTARVED BOI A KISS ON THE FOREHEAD oh wait y/n already did that ahaha

The completion you’d felt from this kiss far surpassed the charged kisses from earlier. This was kissing him just because you could, because you wanted to, and you were sure this was heaven- at least, as close to heaven as any one human should ever be allowed to get.

It felt like flying, like hurtling above the earth and surging through the clouds. Like you were Icarus and you breached the atmosphere to soar against the surface of the sun. His hands fell to the base of your spine, pressing you firmly against him, and suddenly you knew. Knew it for sure, in your bones like it’d always been carved in there-you might’ve been Icarus, but he’d never let you fall. You would get to blister and scorch and burn for as long as you’d wanted but your wax would never melt. There was no fear when falling with him. Falling for him.

You pull away, but you don’t go too far. Don’t think you could separate even if you tried. Katsuki was an addiction, a powerful, potent thing and the only salve for that itch in your skin was being close to him. As close as you could possibly manage.

NOT THE ICARUS METAPHOR PLS ARE U TRYING TO MAKE ME FALL EVEN MORE IN LOVE WITH THIS SERIES EYE- ONCE AGAIN UR WRITING TALENT BLOWS ME AWAY

“Good.” He mumbles juvenilely, looking anywhere to avoid your eyes. “Die then. Fuckin’ burn, you witch.”

I remember the first time i read this i FRICKIN DIED OMG IT WAS SO FUNNY i was crying at like 3 am

Grabbing his chin, you pulled him in, guiding until his lips met yours. You felt him smile as you kissed him, and you realized you were wrong. That first real kiss might’ve been nice; but it wasn’t heaven- itwas only the gateway to paradise. But this? This was the real Elysium.

His body moved against yours, so close and warm and pliant. He was letting you set the pace, without resistance or force or argument for the very first time. There had been a lot of past kisses, you had hardly been able to keep yourself off of him, but none of them had never felt like this before. He’d never trusted you like this before. You got to be the one taking and taking and taking where’d you spent so long giving.

It was consummation. Finality. Your perfect ending.

*SCREAMS*

AGAIN WITH THE GREEK MYTHOLOGY THIS REALLY IS THE PERFECT FIC ON GOD

i’ll have u know that this is my Official Designated Comfort Fic (insert trademark symbol).

THANK YOU. YOU ARE A WRITING GOD. I BOW DOWN TO YOUR GREATNESS. Also sorry for this extremely long ask and the overwhelming use of caps lock

have u ever,, have u ever read something that brings literal tears to ur eyes. that brings so much serotonin that its almost criminal

bc this, this ask is everything for me. u rllY SAID THAT MY FIC IS UR DESIGNATED COMFORT FIC?? THATS MY FAVORITE THING ANYONE HAS EVER SAID TO ME

YOU HAVE FAVORITE LINES?? FROM SOMETHING I WROTE??? DO U- I literally cannot even begin to describe how much this means to me.

@ur-local-reality-shifter , i adore u my lovely

#this ask brought me back to life #ive literally been down with covid for the last 4 months #but i think this just cured me #revitalized #rebirthed #rejuvenated #incredible #tysm for this ask #i have never felt more pleasantly warm in my entire life

[emiefaunwrites]

I’m also gonna be a little mean today haha! Since Taka has a fear of the dentist, then those silly dreams most kids had of all their teeth falling out would be freaking nightmares to Taka! Maybe they could be a little more nightmarish depending on how big his fear is (the dentist in his nightmares would be psychotic and possibly chase Taka around with dental tools to attack him with). It would definitely be something Taka could laugh about later down the line, but it wouldn’t be so funny the moment after he’s had that dream. And bc Leon is a good boyfriend, he takes it seriously and comforts Taka.

Ooooh people's are in a mean mood today. I LOVES IT. Yes, lets pick on Taka some more with his fear of the dentist.

Didn't realise it would be such a thing. I've created a monster. I love it!

Oh yeah. Trigger warnings for dental related nightmares (so avoid if you're scared of dentists!!)

Hope this is what you're after! Thank you for the ask!!

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• Taka hasn't had dental related nightmares for years.

• Unsurprisingly, they started after his traumatic childhood experience and stopped a few months later.

• And though he inevitable has small nightmares here and there of things like Leon leaving him or of spiders and such, he doesn't have really bad ones anymore.

• Cue the dental trips.

• Right after his visit with Leon, Taka's sleep isn't quite as easy.

• He dreams of all his teeth falling out in class and everyone laughing at him, Leon telling him he shouldn't have behaved so badly in the dental chair.

• He dreams of being stuck in the dental chair, tied down with no one to help him no matter how hard he screams.

• He dreams of getting so numb that he can't swallow and starts choking.

• All of these dreams leave him freaking out in the night, having to go calm himself down in the garden for a bit so as no to wake Leon.

• But there's one dream that's worse than the rest.

• He dreams that Leon is a demonic dentist that rips out all his teeth with no anaesthetic, laughing manically while Mondo and Chi hold him down and he can't scream because there's water in his throat and...and...and...

• Leon is woken to a horrendous scream and freaks out, thinking they're under attack.

• Taka is sobbing hysterically, pulling away from Leon's comforting touches because he's still partly in dreamland.

• 'What happened?! Are you hurt?! Talk to me, baby!'

• It takes a few moments for Taka to realise he's awake, that Leon is NOT an evil dentist, that he's safe at home and no one is going to hurt him.

• And he collapses into Leon's arms, spluttering out what happened into Leon's shoulder.

• Leon is no stranger to nightmares and even though most would expect him not to take this seriously, he very much does.

• And so he pulls Taka closer, running one hand up and down his back and tangling the other into Taka's hair. Softly offering words of comfort into his ear., rocking them gently back and forth.

• 'Shh, shh. It's alright.'

• 'A-and then y-y-you p-pulled another one...'

• 'I know, I know.'

• 'I-it h-h-hurt so b-bad!'

• 'I know, baby. It's all over now. Leon's here.'

• A lot of crying, snot and hiccups later, Taka eventually calms down and lets Leon dry his face as he pouts.

• He isn't at all used to it being this way around - what with Leon being the (unexpectedly) more emotional of the two of them.

• So he feels really embarrassed of his behaviour now he's woken up and has a clear head.

• But Leon, the absolute sweetheart that he is, just smiles warmly at him and cups his face lovingly, even though Taka refuses to meet his gaze.

• 'Better?'

• Nod of a head in response.

• 'Sleepy?'

• Shake of a head in response.

• 'Okay. Shall I make us a hot chocolate? With whippy cream and marshmallows?'

• Taka doesn't respond verbally, but Leon knows too well the meaning behind the nip of teeth on his palm.

• 'Come on then. Let's go.'

• A hot chocolate, a bunch of whipped cream and a whole bag of marshmallows later, Taka eventally folds his body into Leon's for a hug and mumbles a thanks into his neck.

• And they spend the rest of the night cuddled on the sofa, Taka in Leon's arms, before they fall asleep until late morning.

#kiyotaka ishimaru #leon kuwata #ishileon #ask request #yaysof11037 #tw: dentist #tw: nightmares

[sloppyplanetary]

slight nsfw part

alright i usually dont go for aged up maxvid but i cant stop thinking about max pining for David every summer but not saying anything, and he doesn't know that david returns his feelings but also isnt saying anything because of how bad he feels, and they do this stupid dance every year.

max gets older like around 16 and sneaks alcohol into the camp through nurf and drinks some and bursts into davids room and tells david everything and davids almost having a panic attack bc he doesnt want to confront his own feelings but max somehow convinces him to take a drink, and then it just keeps going and max isnt actually as drunk as david thinks he is and theyre both tipsy and loose lipped and end up spending the night together talking and making out and end up rutting against each other amd they wake up in the morning tangled up together and maxs hoodie is off

they have to talk about what happened the night before but gwen bangs on davids door telling him to wake up and max jumps out of the window, they avoid each other for three days, partly because camp gets really busy somehow and partly because they both are dreading talking about it for different reasons, and max is particularly snappy and cruel to everyone who approaches him and david is getting even less sleep and it shows, until finally gwen snaps and goes i dont know what the fuck is going on with ya two but yr going to go work it out, ill watch camp.

#might fuck around and turn this into a oneshot idk #maxvid #camp camp #rick.txt

[cynicalrainbows]

TNBT headcanons as promised!

 Kitty gets written as being very shy and quiet and sweet and polite in TNBT because she’s always seen through the eyes of Cathy who she’s shy of. When she’s just at home though, Kitty is more of a normal four year old which means incredibly annoying on occasion. Case in point, she learns the Ten In The Bed song at Reception and sings it/hums it all afternoon. All cute and adorable- and then she and Anne get put to bed (they share the guest bed when they sleep at Jane’s) and she’s singing it quietly to herself in the dark except this time she just freakin’ rolls Anne out of the bed without warning. Because that’s how the SONG goes! (Anne is not pleased.)

In this fic, the LiW exist as Bessie (Italian, like Terri diMarco and queen of tattoos, also like Terri diMarco, except she’s nine so they’re the sort done with biro), Maggie (younger sibling of Tom Wyatt who thinks he’s absolutely IT because he won a kids poetry competition, and who also has a big and annoying child-crush on Anne. Maggie herself is Kitty’s age and in her class at school.) and Joan and Maria. I STILL haven’t decided how I want Joan and Maria to fit in tis universe...

To mirror irl Jayne Rochford being partly responsible for Katherine Howards liason with Culpepper and being beheaded for it, I’ve decided TNBT Jayne Rochford is going to get Kitty into trouble somehow. No, I haven’t decided how. But she’ll be a bitch about it.

Anna makes up stuff about Germany all the time because she knows that everyone will believe her. Like, not just to other kids: she’ll tell teachers she didn’t do her homework because of some national festival or something, and they believe her for a while because she’s an excellent poker faced liar. Mostly though she uses her powers for good- she’ll insist that something someone else is being blamed for was either her fault or an unpreventable accident to save them from trouble, or she’ll take the blame for a thing with the excuse that she didn;t understand instructions bc she’s still learning English.

Anne’s parents just cannot decide how to treat Anna and her parents- she’s normally the sort they’d avoid but they’re also cool and European and so maybe worth sucking up to? 

I can’t decide what I prefer- Anne’s parents not being invited to Anne and Cathy’s wedding because Anne has cut them off OR she just goes low contact so they DO get invited (and they’re a bit sniffy about it, so they make very clear that they’re going as a real show of love and not because they approve or anything, and they tell Anne they won’t pay for it unless she abides by their requests and demands, and Anne happily tells them not to worry. They don’t show any interest in the wedding before it happens- but when they ARE there, listening to Anne and Cathy joke about all the ways they DIY’d the wedding and baout all the people that helped, when they see them thanking Jane for helping embroider the otter on Cathy’s dress and the dragon on Anne’s jacket, when it’s Catalina standing up to give the ‘father of the bride speech’ (Jane was invited to do a speech too but she was way too shy so she just says a few very heartfelt words and hands over to Catalina who does a speech about both girls), when they get a thank you but it’s of the shortest sort (Mary gets a MUCH more heartfelt thank you from Anne) and when they realise they know basically no one there....they do feel a sort of pang when they realise that actually they’ve missed out on so much and rather than moulding their daughter to what they wanted, she’s got a whole life and family that doesn’t include them. Oh and Kitty is the bridesmaid and her hair is freshly pink for the occasion!

#six #six the musical #six the musical headcanons #the next best thing