#IM SO TIRED AND WARM /NEG

[tragedyuri]

my friend knowing im aro therefore thinking that anyone im interested in is only bc i wanna fuck them is hilarious actually

#brie speaks #i have never known black and white mentality my entire life #i yearn at volumes unknown to mankind do not try me #anyways im running on like 3 hours of sleep and the pretty girl in the office might like girls so if i say anything stupid i can blame that #like she has said ‘gay’ at least 15 times in the hour ive sat with her while we wait for the others #also why did she know lynnmanda . straight people dont know lynnmanda saw franchise #IM SO TIRED AND WARM /NEG #I HAVE AN EVENT TODAY

[strawberrymatchawhore]

baby

summary- babying your "tough" hubby rafe.. maybe some freakydeakyness at the end

note- this is the complete opposite of the rafe ive been writing about LMAOOO.. this man is SO BAD help me

it was 2am and you were in your bedroom scrolling on your phone, a random netflix show playing in the background. you've been waiting for your husband to get home for hours, being the wife to the chief of police did have its negatives. this was one of them.

you heard footsteps walking up the stairs and immediately turned off your phone, throwing the covers over yourself you pretend to be asleep. the door opens and you feel the weight of the bed shift.

"hey baby. sorry for getting home so late" rafe says giving your forehead a kiss, you jokingly ignore him.

"c'mon now i know youre awake.. get up and hold me." he begged tiredly, you couldnt help but giggle at how desperate he sounded.

"fine." you mumbled into the sheets but stayed in your position, he hugs you putting all of his weight on your body.

"okay okayy, i got it. now get off me you fatty." you whined, pushing his large frame off of you. you leaned against the bed frame and opened your arms, the both of you adjusting to a more comfortable position. which was the both of you propped up against a pillow.

"im so tired." he yawns into your chest, you played with his hair as the both of you stayed in silence.

"i know you are, you need a day off. youve been working too hard." validating him, his hand plays with the ribbon of your pajama shorts.

"see? youre still in your uniform, youre gonna make the bed dirty." you patted his back and drew circles on it.

"what, you want me take it off? if you wanted to see me naked you couldve asked sweetheart." he looked up at you and smirked. you glared at him, lightly slapping his arm.

"not what i meant.." you blushed.

"youre so cute you know that rafey, honestly when i look at you i just want to eat you." you confessed and massaged his temples, his face nuzzles into your chest even further. clearly he was blushing as well.

"i dont know how i got so lucky, im so glad i have a such a beautiful boy in my life. everything about you is just perfect." you cooed admiring his sculpted face, the way his plump lips curled into a smile.

"stopppp" he whined. you couldnt help but pull out your phone and take a picture. because if you didnt, who wouldve believe that your 6'2 husband loved to be babied like this? not like you were going to show anyone, its just for your eyes only. you wanted to cherish this moment forever.

"did you just take a picture?"

"let me see it." he shot up and reached for your phone. you put your phone under your pillow and laid on it, making sure he wasnt able to grab it. the two of you started play fighting.

"nooo please, you look so cute. let me keep it!!" you laughed, he started to tickle you. and you slowly started to fall off the bed. your legs wrapped around his waist and dragged him down, if you were gonna fall he was going to come down with you.

the laughing coming from you both died down and you looked up at him, what a funny position. you both were on the floor and he was in between your legs hovering over you.

rafe leaned downed and passionately kissed your lips, his hand starts to play with your shorts. you eventually pull away and slap his hand.

"nuh uh. go shower first. you stink." you got up to your feet then helped your boyfriend get up as well. you looked up at rafe with your head tilted, what was this man plotting?

"not unless you join me.. you cant say no" he quickly said and grabbed you by the waist. hoisting you over his shoulder and carrying you to the master bathroom.

"ahhh! rafe stop!!" you busted out laughing, kicking your feet as he practically dragged you to the shower. he put you down and turned on the warm water, it poured over you both. you furrowed your eyebrows.

"great now my clothes are all wet." you pouted crossing your arms over your now soaked tank top.

"more reason to take it off... lift your arms f'me"

#rafe cameron x reader #rafe fanfiction #rafe outer banks #rafe x y/n #obx fanfiction #outer banks #rafe cameron #rafe cameron imagine #obx #rafe smut #rafe cameron blurb #rafe cameron prompt #rafe cameron concepts #rafe cameron headcanons #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron obx #outerbanks blurb #husband!rafe

[jukedy]

geto the type of guy to take care of your hair first, his second

geto the type of guy to cook for you frequently (nothing beats cooking with you though)

geto the type of guy to buy matching aprons because he finds joy in the things you both have in common

geto the type of guy who's favourite way of cuddling with you is him holding you close to his chest

geto the type of guy to steal your hair elastics even though he has his own

geto the type of guy to read to you often because moments like these make him feel like the only person in your world

geto the type of guy to spoon feed you if you're on your phone lots and forget to eat

geto the type of guy to move you aside by your waist and aahjshsh

geto the type of guy who'd try braiding your and his hair together and ended up getting stuck to you because of a few knots made by him

geto the type of guy to have your favourite orders from different places saved on his notes app

geto the type of guy who'd be great at comforting you, like actually, this man will always be there for you

geto the type of guy to listen to you the way he wishes he was listened to back then

geto the type of guy who wouldn't mind swallowing every inch of negativity in your body if it meant for your happiness

geto the type of guy who loves tracing shapes on your lower back

geto the type of guy who can't afford to lose you at all, he feels overwhelmed by sadness whenever you fight

geto the type of guy who'd look at you with desperate want and longing in his eyes during arguments

geto the type of guy to playfully flick your forehead whenever you're being annoying

geto the type of guy to lay you on his lap if you're feeling tired (liar he just wants you)

geto the type of guy who'd see you in a brighter light than how you see him

geto also the type of guy to think about you as his savior of some sort, the one who appeared for him during his state of misery

geto the type of guy who wouldn't care how late it is, if you send him a text that you can't sleep he's coming over and making you a warm drink

geto the type of guy to purposely play horror movies with you so you can crawl in his embrace if you're getting scared

geto the type of guy to hold your hair for you whenever you're eating ahgddjs

geto the type of guy to place his hands on the corners of cabinets/cupboards if you're reaching for something

geto the type of guy to slightly squeeze your arm whenever you're not willing to get up

geto the type of guy to make one of those one year anniversary video with a bunch of pictures put together

geto the type of guy to introduce you to mimiko and nanako as their mom augh

geto the type of guy to never come back home empty handed, whether you'll get a cute mug or a single plucked daisy, always expect something

geto the type of guy to bring a bunch of blankets outside (and you ofcourse) to stargaze

geto the type of guy to watch a tutorial of something until he can do it better than you and you'll have to start asking him to do it for you

geto the type of guy who insists on washing your hair whenever you're taking a bath so you can relax

geto the type of guy to receive a cute message from you and gets all giddy for a good 15 minutes

geto the type of guy to link pinkies with you when you're outside

geto is that guy

A/N: it's literally 02:59 AM but geto is making me feel so unwell rn🤕 dont forget to smash that request button pls im not creative🙏🙏

#suguru geto #geto #geto x reader #suguru geto x reader #suguru x reader #geto suguru #jjk geto #jujutsu geto #getou suguru x reader #getou suguru #jujustu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jjk #jjk suguru

[vantaesfairie]

𝔭𝔦𝔠𝔨 𝔞 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔡 : 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔡𝔬 𝔭𝔢𝔬𝔭𝔩𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔨 𝔬𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔬𝔬𝔪

atlty’s tarot readings: art commissions, paid readings, spell ritual comms open!

choose a pile below:

pile 1, green eyed cat:

when you leave the room, people think that you’re just really tired and stressed. it’s like you carry a black cloud with you. you look tired and you feel tired emotionally. people can see that you’ve been fighting. with yourself / with others, depends on your personal situation. they can see that you’re a passionate and high energy individual usually but am using that energy in different negative ways. the vibe im picking up on is aries energy and rainy days. it seems like you’ve been stabbed in the back and just drained of positive energy. keep in mind this is just how they see you when you leave. they feel empathy for you and wish you the best though, your ambitions will stay true to you and things will be alright soon. 

message for you: it’s all gonna be ok one day stop overthinking it and stay calm

pile 2, white cat:

when you leave the room, people think that you’re an intellectually strong person. you’ve got fresh ideas and strategies in your mind, you’re a smart person. you seem kind of quiet to others, the vibe i’m getting is white roses and air signs. emotionally healing, comforting, hopeful. they feel like you’re going through something though, and you’d rather just stay in and be with yourself and your own energy. people think you’re an introverted mini extrovert. they feel subconsciously that you seem to be burdened with something, stressed, and just want to take a mental break. you do have a certain aura about you that makes you look beautiful, but in a luna lovegood way if you know what i mean? also, you seem like a great debater when situations arise.  

message for you: take a break and please sleep and rest more 

pile 3, black cat: 

when you leave the room, people think that you give off heavy family energy in a good way pile 3. people see you as someone who is very caring, kind, and emotional. heavy ‘mommy’ energy too 👀👀. some may like your curves / chest especially, you look physically warm if you know what i’m saying. they think that you relate well with nature and have a grounded vibe with you. empathetic, and a sensitive person. they sense that you are a poetic and romantic person in love. for me i’m getting the vibes of like pisces sign and baby’s breath bouquets. someone who likes to take care of people but regrettably neglects themselves sometimes (eg. self care, mental health care). someone who always gives gives gives but doesn’t give back to themselves. 

message for you: do that self care buy that skincare product and start doing art

i hope you enjoyed this pac! please consider purchasing a paid reading by sliding into my dms. reblog and share if possible! i’d love to know if this resonates to you. thank you so much! 

#tarotblr #witchblr #divination #astrology #masterlist #reader #spellcraft #candles #tarot #pac #pick a card #pile #intuition #intuitive #readings #free #small business #commissions #paid #open #spiritual #manifestation #witchcraft

[lilquokka04]

Vaseline

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-warnings- subby Innie, kinda aftercare, mommy used for reader, upset Jeongin 🥲

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"You're gonna wipe it off."

You tell him, trying to push him away as you do your night time skin care routine.

"Just one?" He tries to bargain.

"It looks so soft. Please?"

Jeongin pouts and places his chin on your shoulder, hoping to convince you with his cute face if nothing else.

You glance at his face in the mirror but quickly shrug him off, tired of always giving into him.

"Let me finish washing my face and I'll join you in bed."

He lets out a whine but walks out of the bathroom, stomping his way to your bed and practically flopping onto it from the sound the bed makes.

You roll your eyes as a grin makes its way onto your face. You finish drying off your face and walk into the bedroom to see Jeongin sitting with his arms wrapped around your pillow and a cute glare/pout across his face.

"Jeongin. Can I have my pillow back so I can go to bed?"

He shakes his head and lets out a hmph, tightening his arms around the pillow.

You release a sigh but can't help the smile that pulls at your lips at how badly he wants a kiss from you. You climb onto the bed and sit in front of him.

He thinks you're going to take the pillow from him so he turns his body away from you, protecting it and hiding his pout that is quickly dissolving into a frown.

"Baby." You reach out to cup his cheek but he turns his head and cuts you off.

"I just wanted a kiss!" You can hear the sadness behind his voice, making you frown.

"Why won't mommy give me a kiss?"

He lowers his voice as he buries his face in your pillow, tightly squeezing it.

"Was I a bad boy? Did I do something wrong earlier?"

You finally understand what's upsetting him and quickly try to shut down his negative thoughts. You gently pull his chin up and cradle his face in your hands.

"You never did anything wrong Innie. Im not punishing you baby. I just didn't want the vaseline to come off."

He frowns up at you as he sniffs, trying to see if you're being honest with him. You wipe a tear from his cheek and give him a soft peck to the lips, showing him that you aren't upset with him.

His cheeks warm as he wipes the other cheek with his sleeve, his pout making another appearance.

"More." He cutely demands, bringing a smile back to your face.

Greedy baby...

#Soft for innie #🤧 #Pouty baby needs his kisses😤 #Hes been growing on me lately #skz reactions #skzimagines #sub skz #jeongin imagines #Sub jeongin #Jeongin fluff #Skz fluff #softskzhours #LilQuokka

[quanticq]

Hey Q! Sorry for bothering you, but for some reason I can no longer find any of your tik tok accounts 😭 Did they get deleted or something?

Hi this is Q! I’m coming out of the woodwork to address this, since I did went radio silent out of the blue so it’s not a bother at all

The short answer is Yes, I deleted my tiktok

Yes delete not deactivate, I’m not coming back to That app or IG or Twt, I deleted my socials except here and YouTube, I honestly felt so overwhelmed with everything, I realized I’m not even posting for myself anymore there. A lots of people crossed my boundaries time and time again I felt so helpless, bitter with myself. I guess I was just overwhelmed with the attention I got; both positive and negatives ones.

Im done and I want to start over so that’s why I’m here and on YouTube, I already posted some of these on my community tab on YT but here’s what I have in mind for the future of the content I want to create: more detail under the cut, and also;

CW: very brief mention of spiraling, harm inflict oneself or others, paranoia, etc

•Long-form content: my attention span is a bit messed up from consuming and making short-form content to the point where I can’t focus in university. I want to create something meaningful. It’s not that my previous content was not meaningful, no. I had fun and no time is wasted when I have fun, it was warm… but as I mentioned earlier, I just felt this lingering bitterness the longer I stayed making those short-form content. It really felt like I was on the verge of losing it. Especially with how the bigger following I have the less people think of me as a person than just another content creator you see on the internet,

I want to create long-form content, I’m so tired of forcing myself to generate 15 second content. On tiktok it just feels like I’m just creating and not really connecting. I want to try something new, maybe create an open space for meaningful discussion in the comments. I don’t think I can stand another copy-paste tiktok comment anymore. You know what I meant if you’re frequent on that app.

•Art Content with Commentary: and don’t worry this won’t be those petty artist drama issue, but I will still cover anything serious

it could be love letters or video essays ranging from fan fictions, fandom culture, the art scene and so much more. I may even share a bit of my personal life, this will be self indulgent after all! I want to make it fun for myself and as well to those who comes across my channel. I really REALLY want to create a genuine following.

On tiktok it’s so easy to gain following but not so easy to retain them, it’s mostly because of the algorithm and the FYP feature there.

On Tiktok most content that would get featured as an artist there would be creative work has to be either; more than exceptional which is pressuring enough already to consistent posters, straight up suggestive content shown to minors (tiktok doesn’t really have a blocked keywords feature but it’s so disheartening to see these creators intentionally not using the sensitive warning since it could limit their reach significantly) oh yes we can’t forget the negativity surrounding beginner artists or “art lore”

All of this cesspool of negativity, it’s a whole can of worms but it will be one of my prominent topics that I wish to discuss in my future art commentaries. I hope you guys are looking forward to those! I might bring in a few people or so to talk about it with me

and finally;

•Streaming: I used to do a lot of streams during the weekends on the clock app and it was super fun! I want to bring that back but that would have to wait since I’m unfamiliar with some features on YouTube, and I’m aware that YT does not have a discoverable feature for stream but that’s alright, I want to start something small first.

In short; I’ll figure it out! just need some baby steps before I start streaming again.

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I apologize for deleting everything out of the blue, if I’m gonna be honest it was partially planned because I’ve been thinking about deleting my tiktok, twitter and Instagram for a while now but how it happened? In my breakdown I realized that I don’t want anyone to see me spiral, especially now that I realized how young my audience are, I’m not sure how that happened but I guess posting fandom contents does attract the young ones somehow inevitably, even though my content is nowhere near as suggestive, but I do talk about serious topics from time to time… but I digress, its not fair for them to deal with me if they see me spiral publicly,

it is especially not fair to them to console me. When I was younger than 14, I’ve been in a position where I have to talk down someone who was older, maybe 4-5 years older than me, from harming themselves or anyone, it was traumatizing and unpleasant. I don’t wish for anyone to go through that, it’s very painful.

It’s been… hard for me to ground myself. Ive been seeing things through a kaleidoscope of emotions; I was trying to focus on everything but it’s just too overwhelming so eventually I cracked. But please don’t worry I’ve been doing better now, after some time away from my online persona, and of course spending time with my beloved girlfriend, I see things much more clearly now.

Thank you to anyone who read this and much so appreciate those who understand where I’m coming from

Also now that I think of it can my stuff be considered as lost media now? Amazing! But please don’t be sad the fun I had was genuine!

Thank you again to those who genuinely enjoyed my content on tiktok but it’s time for me to try my hand at something new, I will still be dwelling in my creative headspace just.. away from public for now,

if you’re looking forward for my future post, make sure to check out my YouTube! I still have a lot I need to cook hehe, this is one of the few!

More post soon, Bye bye! -Q

#vent #mental health #mentions of unhealthy habits #I’m not sure how to tag these but I’ll try my best! #social media #q myers #tiktok #burnt out #creative fatigue #sorry for the rant #rant #content creator #art community

[goofy-guy-dj]

you know what im tired of the negativity with everything i like im gonna make positive posts about them instead

first up:

Boyfriends Webtoon

i love this comic man. sometimes i don’t t feel like reading a super unique artistic piece with a super detailed and meaningful story, i just want something to keep my mind off the depressing news. i don’t understand all the hate so heres some of my fave things about it.

simple plot and simple characters - its so easy to understand everyone and super refreshing from convoluted stories. i don’t have to think hard about anything and i still get the full story. sure it relies on tropes but all stories have tropes. its a writing tool not the end of the world

great art - the art may not be the new van gogh or mona lisa but thats a good thing. its super easy on the eyes and gives the happy carefree vibes i definitely need after a long day. i have issues recognising things and have a colour sensitivity and this comic is one if the few i have no issues with

its comforting - sometimes people forget that what they don’t like isn’t universal. i like this comic. its like a warm blanket during a depressing day. it might bot be for you but it doesn’t give an excuse to hate ppl who like it. don’t like, don’t read

its silly - its a slice of life about 4 boyfriends navigating their polyam relationship. what else would it be. the characters may not feel real but thats ok cuz its a story. its not real and it doesn’t have to be real.

their relationship is adorable - they do seem to love eachother and is probably the healthiest gay polyam relationship i’ve seen in a while. too much of media is about how hard polyam relationships are and mostly straight ones too. its nice to see something i can relate to

just let ppl enjoy what they like. fight with me in the notes idc

#dj rambles #boyfriends comic #boyfriends webcomic #boyfriends webtoon #long post #positivity post

[eunoiaaaivy]

you're enough.

tw: breakdown, angst, hurt with comfort, a bit of cyber-bullying and bad comments (not from kags).

a/n: purely self-indulgent, hihi.

the sounds of crying resonates through the dimly-lit condo as you heave up and down. you couldn't breathe properly, the sadness consumed you in a way you never wanted. haven't you given enough?

a hand, a very warm hand at the small of your back coos you gently. kageyama didn't mind at all, he felt at frantic no matter how gentle his touch was.

kageyama wasn't good with this, he was awkward. but seeing you breakdown like this hurts him so bad, he could hear his heart shattering as your sobs became more louder.

each sob resonating the wall break his heart, the weight of the world was on your shoulders yet he can't figure out how to fix this. how to remove it from your shoulders.

this burnt out state you're in- this mess you were in, was so valid. yet the way you shook uncontrollably made his mind feel a bit haywired, short circuiting while it tried to comfort you.

"haven't i given enough, tobio? im so exhausted, so tired yet i can't even feel enough." you sobbed out to his chest, chin on top of your head as kageyama's hand continues to soothe you out.

"who said that love? you've done more than enough- you're enough. your feelings are valid. i know you're sad and im sorry for not knowing how to comfort you...but im always here for you." kageyama said in an awkward voice, but panicked quickly as you sobbed more on to his chest.

"i don't deserve you tobio! you shouldn't have a girlfriend who's sobbing because of other people's mean comments!" you wailed out more as you clutched his shirt. it hurts to know that you received so much hate, so much pressure from his fans.

"hey, who said that? what matters is i love you...and that i have you." the blue eyed adult whispered out in a bit of aggression, angry to whoever said that to you.

"but you could've done better you know? you could've found someone better, prettier and just perfect for you." you muttered out in a hurt tone, a clear indicator you were on the edge.

"and i did, because i have you. you're enough for me, im sorry for the way my fans treat you. i'll ask help from the pr to help us fix this. you don't have to pressure yourself." he whispers out quietly, breath stammering with the way this pressure was so...consuming and negative.

a kiss to your forehead, and long words he doesn't drag out outside of the corridors comfort you. sniffles turning in to laughter and a small smile replacing the frown you once had.

kageyama had to put a stop on to this. and so he did. the team posted a message, a text for privacy and respect. it may hurt, but doesn't his fans want him to be happy?

the bullying came to a stop as kageyama became more private on all his socials, pictures of fits and after-games with his teammates. what they don't know is that his other private account was filled with his everyday life- pictures of the both of you. from dates to gifts to just pictures of yourself.

kageyama stares at his phone, the picture of you wearing one of the biggest smiles he has seen after a few months. it makes his heart beam with pride as he gets to call you mrs. kageyama now, a big grin showing up on his face as he sees the wedding ring on your ring finger once he plopped his phone down on the bed.

you really were enough for him.

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagine #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #hq headcanons #kageyama loml <3 #kageyama tobio #kageyama angst #kageyama x you #kageyama x reader #kageyama tobio x you #kageyama tobio x reader #tobiokageyama #hq tobio #tobio kageyama #tobio kageyama x reader

[merajsblog]

there is like negative 5 obi writings on this mf app. here is my take. let's pretend shirayuki has her own 2 knights, like zen, and you happen to be one. there's already an established relationship between you two.

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late nights comes with a soft breeze. sitting in your window, you watch the night sky sparkle, and the city dim as citizens go to bed. shirayuki had gone to bed already and you were left trying to sleep. the night gave you space to breathe, and time to relax.

"the moon is beautiful, isn't it?" you heard a voice next to you ask. you recognized it immediately. you turned your head to the side, resting your chin on your hand.

"well hello pretty boy." you cooed out. obi let out a soft laugh and moved closer to you, jumping off the balcony bars. "did you climb the tree to get up here?" you asked raising an eyebrow. he smirked, "what if I did?". you rolled your eyes. "doors exist you know."

he pouted. "well that's no fun." he inched closer to you. you both stood side by side and watched the sky. there was much comfort in each other. you rested your head on his shoulder. you murmured to each other how your day was. he turned slowly and headed inside.

"are you heading to bed soon, love?" he asked while plopping himself down on your bed. you sighed slowly, still taking in the night sky. "yes, in a minute, why?" you asked. "no reason." he said flatly. you rolled your eyes and turned around to face him and came face first with his chest. "come to bed now." he said. he startled you with how quietly and quickly he approached you. you smiled softly. "okay, okay i'm coming." he gave you a quick smile and kissed your forehead softly while grabbing your hand. as you both got into bed together it was intimate. it didn't always have to be sexual, but it was always close. there was a sense of comfort and safety you found in each other's arms. it was something no one else could give.

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it was bound to happen. obi always fell asleep first. he slept peacefully and quietly, (if he snored you would have killed him...) and looked like a beauty while sleeping. you two were facing each other, and he had his arm around your waist. you two were practically nose to nose, and you could feel his exhale on your lips. you had sleeping problems, and this was nothing new to you or him. it was hard sleeping when your guilt and fear kept you up. there was nothing waiting for you on the dreaming side except horror. obi had taken notice of how tired you were and your bags under your eyes. he knew better than to just ask, so instead he opted to be with you. it gave you comfort to know he was there. he would make stupid jokes about chasing the bad dreams away, and how he would protect you from them. it was endearing.

"how long are you going to keep staring at me." he said, his eyes still closed. flustered, you backed up a bit. "i wasn't staring i was just...um.." he opened one eye with a mischievous smile. "im just teasing." he said as you smiled. he pulled you in closer, where your head was under his chin, and his arms were wrapped around your head. you wrapped yours slowly around his chest. he cared for you in a way that made you feel warm. you felt loved, like you deserved. like you both deserved.

#obi #snow white with red hair x reader #snow white with red hair #obi x reader

[girasollake]

lust | steve harrington

gif not mine

pairing: steve harrington x afab!fem!reader

summary: the reader is insecure and steve wants to make her feel better about her body

warnings: sex, 18+, insecurities, negative self talk, oral (f) receiving, fingering, protected sex, vanilla

type: smut, minors dni:)

a/n: i feel like this sucks idk, im sorry guys i tried lol

word count: about 2 k

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That day was particularly hot in Hawkins, she wanted to stay home but her boyfriend Steve and her best friend Robin insisted on going to the local pool. (Y/n) didn’t like that idea, she desperately tried to come up with some silly excuse but she failed which resulted in her being stuck there for most of the day. She was laying on the sunbed, her eyes focused on the book she was reading. Even though it was hot she didn’t take off her oversized shirt, she knew Steve has seen her naked a lot but this was different. There were girls here, much smaller than her, much thinner, with less cellulite, less stretch marks and less chub. She was scared he would compare her to those girls and then leave her in the process. Usually around Steve and her friends she had been pretty confident but when there is someone next to her to whom she can compare herself, it’s hard to feel beautiful.

“Babe, you sure you don’t want to take a swim? It would cool you down.” Said Steve sitting on the sunbed next to her.

“Yeah, I’m fine here.” She gave him a small smile.

The water was dripping down from every inch of his body because he just got out of the pool. (Y/n) loved this sight, she always loved to look at him, that was until she saw a group of girls their age looking their way and whispering. Yeah, Steve is hot, it’s probably why they are looking. But next to that thought she also had one that maybe they are looking at her and laughing that someone like that is dating a handsome boy like him.

“How much longer are we going to be here?” (Y/n) turned to Robin who was also after a swim.

“I don’t know, maybe like one more hour?”

“Cool.” She replied and then after they went to the pool again she sighed deeply.

Soft wind was caressing her cheeks which were warm from all the heat. She really wanted to take off that stupid shirt but everything around her screamed that it’s going to end terribly. After a while she closed her book and her eyes started looking for Steve who she found with the girls from earlier. They were talking, in the pool.

It’s nothing. They are just talking. It’s not like one of them is going to steal your man. Don’t be a jealous girlfriend.

It wasn’t really the fact that she was jealous of him. She was jealous of these girls and she was scared that just because she doesn’t look like them, he will get tired of her and realise his mistake of asking her out in the first place. But this wasn’t like Steve. She knew he would jump in front of a car to safe her, give her a shining star if he could. The only thing that sabotaged her thoughts was her brain and the insecurities scripted within. Finally, she saw her boyfriend getting out of the pool and going her way.

“Okay I think we can go now, Robin wants to stay a while longer but she said we can go. She also has some stuff to do later so I was wondering if maybe you’d want to go to my place?”

“Yeah, sure, sounds nice.” She quickly got up and started to pack her things.

The whole ride to his home was rather pleasant, Steve was constantly joking because he tried to put a smile on (Y/n)’s face which was definitely working. When she was with him she usually forgot about her insecurities. He was making her feel so free, so loved, so cared for. And when there was a third person with them or more, she always went back to her shell.

“Baby can you wait for me while I take a shower?” He asked softly and tucked her hair behind her ear. “Or maybe you’d like to join me?” A small smirk formed on his lips.

“No, um, I’m fine.”

“Is everything okay? We can talk if you want to?” He grabbed her hand and kissed it. “Come on, we’ll talk.”

He was still holding her hand while he guided her to his room.

“I’ve noticed you were a bit off today at the pool. Did something happen while I was swimming or something?”

“It’s nothing Steve, just my own thoughts..”

“What do you mean?”

“You wouldn’t understand.” She sighed and buried her face in her hands.

“Then help me understand baby.” He took her hands in his so that she would look him in the eyes.

“I’m so sick and tired of seeing all these pretty girls gushing over you, they are making me feel so worthless…” She looked away from him. “It’s just that I am so happy with you and I’m scared that…that one day you’ll see me the way I see myself and you’ll leave me for someone better, someone prettier and skinnier.”

“Hey, listen to me.” He gently placed his fingers under her chin and turned her head towards him. “I only want you. You make me the happiest man in the whole fucking world, do you understand?” She slowly nodded her head. “I would never even think of being with someone else, only you matter to me, only you can have a place in my heart, no one else.”

“Steve, but..”

“No. I told you to listen. You are the most gorgeous girl I have ever laid my eyes on. I am aware of your insecurities but trust me that they are beautiful to me. I don’t even know why are you insecure in the first place, you have no idea how crazy I am for you and how my heart skips a beat every time I see you. You are mine and I am yours, nothing and no one is ever going to change that.”

She was still looking into his eyes, hers were a bit glossy. She felt like she didn’t deserve him, she didn’t deserve his love and acceptance. He slowly got closer to her, his hand was resting on the back of her neck slowly pushing her towards him. Steve connected their lips in a passionate, sloppy kiss.

“And now I’m going to show you how much I love you.” He whispered, his lips travelling from her lips towards her ear. “Okay, baby?”

“Mhm..”

She was lost in his touch, his hands gripped her waist pulling her more onto the middle of the bed. While Steve hovered over her he was placing gentle kisses on her neck.

“So beautiful.” He whispered and started pulling up her shirt.

He placed his lips on her stomach, kissing every part of it. Every now and then he would whisper some compliments to show her how big is the love he has for her. He took of her shirt, hands softly caressing her breasts still covered with a bra. He started sucking on the spot under her collarbone where she had a soft spot, silent moans started escaping her mouth. Meanwhile he also pulled her body up and unclasped her bra. One of his hands wandered to one of her breasts, lips attaching to the other. She threw her head back, fully accepting his touch and giving herself to him. His hips were attached to her own grinding slowly.

“M-more, Steve…” She whispered.

“Shh, I’m the one in charge here. You are just supposed to lay down and be pretty.” He said while removing her shorts.

He was painfully slow. She knew he wanted to make her feel better about her body but she needed him so bad. There was also this feeling coming back that she didn’t feel her insecurities with him. It was hard for her to focus on the compliments but she tried her best. Steve started playing with the hem of her panties, his fingers brushing the skin underneath them. He was still kissing her all over, but they were not kisses filled with playfulness, they were filled with lust and love he had for her. The feeling was addictive, her whole body felt as if it was on fire.

“Steve please, do something.”

“I am.” He said, lips now attached to her thighs.

This was fun, seeing her all whiney and wet for him. He enjoyed the view and the fact that she was melting under his touch. He finally removed her panties, hands caressing her hips and thighs.

“You have no idea what you do to me every day (Y/n).” He said pushing himself up to hover over her. “Every day when I don’t have you in my arms feels like torture. You are the drug I cannot live without.” He attached his lips to her soft spot again, his hand finally touching her wetness.

A loud moan escaped her lips, she could finally feel some type of relief.

“I’m kinda..s-starting to believe.. mm..you might l-like m-me.” She laughed softly.

Steve chuckled and connected their lips in a messy kiss, his fingers slowly entered (Y/n) which made her moan right into his mouth.

“Fuck.” He whispered and started pumping his fingers a bit faster.

Steve broke the kiss and went down on her, his fingers still. Then when he was finally laying comfortably he started moving his fingers again, his mouth attaching to her clit sucking softly.

“Oh my.. Steve!”

He was sucking more confidently now, his tongue sometimes making circles around it, fingers still pumping.

“Whose pretty girl are you (Y/n)?” He asked, lips leaving her core.

“Y-yours..”

“I didn’t hear you, darling.”

“Yours! S-Steve…”

He stopped his movements earning a whine from her.

“Why did you stop?! I was almost there.”

“Whose pretty girl are you? Give me the whole sentence, (Y/n).” He resumed his previous actions which made forming a sentence a struggle for the girl.

“I’m.. shit.. your p-pretty girl… Steve.”

“Oh yes you are.”

He sped up, his tongue now flicking her sensitive bud of nerves. Her breath started to become more deep and slow. She was still moaning softly and suddenly the loudest moan escaped her lips. Steve felt her walls clench around his fingers, her legs started squeezing so he kept them in place with his other hand. Steve didn’t mind the fact that she had had just come, he was still doing the same thing.

“S-Stevie, stop, stop..”

Well, he could, but that was not the safe word. She was a moaning mess, overstimulated and tired.

“Steve I need.. y-you.”

“What was that?”

“Please Steve, fuck me.”

He got up from the bed quickly undressing himself. He put on the condom from his drawer and joined (Y/n) in the bed again. The kiss they shared at that moment was filled with love and sheer bliss. (Y/n) needed to feel him inside, the feeling of emptiness was bothering her a lot. He positioned himself at her entrance and while connecting their lips, he pushed inside. They both gasped into each other’s mouths. Hot breaths mixing together. Steve’s movements were soft, he knew that this will not be long, he was already at the verge of cumming but he wanted, he needed to please his girl. He stopped for a moment and then went in stronger, hitting (Y/n)’s  cervix. She gasped loudly, his movements faster than before. Her eyes started rolling backwards, hands gripping the sheets. Steve was moaning into her ear which would sent her over the edge rather quickly.

“I love you.” He mouthed and placed a soft kiss on her ear.

“I love you.” She answered moving her head to catch him in a kiss. “Steve, I’m..”

“I know baby, I know.” He kept the same pace, one of his hands went between their bodies to start making circles on her clit.

“J-just like that.” She breathed.

She was overstimulated, the second orgasm approached her quickly.

“Fuck!” She yelled, her body going slightly numb.

Steve came right after her, he was proud of himself for lasting long enough to make her cum a second time. He pulled out his member and collapsed on (Y/n).

“Now you believe me?” He asked.

“Huh?”

“Do you believe me that I think you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on?”

“Yeah.. sorta…” She smirked.

“I can do all of this every day if you need me to.” He whispered. “It’s a pleasure.”

“You don’t have to, but you can if you want to.”

“I want to. More than anything.” He said while planting a kiss on her lips and then snuggling his face into her neck.

She was his, and he was hers.

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[starmaiden777]

.....im tired

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Makes me think that there are so many better ways to spread your message then shocking people in a public space and causing a panic... and getting yourself arrested. Of course sometimes there isnt a choice... but this isnt one of those cases.

This group needs to stop. There are so many more better ways to promote your cause.... that being said it's white activism at it's finest. But it only proves to infuriate me more rather than support these people.

This kind of activism only inspires copycats, and people looking for a thrill, or people who actually wish to cause actual harm to things within the public eye, specifically things that are well loved or spoken or documented of.

And even if these pieces are replicas put out to protect the originals... this is such a waste of passion that could be redirected in other ways. The museums have already gone to lengths to keep their collections safe... they don't need protesters using them as their focal point. I said it once and i will say it again. Im so tired of people using the shock factor to get their way.

Especially with the digital age and promoting your voice on platforms bigger than yourself. It has been proven that having a positive impact will far outpace a negative impact with charities and organizations. But no. Once again, important topics and environmental emergencies are just written down to shock and awe.

I'll say this now, of course I care about the cause. I have little care for the organizations who keep doing this however. Yeah sure they hit where the money seems to be going... but are you really going to put it down to oil and oil paints? Really? How ingenious. Note the heavy sarcasm there.

I can't help but feel that this is just the excuse private collectors look for with art. They will argue that these pieces arent as safe as they could be in private collections. Which is bullshit because while a fair amount of people do tend to take care of private collections, they will just as often face neglect and destruction.

That's aside from the fact that they would be ON PRIVATE display. Unavailable to the public. Museums are for the purpose of public enjoyment and education. Not to mention inspiration. And before you say, well I could just look the painting up on the internet, yeah you could, but have you actually gone to a museum and compared a digital photo to a physical work of art?

You don't get the detail. You don't get the understanding of just what strokes were put to canvas or wood. There is something different of the clarity, and the vibrance, and rhe depth of color that you just can't quite capture on film without some form of enhancement.

You won't quite understand the time and effort and life that was put into the mastery behind these pieces of art.

So many masters pieces have been lost throughout the annals of time, likely never to be seen again.

We are VERY fortunate to have funders support their local or favorite museums. Fortunate to have passionate people who dedicate their life's work to preserving the quality of the art and restoring it if needs be.

These are masters pieces that are rich in history and time. And now it's not enough for regular museum security to do their jobs and protect and keep the reputations of these museums. Idk if theyre getting bought off or just... whatever... Personally I would rather keep a more optimistic view of people, especially when it is likely they have this job to put food on their table and keep themselves warm. But it happens. And now security will tighten, which means regulations will tighten, which means more restrictions from a public museum, which means a restriction on entertainment and education, which when you think about it, we all know who will get hit first from that.

So yeah. I support the idea of shutting down big polluting oil rigs. And i would gladly support these orgs if they weren't already shady as hell. But like said before. White privelaged stupid activism. There are so many better ways to promote yourself. Especially in the digital age.

Im just glad that they werent permanently damaged, because there has been so much history of intentional damage and theft in the art community. And then people come in boasting how they are experts in their field and ruin a piece further. Sorry... i was one of the people who actually cared about my art history class in high school.

Feel free to add anything below. And correct me if I am wrong. But if you do, please, be kind to other people. I don't want wars waging in my comments. I doubt this will circulate much but... here's to wishful thinking.

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[maybenotmei]

how would malleus, Leona and Azul deal with their crush baking things some nights and the next day, crush leaves the boys some every single time wrapped up in a box tightly so they will stay fresh? What if they baked some mini buns shaped like lions, dragons or Octopuses/fish as well for once?

hi requestor, was just wondering if youre asking for my thoughts or if u want more arranged headcanons for your requests ^^ i'll do the former for this one, because i think it's cute, really! tell me if you want more arranged hcs though, and if this format is ok for your other azul request too!..... you're feeding into my interest for azul,,,,,,,,,,,

(though there may not be that much of a difference aside from layout...) THANK U BTW TO BUCKETOFFORKS FOR HELPING OUT W MALLEUS !!!!

ft. azul ashengrotto, malleus draconia, leona kingscholar

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for azul, i think he'd be pretty intrigued at first. maybe because he'd see you consult jade about something, head to the kitchen, and go back carrying a small lunch box back to your dorm. it's pretty late at night, so it would make him wonder.

he doesn't wonder anymore after seeing the same lunchbox at his desk the next day, though.

this was the first occurrence of him getting something like this (and azul wakes up fairly early so he doesn't know how you were able to place this here secretly) and after piecing things together he... got flustered

oh my god if you actually confirm you made that cute octopus bun and that batch of rice and octodogs then he would feel extremely indebted to you and he's unsure how to pay back

also he probably would feel hesitant to eat it because it's 1. so cute (cute enough for him to take a picture, and keep it. that's rare for him) 2. most likely made by you .... he eats it anyway and my god it tastes so good?

the next day when he sees you again baking something and then that thing showing up on his desk again? you're just doing too much now— he feels like he's wallowing in debt from how much you're spoiling him with this food (do not take this negatively, he loves how your food tastes)

if you confirm it was you... then he's already thinking of ways to pay you back as quick as possible. don't insist he takes it for free he insists he does something for you as well

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for leona, ....okay listen i don't know much aside from the fact he will eat it without hesitation if he knows it's from you

...what? your cooking is better than the cafeteria's. that's a pretty big compliment because people were fighting for that sandwich in the cafeteria, you know?

he would ask you when he first sees you at night in the kitchen, ask you stuff like "what are you doing here?" but wouldn't push the topic because he is tired and it is 10 in the evening. he would remember the lunch box on the counter though

and well, when that same lunch box arrived at his nightstand warm and fresh despite it being made hours ago, he... appreciated it?! i'm sure he has the guts to ask you to make more, since he's assuming you made it (damn, good guess...!) but not right now

your lion-shaped bread tasted the best though.

ruggie's thankful he doesn't have to fight for his life in the cafeteria anymore thanks to the secret person....

requestor im sorry i barely know anything about leona 😭

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you... gave malleus food?

wow, i'm.... uh... honestly he doesn't know how to react either. like sudden food in his place? sounds nice, i wonder who did this (he probably knows you did it because you weren't slick with leaving the lounge wrapping something up at 10pm)

he would show up to the lounge holding the bunch of food because he wants to show it to the rest. lilia and silver would probably have a look at it and sebek is panicking very loudly because what if it's poisoned and malleus consumes it and suddenly he had failed to protect the young ma-

oh. he's fine. he took a bite. he liked it. it's not burnt at the bottom, and it's very well-baked. the dragon-shaped bread had some vanilla filling, which was nice.

the same thing repeats every day, though. you bake something, leave it at malleus's room (how did you even get inside?) or by the lounge addressed to him, the rest are in awe, sebek is worried, malleus enjoys it. you're... secretly thankful

when he does find out it was you who made it...

"child of man(?), did you make the bread? thank you 🙂" (he wishes you'd make some more)

okay this was difficult 😢 i'm not super familiar w malleus so im sorry :,,,,)

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[darl1ngd3ar3st]

some nsfw headcanons or whateva

sleepy sex with (seperate) murdoc and 2d <33

It's almost 5am and I just woke up lmao /neg

gender neutral ig

2d

- very cute

- like ,,,,,,, he yawns n says "love are you horny" because I guess you're not good at hiding it or something BAHAHAHA

- if his suspicions are correct then he'll go "mm same"

- if he's awake enough to get his eyes open he forces himself to sit up and pull you on top of him

- or like he'll get on top of u and start grinding on u and kissing ur neck ,,,,,,,

- very gentle bcuz he's sleepy :o(

- if ur on top then just ease him into it since he just woke up and too much at a time is overwhelming

- nooo I'm not slipping in my headcanon that he's autistic wydm........ /j

- either way he's normally quieter when he's sleepy

- hums, groans, some soft whimpers, etc

- whispers stuff like "mmh, f-feels good..." and "I love you so much"

- too tired for aftercare, sorry

- either way there will be jizz to clean up in the morning

- if he's not awake enough to get his eyes open just jerk him off or something

- cockwarming would be fine either way!! he likes going all the way but if he's too tired then that's always an option he's okay with <33

Murdoc

- he grumbles a bit when he wakes up in the middle of the night raging horny

- "hnnghdrrrgdghh"

- makes weird murdoc noises

- he'll ask if you're horny

- if you are he kisses and bites your neck a bunch

- he gets super handsy 😦😦

- he's more sensitive when he's sleepy so take this opportunity to dom him!!

- pin him down or some shit idk but just get on top of him and make him a sleepy whiny mess

- cockwarming bcuz his old man bones will snap in half if he tries to do some complex position before he wakes up for the day

- but I mean! he'll go all the way in missionary!!

- snuggles while cockwarming <33333

- the most aftercare ur gonna get is him helping u get ur pants on and messing with your hair

- very warm cuddles afterwards

- lots of kisses

- whimpers a lot regardless of who's on top

wake up in the morning raging hornyyyy..... horny in the morninggggg.... im horny in the morning and my nerves are nearly gone /lyr

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[ace-of-gay]

Whatever works than im in

Bucky x reader

Hurt and comfort kinda but its not emotions hurt entirely

1048 words

Warnings: no pronouns, chronic pain, negative thoughts of ones self but bucky fixes it kinda, nudity but in the way of bathing and puting on lotion

No weight, shape, gender, age or skin types mentioned

Dont like it? Dont read it, you are responsible for your media consumption especially when theres highlighted warnings

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Every day was different for how much pain you were in, where that pain was located, how you could move and situate yourself to feel the least amount of pain. Standing some days was absolutely sickening, your body wanting to give out constantly and yet to the world all of this and even more is seen as an invisible disability. how is something so 'invisible' if it shows in how you walk, how your body flushes or your eyes go distant, you can see it happening so how come its ignored.

After so long you became used to ignoring it at the face of others, that doesn't mean it stopped you just learned to cover up your grimace or pauses with a stoic shell.

When Bucky came around you had willed yourself not to use any of your mobility aids around him but that wasn’t able to last forever, it took him a little bit of time to realize you were always in pain somewhere, from than forward he made it out to take it easy but still treat you as an independent adult.

Bucky learned early on that you knew almost every way to twist your body to relieve tension and pop joints like a chiropractor with spot on accuracy, however pain cant always be alleviated by twisting and bending and shifting your body.

Pain meds were deemed useless to your body, some days all you could do was lay under a weighted blanket and warm the aching parts with a heating pad, obviously staying hydrated and sleeping to hopefully alleviate the throb in your head.

Today had been extra painful to both your body and your mind.

You had to be slower and more aware of your movements, it made you feel a sense of worthlessness, like you don’t amount to much at all compared to people your age, everyone with a set career, a family, a house and some still in college but here you are barely able to do the laundry without shedding a tear of agony, it made you feel like a failure.

When Bucky got home he noticed first that the apartment had been tidied, clothes that had been on the table in the laundry basket were now elsewhere presumably put away, the dishes were done, he than noticed you nowhere to be seen in the entry area, living room or kitchen.

Walking through the apartment he heard the soft low him of music playing from the bathroom, knocking on the door and waiting for permission to enter.

Once granted he open the door stepping into the low-lit warm room to you relaxing in the bath, leaning back to keep as much or your achingly tired body submerged, crouching down to sit on his haunches he brushes you hair out of your face.

A smile upon his cheeks and eyes as sweet and beautiful as aquamarine, like waters in Greece on a sunny day especially now in the low-lit room where the shadows that cast still form a beautiful warm depth that you could soak in for as long as you could look at him, behind his eyes is a mind full of love and admiration to extent you wouldn't be able to comprehend, this man is head over heels for you and your mind just wont let you believe it.

Placing a kiss to your forehead and than your lips he asks you how your day was.

He had been unaware of the startled jump to your day, the construction beginning earlier than normal ripping you from your sleep, waking up dizzy and your bones not having enough rest from the night yet it had set a low note for the day however it had ended early due to the storm rolling in he now understood that you had most definitely outdone yourself today.

Finished with your bat he helps you up and lets you use him to stable yourself, wrapping up in a towel and going to take a step, a motion stopped when your vision flashes and falls black for a moment loosing all feeling and than its back, although normal its scary to both of you sometimes.

he helps you off to the room getting you to sit down upon the bed so he can grab you comfy pajamas consisting of his clothing and setting it to the side he grabs the lotion off the dresser for you.

"Do you want me to do this for you doll?", you shake your head "no its okay Bucky I’ve got it, I don't want to intrude on anything you still want or need to do" you smile pumping lotion into your hands rubbing it into your arms.

"you do not intrude on anything my love, you are perfectly fine and i genuinely want to help" he counters, convincing you to relax and let him take care of you.

He massages the lotion into your skin making sure to check in with you before continuing on with your legs after finishing your back.

Once done with lotion he helps you into pajamas getting you settled into the center of the bed, changing quickly and joining you after making sure you had what you need.

Cuddled up you cant get enough deep pressure from your weighted blanket so you fold it one over adding the surrounding weight onto the pressure weight yet still not enough to help.

Normally one would assume with pain comes needing softer lighter things but sometimes deep pressure is what comes in handy between the weight and the warmth its like being encompassed in a soothing depth.

"Hey uh Bucky?" You mutter out in mild anxiety for the question you plan to ask

"Yes dove?"

"This is going to sound strange but can you please lay somewhat on top of me? Like not all the way just some, i really need deep pressu" he interrupt’s your rambling

"If you feel it will help than id be happy to"

Shifting to cuddle how you asked, his right arm across your stomach his head on your left shoulder resting his gaze upwards at you, pulling the weighted blanket unfolded over the both of you, it may not have alleviated everything but it did soothe the mind letting you fall asleep

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This is self indulgent, and im sorry its late, i haven't felt good and been very busy🧡🧡

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[hypersonic04]

i wasnt the person to request angst but i had a teacher!ross angst/fluff idea — it's matter of whether or not i can explain it well enough 💀

ngl it's probably more fluff than angst but anyways... i'm thinking you had quite a difficult time in secondary school with boys + romance specifically, maybe trusting the wrong people and being at the butt end of teenage stupidity (been there ✊😔). usually you can look past this when you're doing your job, you love the kids and you love teaching, but sometimes the school setting and the air of romance between you and ross (im thinking this is pre-relationship, yearning/hard crushing kinda thing), whilst wholesome and precious, also fills you with unwanted dread and anxiety. it's the visual and energetic combination of romance and school that trigger that feeling, i suppose. i think you're scared of repeating past mistakes, being hurt again, despite the idea of teenage heartbreak being impossible at this point. could you fashion something up? maybe ross realises something is up and comforts you about it, what would he do or say etc. or maybe, to dial up the angst, you distance yourself from him a bit, upsetting him, a lot of tension and whatnot, but then you confront these feelings and bad memories together, remake new, better ones — it's your call, i don't mind the direction you take this. either way, this would be very healing for me icl. ANYWAYS LOVE YOU, YOU'RE MY FAV PERSON ON HERE XOXO

I totally get what you mean.

I think you were quiet at school, so when you went to uni and got your first boyfriend, you were a bit naive, and the heartbreak hit you hard (speaking from experience? me? never.). Anyways, like you said, the whole ‘having a crush at work/school’ thing puts you very on edge, and you can’t help but feel negative about it sometimes.

One specific scenario comes to mind. You and Ross had spent the morning together, both of you having free periods, so you go to the school library and find some materials and books for your lessons. It’s very cute, very flirty - he shows you one book in particular, your heads very close together, and then him walking you back to your classroom after. You’re sat in your classroom that afternoon, feeling a bit like a teenager with a crush (which alone gives you a bit of anxiety), but you’re pulled out of the lovesick bubble by the sound of laughter from the hallway. Like the blurb from the other night where new guy was flirting with you, I think it’s the other way around this time - one of your colleagues is just a bit too friendly with Ross, always bringing him up in conversations and making a beeline for him whenever she can. You poke your head out of your classroom to see them both stood together - her manicured hand is on his arm, and she’s looking up at him exactly the same way you look at him, her blue eyes sparkly and blonde hair flicked over one shoulder. He’s looking at her with a grin, nodding along as she tells him something. You swallow heavily and immediately retreat back to your classroom, clearing your throat and attempting to get back to teaching. You feel so silly. It’s just like uni all over again - feeling naive and thinking that someone like Ross could ever possibly be interested in you. Anxiety surges your chest as you wonder whether he thinks you’re silly, whether he thinks you’re throwing yourself at him (of course he doesn’t, this is you we’re talking about. He thinks you’re incredible, you could say anything and he’d take it as gospel.). You’re sat at your desk, eyes stinging a little and feeling really disappointed. You’re scared that you were wrong about everything.

I definitely think Ross notices when you start distancing yourself from him. You pass each other in the hallway later that day, and rather than giving him the warm smile you normally give him, you just kind of purse your lips and make your way past him hastily. He finds it strange, but puts it down to you being tired, maybe? The days pass, and you’ve declined lunch with him, as well as a lift home, so he’s starting to get a bit concerned now. Obviously, he was super jealous when new guy was flirting with you a few weeks ago, so he’s worried that maybe it’s that again. You’re both crushing on each other so hard, and you’re both so worried that things aren’t going to work out for the two of you, that you end up miscommunicating. He’s distanced from you, you’re assuming that he’s seeing blondie, and you’re both in a bit of a state lol.

I think there’s an evening maybe a week later or so when it’s the two of you left in the building. You’re like ‘oh, sorry, I didn’t realise anyone else was still here.’, smiling at him and averting your eyes from him as you stand in the staff room, washing your mug in the sink. It’s a bit awkward between the two of you as he stands there, hands in his pockets, unable to take his eyes off you for some reason. ‘How’ve you been?’ he asks, clearing his throat. You look at him a bit surprised, realising it’s actually been over a week since you’ve properly spoken - ‘uh, yeah, I’m okay. how’re you?’ - and he says he’s been alright too. You’re liars, both of you. A conversation comes up where she’s mentioned, maybe a staff night out or something, and you’re like ‘yeah, she said you’d be going together, or something.’, feeling a lump in your throat as the words leave your mouth. He frowns immediately, shaking his head a little - ‘uh, no. I don’t think so. I’m not sure why she said that, we’ve not really spoken about it.’. You can’t look at him because you’re just so sad about the whole thing. His heart breaks when the cogs start turning in his mind, piecing it all together.

“We’re not a thing, you know?”

He kind of just says it. He knows it’s a bit of a big thing to say, assuming that you’d care, but the relief that visibly washes over your face makes his stomach flutter. He knows you’re not with new guy (because he outright asked him earlier, it was killing him), so he wonders whether maybe this is a bit of understanding between you both.

“Oh, yeah, I mean-“ you stutter a bit. It’s silent between the two of you until he suggests that you go together (cue Christmas part blurb, one of my favourites, here!), and you cannot fight the smile on your face.

#ross macdonald #the 1975 #1975 band #fanfic #matty healy #adam hann #george daniel #matty the 1975 #asks #teacher ross

[delusional-mishaps]

Yandere bad skele bois hc?

no error in this one because im tired of this being in my inbox and dont wanna hurt my brain too much </3

⚠️ put under the cut due to dark themes such as: kidnapping, torture, manipulation, hypnotism/brainwashing, physical violence/abuse, emotional abuse, murder, typical yandere themes. let me know if it needs any other warnings!

also!! slightly suggestive content but nothing explicit! mostly just underwear snatching BAHBAHX

Grimm:

possessive

he first saw you one time while he was causing general pain/terror/misery in some au to feed. he was instantly smitten and your fear was delicious

he would then visit you nightly. watching you sleep, making sure you're safe all the while invading your dreams with sickening images that always left you shaken when you'd wake up

it's a long time before he reveals himself to you. and you are terrified. you remembered him from the day he had first seen you, how he would mercilessly hurt others, all the while seeming absolutely gleeful. it... bothered you, to say the least. even without his doing, you had nightmares for weeks after, afraid he'd return and you'd be killed by his hand

he decided to take you then. out of your au, to his castle. locked away in a lavish room. it was nice but you were horrified. you couldn't leave. you couldn't sleep. you weren't safe, that monster had you in his grasp and could do whatever he wanted to do to you—!!

he'd never hurt you. physically. he'd manipulate you to hell and back, play with your emotions as the guardian of negativity tends to do, but never would he lay his hand on you. he hardly enjoys the fear on your face every time you see him, even though the taste almost makes him drool.

eventually, he does get tired of this terror you hold for him. why can't you just love him like he loves you? you know he'd do anything for you, right? why can't you just see that? you were meant to be together! stop being so hard to get.

you can't even pretend to warm up to him due to his ability to feel your emotions. you'd try, just so he won't lash out at you, but the lying makes everything worse. you were chained up in a literal dungeon for a week. not only were you alone, but you weren't given any food or water, either.

he's harsh in his punishments because it's the only way you will learn, it is not? he doesn't like liars, and he won't accept his prisoner partner lying straight to his face. you must understand it hurts him just as much as it hurts you to punish you :(

he pretends nothing happened when you're released from the dungeon after such instances. you're locked back up in your pretty room where he'll visit you, all saccharine words and soft touches.

it's scary how different he can be, how cold he could be one instant only to be showering you in affections the next. it leaves you with whiplash

slowly, you find you... actually like being around him. he's so nice to you all the time, he treats you so well, he loves you, he's brainwashing you he gets you anything you want. why were you ever afraid of him? he's only doing this to keep you safe.

yes, he does manipulate your emotions. he can suck all that fear out of you until you're left feeling like an empty husk. and then, when you're most docile, looking into his pretty eye as it fluctuates, expanding and shrinking, forming into pretty shapes—

that's when he truly gets you. it's easy, from there, to rewrite your memories, your feelings for him. it's easy to make you love him.

and you do! you'd do anything for your king, the one who saved you. he didn't save you, he took you. you're not safe. you don't love him. why can't you express that? the anger, the fear? you don't want to be around him, you don't like it here, you don't like him, why can't you control your own body?

you're his. forever and ever.

Aero:

he's very obsessive. prefers watching you from afar, while you're unaware of his presence.

possibly the biggest stalker out of anyone else. he'd spend his whole day following you if he could.

will not hesitate to steal from you. it started out as smaller things you probably won't miss, a small piece of jewellery you never really wore, a bandage from your trash can after you accidentally cut your finger while cooking. but he'll quickly get bolder. your toothbrush has gone missing countless times, to the point you'd be buying another four pack every time you went shopping. your favourite underwear, straight out of your dirty hamper. etcetera, etcetera

he also will not hesitate to cut anyone out of your life he so wishes. he'll... get rid of anyone, as irrelevant to you as a stranger on the street who looked at you a second too long to your family and closest friends.

you're left extremely paranoid. constantly checking over your shoulder, jumping at the smallest noises, seeing shadows out of the corners of your eyes—seeing what you think is a skeleton of all things. how ridiculous, right?

sometimes, when you're sleeping, he'll get in your bed and curl up beside you. cuddling you. watching you. he likes to trace the tips of his phalanges along your arm, your back, the nape of your neck. he likes when you involuntarily shiver, the goosebumps growing on your skin at his delicate touches.

he also likes to leave bites. while you're asleep, so vulnerable... your neck is wide open, so smooth and pure, unblemished... he can't help but mark you up, so others know you're his.

he likes it when you almost catch him, almost see him. he'll blip away at the last minute, when he knows you saw him but you'll play it off as your imagination. it was only out of the corner of your eye, he's not really there...

you first officially meet him at the grocery store. you accidentally ran into him, although you swore he wasn't in your way in the first place. he wasn't there in the first place.

from there, you'll just so happen to run into him other places. your work, the small coffee shop you like to visit, outside your apartment building... he jokes that maybe you were fated to be friends, the world keeps pushing you two to cross paths. you don't know any better, and feel inclined to agree.

he'll try to romance you the traditional way from there. foster a friendship that he hopes turns romantic. only, he's been waiting and waiting and waiting and you're not showing any interest. though, there is this other person who's caught your interest...

they ghost you. they ghost you after feeding you affection, after leading you on. aero's there for you, your shoulder to cry on all the while hiding his red hands.

he's always been there for you, hasn't he? you're well aware of his feelings for you, he's made them very clear from the beginning. why not give him a chance?

he never had to force you to love him. he earned it. and that makes him all the more smug.

Vendetta:

he doesn't stalk you for long before he needs to take you

you wouldn't have even known about him until he kidnapped you, leaving you tied up in his bedroom where you can't escape

he is very possessive of you. he isn't afraid to make it known, just how much you are his, no matter what you or anyone else tries to tell him.

he's absolutely delusional, believing that you're in love with him . it's actually quite the opposite. you hate him for everything he's done, everything he's put you through

he was weird from your first encounter. really, your only encounter. he never let you leave after meeting you, he stole you away from your life upon seeing you for the first time, and he hasn't left you alone.

he'd give you meagre freedom. you can leave the house, but he's got you on a very short leash.

he's very prone to violent episodes. it's best if you make yourself scarce, if possible, during such times. remain quiet, out of sight. don't move. don't speak. it'll only put you in danger.

he's very cold towards you. you're unsure why, because he always claims he loves you, but he doesn't show it. he yells at you, he hits you, he frightens you, yet he tells you he is utterly and hopelessly in love with you. it doesn't make sense

it makes you question if he even knows what love is. you're too afraid to ask him—to speak to him at all, really—but the question nags at you. you begin to believe he has some skewered view of the feeling

he isn't afraid to kill in front of you. nor anyone else, for that matter. if someone's looking at you while you two are out, he won't hesitate to leave them looking similar to swiss cheese, then dip. there's possibly a bounty on your head in a few AUs, but you never need to go there again, do you?

he likes to touch you. hold you. remind himself you're real and alive and not one of his delusions.

sometimes in his more... tolerable... episodes, he'll wrestle you down and just. hold you. he'll mumble to himself and sometimes you catch concerning tidbits, but he doesn't do anything else. you're always glad he likes to act as the big spoon in those situations.

were you ever to get enough courage to try running away, he wouldn't hesitate to kill you. one well-aimed bone attack through that pretty little heart of yours, and you won't ever try running from him again

Pisces:

you've found yourself in the worst-best case scenario with this one. fallen into the famine-struck underground, fighting to survive, to not get eaten.

when you first stepped foot out of the ruins, into the beginning of snowdin forest, chilled to the bone (hehe), he was the first monster you'd met.

and you were lucky it was so. he was instantly smitten and knew he couldn't kill you. so he hid you away in his house, away from the other citizens, away from his brother. hidden you all for himself.

he'd never eat human, but sometimes, when you're asleep and prone and the hunger gets to be too much, he debates how easy it'd be to tear into you. how your blood would spurt out of you if he were to take a bite and tear a chunk of flesh out.

he leaves you alone for awhile after such thoughts. you are none the wiser as to why you're suddenly isolated from your only form of contact. maybe that's for the best.

he has an excuse to hurt others that he sees as a danger to you. it's either them or you. he knows if someone catches wind about you, they'll try to get you, try to take you away from him. he can't let that happen.

he's probably the most mellow of the bunch, but he doesn't have endless patience. he's working so hard to keep you safe, keep you hidden. he saved your life, you owe him. the least you can do is love him back. that's all he wants in return for everything he's done for you. it's easy to give him, isn't it?

you better not be picky, because he won't let you starve. he'll feed you more than himself in hopes of keeping you happy and healthy. just. make sure you don't reject anything he gives you, otherwise things may go south.

you did it once. one time, and never again. it was after a good while of being stuck in his room, long after the cabin fever set in. you were tired of eating the same things every day—berries and nuts picked from bushes deep within snowdin forest, sometimes the rare piece of meat that fell that wasn't from a human. you told him you weren't hungry, you were tired of eating the same things every day and seeing it made you lose your appetite. it sent him into a panic, terror and rage induced. you don't get to choose what you can eat down there, if you did he would have gladly fed you something other than the same things every day. he shoved the food down your throat, nearly asphyxiating you to the point of passing out. you never said anything about food to him again.

he was (almost) always gentle with you. quiet, almost meek in his actions. he always treated you like a scared kitten, slowly approaching, making sure you always heard where he was when he was in the room, stuff like that. the only exceptions were when he thought you were in danger, manhandling you into a safe place, oftentimes almost choking you to ensure you stayed quiet. sometimes you think you've got permanent bruises around your neck in the shape of his hands.

he adores you, despite everything. you're a little fallen angel, sent from above to let him know things could still turn out okay. his own little gift from whatever gods are out there, whoever took mercy on his miserable SOUL. there's still hope for good things.

#anon #anonymous #jester writes #undertale x reader #yandere #yandere sans #im too lazy to tag this fuck you #/lh #anyway im back baybee #new profile pic resurrected me #im writing again 😡