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natsglorifiedsimp · 7 months

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Grew up and fade away

- here's the last request of all time :)) I'll miss writing fics ig but the good news is I'll probably just delete the app so you guys can still enjoy my fics!! It's been a great year and a half with this app :3

"She's never gonna understand, Nat" Wanda spoke in a hushed tone.

A furrowed eyebrow and worried looks have been shared all night. Never in a million years, had they thought this could happen. You are so precious and sweet.

"Mama?"

They immediately put a smile on their faces. Trying to get rid of the frown and act like everything is fine.

"Yes, honey?" Wanda answered.

"Where are we going?" you questioned. "And why do I need to bring Mrs. Widow?" you were referring to the plushie they gave you on your 5th birthday.

Wanda looked at Natasha sending a signal to help her out because she couldn't act normal and tears were starting to build up in her eyes.

"Well, honey." Nat pondered. "Your mama and I thought we could hang out with Mrs. Widow today" she lied.

"But I only bring Mrs. Widow when you and Mama are not around" you pouted. "Are you gonna go on another trip?" you asked. Usually, they'd bring Mrs. Widow with you to Tony's to look out for you when they were on their mission.

"Oh no baby" Wanda butted in. "We're just gonna have a little get-together" she bitterly smiled. "Like a tea party"

"Okay!!" you giggled.

Oh, how innocent you were, Natasha thought. How could they leave someone like you?

On the way to your destination, you recognize the streets. You know where the car was going. And you prayed you guys were just gonna pass there.

As the car stopped your heart dropped. "Mommy? Why are we here?" Natasha looked at you and just smiled. You got out of the car confused about what was going on. You can hear Wanda's silent cry and you can get rid of the pounding in your chest.

"I don't wanna go in there" you murmured seeking comfort from your mommy by holding your arms up to get carried.

Your parents greeted the people there until they got into an office. You guys sat in silence and your grip on your mom grew stronger. You didn't want to let go.

"Mrs. and Mrs. Romanoff?" a lady with formal attire asked. Your parents simply nodded.

"She's ready for her" she ushered.

For her? Does she mean me? you thought.

When Natasha carried you to another room a person was waiting. She had the same hair as you, the same eyes, and the same nose.

"Is that my daughter?" the lady asked.

Your grip tightens more than ever. Natasha was trying to pry off your arms so the lady could have a look at you. But the more she tried the more you clung to her.

"It's okay, honey" Wanda assured.

"No!" you bite.

"It's okay, someone just wants to meet you" Wanda assured again but you weren't dumb you know where this is going.

"No, mama!" you insisted.

Natasha desperately pried you off her until your grip grew weak. She passed you to the lady like a piece of toy. You trashed around not caring who you hit.

"It's okay I'm your real mother," the lady said but you didn't care.

"NO!" you shouted. "Mama help!" you desperately cried.

Wanda cried seeing you like this. They never knew a day could come that you were gonna leave their side. Getting you from foster care when you were only 7 months old brought them joy and now that you're seven the real mother wants to take you back.

"Mama!!!! Mommy!!!!" you sobbed. They never moved and never tried to interfere. It was getting on your nerves. "MAMA!!!!"

They hadn't heard you cry like this in a while. Your cry shattered their hearts into pieces.

"Maybe it's better if you guys head out" the lady with a formal attire said.

"NO!" you insisted. "Mommy don't leave me" you wailed.

Oh, how Wanda wanted to take you and run miles from here. How desperate she was to not bring you back here. But still, they slowly went out the door.

"MAMA!!!" you wailed again trying to pry your hands out of the random lady who claims to be your mother.

"I don't want to be here!" you shouted.

"Mama, Mommy please don't leave me" you sobbed.

But all they did was smile.

P.s i dont really know how foster care works😭 bare with me for the sake of angst

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bones4thecats · 2 months

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Can I please ask for a malleus and Floyd and riddle with kianna komori

But how are they react to walking in on her having a mental breakdown

By the way I did some adjustments to her character so I would appreciate it if you read it I hope any info that's on my page will be useful to you

When Their S/O Has A Mental Breakdown

Type of Writing: Request Name: When Their S/O Has a Mental Breakdown Characters: Malleus Draconia, Floyd Leech, and Riddle Rosehearts Requester: @nunezs-stuff

A/N: I've been asked who this 'Kianna' is, if you want to gain more info on her, go to the requester's account. There you can read many bits of information on this OC. But, for now, the reason behind the mental breakdown in ambiguous. By the way, the reader is in the character's year and is a separate person from Yuu.

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🐉 He never tried prying into your past, he and you had established that when you first met; neither of you would pry into each other's history

🐉 Malleus never had an issue with this agreement until today

🐉 While waiting for you so you guys could walk to class today, and when you never showed a sign of showing up, he had gone to your dorm-head, Vil Schoenheit

🐉 Vil only shrugged his shoulders and said that he and Rook had been trying to coax you out of your room for hours, only to be given the cold shoulder, or in other words, no answer

🐉 This only worried your boyfriend farther, and he had decided to try getting an answer out of you when he tried knocking on the door

" Dearest, are you alright in there? "

🐉 Malleus only gained silence pouring through his ears, alarming him. You had always answered him when he arrived at your door

🐉 Looking back at the Housewarden and Vice-Housewarden of Pomefiore, they could see how much confusion and fear was filling the Prince's eyes, sending alarms through their bodies

" Roi des Dragons, maybe they just need some time to their-self. They did seem tired last night. " " Rook is right. Y/N had come to dinner fairly pale and they were nearly asleep at the table, but it seemed something was keeping their eyes pried open. In the past three years of being alongside them, I have never seen them so tired and scared before... it was fairly alarming... "

🐉 Malleus sighed and waved for the two to leave the area, knowing the must have some kind of work to attend too. And once they left his ear-shot, he gritted his teeth and balled his hands into fists

🐉 He could feel his nails digging into his palm, causing small crescents of red to build underneath, but that was not what was hurting him at the moment; you ignoring him hurt far more

" Y/N, I am coming inside. "

🐉 Opening the door, Malleus was caught off guard to see you sitting on the ground wrapped in a blanket, swaying back and forth while staring at a photograph that laid on the ground

🐉 Your boyfriend looked at the photo and back at you, making the connection quite fast. These must be people who had hurt you in the past... how dare they...

🐉 Hearing your shaky breaths, he focused his attention back to you, you were his main priority at the moment, not those balls of scum

" My love, I am right here. Don't worry. Are you alright? "

🐉 Once his arms made their way around you, you had dug yourself into his body, tears meeting his neck as your burrowed your face into the softer flesh

" Malleus- I- oh Great Seven... "

🐉 He shushed you as you wept. He may not be super good at this, but he did help raise Silver with Lilia, he understands how to comfort someone to a decent level

🐉 While he does want to know what those people had done, for now he can leave it behind in favor of comforting you

🎭 Floyd is not the best when it comes to handling other people's emotions, and both of you understood that. He is aware of his mood swings to an extent, and you weren't very expressive most of the time, so it was a decent turnout

🎭 Your boyfriend and you landed on a middle-ground of sorts, you wouldn't pry into his emotions if he didn't pry in on yours

🎭 And for quite a while, you guys stayed on that piece of land very strongly, though, everything is bound to have a pitfall of sorts. Whether the fallen come back up and continue their path is unknown

🎭 And this was quite the pitfall

🎭 Floyd and you were just messing around together on the grounds, screwing with other people's minds by using his creepy smile and your stone-cold glare, but, when you didn't come back from your 'bathroom break', he got worried

🎭 Walking throughout the school, every student in his way stood off to the side, as they didn't want to be beaten by an angry eel

🎭 As he walked around, he called your name over and over. And, unlike many, you had no nickname related to sea-creatures, he had respect for you as his S/O, so no nickname was used after he and you sealed the deal

🎭 Now, back to the point;

🎭 Once Floyd came upon his brother and childhood friend, he had asked them where you were, only to be met by their fingers pointing to the door in front of them; your room

" Y/N-dear, please let us in... we just want to know what is the matter. " " P-please go, Azul. " " Y/N! Please let me in! Come on, it's Floydie, your eel boyfriend! Come on! "

🎭 Azul and Jade looked at one another and nodded before leaving you and Floyd alone, they knew you needed space, but they weren't gonna try angering Floyd in the progress

🎭 As time passed, Floyd gained impatient, why were you not opening the door for him?!

🎭 Eventually, your boyfriend announced he was coming in whether you liked it or not, and he began to break through the lock (willing to bet he knows some skill like that)

🎭 Once his mismatched eyes landed on your shaking form, Floyd's mood dampened. He then walked up to you and hugged you, he understood that you were having a mental breakdown, Azul had quite a few of these growing up

" Y/N... Honey... Hey, hey, I'm right here with ya', take some long breaths okay? Here, I'll do them with you! Breath in- breath out, yeah- just like that! "

🎭 Floyd continued to hold you after you calmed down, wondering what could have set you off like that. Whatever or whoever did better look out, they now have a psychotic mer-eel after them, and he doesn't give up easily

❤️ Did someone ask for the mental-breakdown expert?

❤️ Riddle and you, much like in the previous sets, have boundaries. He is very private when it comes to his home-life, with the rare few knowing about his mother

❤️ And while you and him have spoken about both your pasts once or twice, he finds himself drawing a blank when discussing himself and you, it just feels weird sharing his emotions with another being that wasn't someone he's known ever since childhood

❤️ Though, that doesn't make your relationship rocky, just somewhat rough around the edges, like Leona!

❤️ Ever since the fourth attempt to talk about your home-lives, Riddle had been busy with Housewarden duties, from getting the rose fully painted to having Un-Birthday Parties to celebrate, his schedule has been jammed-packed

❤️ But, once he reached some free-time, he had immediately messaged you, asking if you yourself was free, as he knew how ruthless Vil could be with his 'schedules' himself

❤️ As he waited seconds, minutes, and eventually a half-hour, Riddle began to wonder why you hadn't answered. He knew for a fact that Vil wouldn't have such a good member of his dorm like you busy for that long

❤️ So, after asking Cater and Trey to watch the dorm like hawks as he took care of an errand, he set his sights on the Mirror Chamber, and eventually Pomefiore's mirror

❤️ Walking through the halls, he found Vil and asked where you had been, only to receive the answer that you had requested to go to bed early, much to your superior's confusion

❤️ Riddle thanked his upper-classman before he left and went to your room. And once he reached the door, he sighed and straightened his clothing, one must not have such a messy outfit

" My Rose, are you alright in there? Vil said that you had gone to bed early, is that true? "

❤️ Hearing no reply, Riddle gained more nervousness than before

" Ah, Roi des Roses! Are you having a hard time getting into your dearest's room? Here, a key! Have a nice chat! "

❤️ Looking down at the key that Rook left in his gloved hand, Riddle groaned, that hunter really knew how to scare someone at their most oblivious, huh?

❤️ Unlocking the door and announcing his entrance, Riddle walked inside, pocketing the small apple-shaped key as he looked around for you, only to see a small form curled into a rose-pattered blanket

" Rose...? Oh sweet mercy... are you alright, dearest? " " Riddle- I- ... oh lord... "

❤️ He flinched slightly as you clung to his jacket, tears cascading out of your eyes as you cried, holding one of the few people you cared for tightly, your grip tightening with every second

❤️ Hushing you and helping you take deep breaths, Riddle pulled out his phone and messaged his Vice-Housewarden, claiming he would not be returning for the night, saying that you needed someone with you at the moment

❤️ Powering off the device and setting it aside, your boyfriend hugged you just as tight, he knew if he was in your situation he would want to be aware that he was cared for... and by the Queen of Hearts, if he could, he would take this pain away

❤️ But, for now, he's content with holding you to his chest as you slept off this pain... if you woke happily in his arms, it would all be worth it

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vaspider · 3 months

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I genuinely hope this isn’t too prying or intrusive, I am strictly asking out of curiosity but…. What…. Is going on with that 16 year old and why is it on a post about a house coat? Are you ok?

I'm fine.

That kid has been fixated on me since I said, basically, that the French Revolution killed a bunch of innocent people and isn't something to be emulated.

For the past 3 weeks, since I told her to leave me alone on Tumblr, she's been stalking me across the internet, digging up every possible way to contact me, and sending elaborate death threats along with suicide threats. I've turned off the contact forms on my professional website and NK. She's sent asks here and contacted me from multiple Tumblrs, multiple Facebook and Instagram accounts, TikTok, LinkedIn, Reddit, YouTube, BlueSky, and multiple email accounts. I'm pretty sure I'm missing something, though I do have it all screenshotted and saved. She found my phone number and left multiple threatening voicemails, and she kept contacting my business, sending death threats to places where my employees, including my younger brother, had to deal with them.

She seems to think that I'm a man, and that I'm attempting to use magic on her, and that she can threaten me into doing whatever it is she wants. I don't really understand what's going on in her head, and I'm not trying to do so. I don't really read the things she writes.

At this point, the FBI is involved - she's been sending death threats pretty much every day for about a month now with a few breaks here and there - and I've been declining to respond to her for the vast majority of that time, hoping that she'd get bored, or, hopefully, that someone who cares about her would realize how deeply, deeply unwell she is and get her help before this becomes a criminal matter. I really, really don't want to be put in that position, but I also can't ask the people who work for me (some of whom are my family) to deal with a constant barrage of messages detailing how if I don't publicly apologize for ... fuck all if I know or care... she's going to "slit [my] throat like a Sicilian" and throw my body in the Willamette River.

I really, really, really just want this kid to leave me alone. I didn't seek her out - she sought me out - and I'm not interested in talking to or debating with a 16 year old. But, also, the things that she's been doing for the past month are crimes and truly beyond the pale.

As to why that's on a video about a housecoat... your guess is as good as mine. Her last comments before this were on the two public videos on my abandoned YouTube account, both of which were process videos about making patches, and she left death threats on a post on my old personal Instagram that I made on the day of the Tree of Life shooting. It has nothing to do with me or what I'm saying - she seems to just randomly pick things to add her bizarre urban fantasy VASpider fanfic to.

Please leave that person alone, everybody. She is a third my age and very clearly deeply unwell. I'd been ignoring her, but I'm kind of hoping against hope that knowing that, yeah, actually, what she's doing is a crime, people take that seriously, and I really really really don't want her to fuck up her life? will convince her to stop.

I'm not afraid. I'm mostly just tired and very, very sad. It is really upsetting to see someone who is so out of alignment with consensus reality, and it's even more upsetting when that person is so young. I feel deeply sorry for her, both that she's unwell in a way that's clearly causing her harm, and that she doesn't seem to be getting the help she needs from the people around her. I hope it's just that the people around her don't realize what's going on and that someone can make them aware, because it is just... rotten... to see someone that young making such a mess of things.

I don't want to talk about this further. I've been avoiding talking about it publicly at all, but at the point where we're closing on a month... I dunno. I hope saying something directly and making it clear this isn't going to go the way she thinks gets it through to her.

I'm gonna go play with my dog.

#harassment #harassment tag #asker is not harassing me #this just deals with my current stalker

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michelleleewise · 2 years

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The Proposal

Pairing: Sugardaddy Loki x female reader

Warnings: bit of angst, mutual pining, drugging, kidnapping, Amber (she's a whole warning all by herself)

Summary: Thor tries to get information from Loki as you are invited to a movie night....

**this one's gonna feel a bit longer probably because I added text messages 😁😁

Part Sixteen-

You woke Monday morning feeling anxious, like this bad feeling was hovering over you. You shook it off getting dressed heading to the kitchen for coffee. You checked your phone seeing Loki had text you sometime during the night "Darling, I'm sure your sleeping, or you should be. I only wanted to check in. Remember to call me if you need. ~L~." You smiled reading the text seeing it was from two in the morning you text back "what were you doing up so late? You need sleep too you know. I'm doing ok, I will call if I need to, I promise." You hit send grabbing your purse heading to school.

Your day progressed much like your morning, you felt antsy, on edge..like something was going to happen. "Hey y/n! How are you?" You heard looking up seeing Amber walking over "Oh hey, I'm good, just tired." You said rubbing your eyes. "You look like you need a break, do you have plans tonight? Maybe you could come over and watch a movie." She said smiling. You thought about it a minute, you were a bit wary of her since your coffee date but she seemed pretty harmless "yeah, I do need a break. That sounds fun." You smiled "great, let me give you my address." She said grabbing a pen writing it down. "Say about seven?" She asked handing it to you "sounds great, see you then." You smiled as she walked off.

You cleaned up your station getting ready to head home when your phone went off-

You couldn't help but laugh making everyone look at you. "Sorry." You said aloud as everyone went back to what they were doing. You responded back smiling wondering who taught him how to use emoji's-

You put your phone away smiling, his wit was one of the many things you adored about him. You couldn't help wonder what an actual relationship with him would be like. Cuddling on the couch, weekend trips to who cares where...you sighed knowing you would probably never have that with him. You grabbed your purse heading home to get ready hoping that miracles do exist.

"Who are you speaking to brother?" Loki heard Thor ask as he put his phone in his pocket "no one that concerns you." He said pushing past him "you misunderstand, I only wonder who has made you so.....happy." Thor said following him "you would do good to stay out of my affairs brother." Loki hissed looking at him. "Loki please.." Thor said grabbing his arm stopping him "I know we have not had the best relationship.." he started "that's an understatement.." loki mumbled hearing Thor sigh "yes, well i want to be here for you, I only wish for you to be able to speak to me about things as we once did." Thor said watching him.

Loki sighed crossing his arms "so you wish to pry as Odin did." He said flatly glaring at Thor "no, I only wish to be the brother I should have been." Thor said "I understand I have treated you poorly before, but I only wish for you to allow me to be a part of your life." Thor told him. Loki sighed dropping his arms "well, I do appreciate your honesty Thor, i shall consided it. And as far as who I was talking to.." Loki trailed off trying to decide what he should say "they do make me happy, and i am.....surprised by it." Loki said walking towards the common room. "How so?" Thor asked following him "I have never felt this way, about anyone. You know my past Thor, I am not known for my monogamy." Loki smirked walking into the kitchen.

"Oh I know it well, stories of your exploits flooded the realm in our youth." Thor laughed sitting on the bar stool. "Well i...I cannot think of being with another, nor them. I have this....need to be with them." Loki said setting the kettle on the stove. "It sounds like you are in love brother." Thor smiled "don't be preposterous, me..in love?" Loki snarked grabbing a mug. "Let me ask you this brother, if something were to happen to this person, what lengths would you go to to ensure they are taken care of?" Thor asked watching him. "I would burn all the realms to ash, and kill anyone who stood in my way." Loki said sternly seeing Thor's smile widen. "Do not look at me like that." Loki said filling his cup "my only advice to you brother is don't fight it, you deserve happiness." Thor said standing up.

Before Loki could rebuttle Thor strode from the room leaving him with his thoughts. Did he love you? He knew he wanted to be with you every minute of the day, you haunted his dreams at night...but love? He leaned on the counter contemplating Thor's words, love was never an emotion he was afforded in his life, moving from bed to bed he had always kept his emotions locked away, and could you ever love him in return. "Hey Rudolph? Having an existential crisis?" Tony asked pulling him from his thoughts "Stark...you would do well to hold your tongue lest I cut it out." Loki snapped storming from the room. "Well ok then." Tony said going to the fridge. Loki walked into his room, sitting in his chair he decided to take his own advice, he needed to tell you how he felt and pick up what pieces may fall.....

"Hey! You made it!" Amber said stepping aside letting you in. "Thanks for inviting me, I do need to clear my head." You said watching her close the door locking it. "We all need a break now and then. Come sit, I was about to make popcorn." She said guiding you to the living room. You weren't sure what movie it was, you couldn't focus as your mind kept wandering back to Loki, how he was so caring with you, staying the night, making you breakfast. You sat back thinking about your arrangement, realizing he had broken almost every one of his own rules making you smile.

"Ooo, who are you thinking about?" Amber asked looking at you. "Hm? Oh..no one." You laughed sitting up. "Mm...I don't believe you. That's the look of a girl in love." She smiled eating a piece of popcorn. "Well...ok there is someone, but.." you trailed off looking down "I don't think he would ever feel the same about me." You sighed running a hand through your hair "nonsense your a catch, he would be a total idiot if he didn't." She said making you laugh "thanks, I'm not that great though." You smiled. "Well, I think you are." She smirked making you feel a little uneasy. "Did you want some tea or anything?" She asked standing up. "No, I should probably go, school tomorrow and all." You smiled standing. "Oh come on, just have one cup with me and you can go." She smiled widely "ok, just one." You said seeing her bounce up and down "ok, you sit I'll be right back." She smiled running to the kitchen.

She came back shortly with two cups and some sugar on a tray "here, this ones yours." She smiled handing it to you. You took a sip grimacing at the bitter taste "here, I may not have sweetened it enough." She said sliding the sugar to you. Adding a few teaspoons didn't really make it better but you didn't want to be rude so you hurried and downed it. "Well thank you for the invite and the tea, but I think I should probably head home." You said setting your cup down "aww already? Can't you stay a bit longer?" She asked setting her cup down. "No, I really should get some rest, i had a long weekend." You smiled. You went to stand up feeling light headed "are you ok?" She asked grabbing your arm "yeah, I'm fine. I think im just..." you trailed off, your head feeling fuzzy. "Here, sit down." Your heard her say but it was muffled.

You sat down rubbing your temples feeling your eyelids droop "i...I really...i..." you started when your vision began to tunnel, dark spots appearing at the edge of your vision. "M..my p..phone...call...lo..." you tried, your tongue heavy in your mouth. "Oh, you won't need that." You heard, looking up seeing Amber standing over you smiling "w..what are you.." you trailed off. Trying to stand your legs gave out as you fell to the floor. You watched as Amber kneeled down looking at you "don't worry y/n, I'll take good care of him." She smiled as the darkness enveloped you.

Loki sat in the common room reading, looking up seeing it was past midnight he pulled his phone out to make sure he didn't miss your message when Thor walked in "Brother, what are you doing awake?" He asked but Loki kept looking at his phone "is your device working Thor?" He asked suddenly looking up at him. "I believe so. Let me see." He said pulling it out he dialed Loki's number hearing it ring. "Hmm...odd." loki said setting his phone down. "What troubles you?" Thor asked sitting down. "Well, the..person we spoke of earlier was supposed to text me when they returned home and they have not, it's not like them." Loki said looking at Thor. "Maybe they were tired and fell asleep? Try calling them tomorrow, I'm sure all is well." Thor said smiling. "As much as I hate it you are probably right. I shall try tomorrow." Loki sighed setting his book down.

He got up heading to his room "and loki, I meant what I said earlier, I am happy for you, and if you need to talk i am here." Thor said as Loki nodded and left the room. He made it to his floor opening his door he pulled out his phone again, still seeing nothing from you. He sat on the bed deciding to text you "Darling you have probably fallen asleep but I wanted to check in. Message me when you get this. ~L~" He typed setting his phone on the nightstand lieing down. It wasn't like you to not check in with him, you were diligent about it. Remembering what you had told him earlier about feeling anxious made him a little uneasy but he was confident you would call if you needed him. He closed his eyes trying to rest hoping he would hear from you soon....

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shmaptainwrites · 23 days

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How do you think James Wilson would comfort his partner during like panic attacks?

I apologize and understand if you don't feel comfortable answering this as it's a tough topic.

I was just curious because I know when I have 'fits', it's really difficult to calm myself down

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omg anon life has been busy but i’ve been meaning to answer this! since panic attacks present themselves differently and people have different strategies in dealing with them i’m gonna try and keep this as general as i can!

if the panic attack happened at work or in a situation that was in a less controlled environment, wilson would definitely recognize the signs of your anxiety as they began to present themselves (being the perceptive person he is) and be able to direct you to a place that’s more private where you can work through it and hopefully eventually calm down

maybe the first time it happens he’s a bit caught off guard but just does his best to help you through it and keep your breathing steady and lower your heart rate, but as time goes on and it becomes clear this is a reality for you he’d take a little more time and extra care, even preemptively asking you if there are any strategies that have helped you in the past that he can use

initially you feel like you’re being a burden to him by having him help you deal with this, but in reality all he wants is for you to be okay and he hates seeing you in such a stressed an anxious state that it’s second nature to help you get out of it

if you have an attack in a public place his first action is to get you somewhere more private, if you’re in the street maybe it’s an alleyway, in a mall maybe the back halls that lead to the washrooms, that sort of thing. after he gets you in a more secluded area where you can’t focus on the prying eyes he uses whatever techniques he knows work for you and eventually when you’re somewhat removed from your heightened anxiety, he pulls you into a tight hug and you stay like that for as long as you need to level out your breathing and for your heart to slow to a normal rhythm again. he always ends with “you good?” and he won’t believe you until you’re verbally able to respond and say “good” back to him and getting back to whatever it was you were doing you’re always sure to take it easy and slow and it’s comforting knowing that someone knows you so well, even when you’re so panicked you can’t think straight, they can pull you out of it every time

send me your sfw RSL character x reader thoughts

→ accepting asks for james wilson, cruise, and peter müller

→ i’ve seen up to 5x17 of house — NO SPOILERS PLEASE

#mimi answers #💋 anon #mimi’s wilson thoughts #james wilson #james wilson x reader #james wilson x you #house md #tw: panic attack #cw: panic attack

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safetycar-restart · 7 months

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Do you take George asks? Idk if I’ve ever seen him mentioned here before but after today George is going to need something very soft and tender and praise heavy.

I’m imagining a D/s au setting with George beating himself up about the result to the point that his Dom just ties him up and sets out to distract him with praise and overstimulation.

Feel free to ignore this if you don’t enjoy George!

(Also is 🦅 taken?)

Hi anon! Yes I do write for George! We tend go through phases where a couple drivers are requested a lot and then someone else will take their place, so there hasn't been much George lately but yes I absolutely do write for him! I write for all drivers except a couple that I have stated in my pinned post :))

Also, yeah 🦅 is open and I'll add it to the claimed list for you, however this means that you must send at least one Logan ask because you're stealing his brand so it's only fair. Anyway, on to George!

At first you have no idea what to do, because Lewis has a podium! But only because George made a mistake and ended up in the wall. Lewis deserves to have his dom congratulate him and watch him on the podium and scene with him after if he wants. But George needs you.

You see Lewis first, because George hadnt made it back to the garage by the time Lewis arrived at the podium. You don't even get to hug Lewis, the moment he sees you he immediately says 'go to George I'm fine, I'm happy. Go to George, please.'

You don't question him any further, going back to the garage to wait for George. And yeah Lewis was right it was the right call.

Poor George is so broken when he sees you. He throws his helmet in the direction of his trainer and runs over, falling into your arms and crying before you even have time to hug him back. You just hold him, understanding that George needs to feel this before you can start trying to make him feel better.

Eventually he stops crying and kinda just deflates into you, letting you take all his weight. You run your hands up and down his back, pulling away enough to press a kiss to his neck and whisper to him that he did all he could and that it’ll be alright in the end.

You wish you could get him away from prying eyes immediately, but you know he’ll have to talk to the media. So you agreed to George doing two short media interviews while you clear him skipping the debrief with Mercedes. You don’t have to put much work into that though because the moment you spot Toto, he’s immediately telling you to take George back to the hotel and that he’ll handle everything else. You can tell Toto is angry, but he knows better than to show that anger to George (mostly because he’s afraid of what you’d do to him).

After the media, it’s straight to the hotel for George. And I think he’d need the scene instantly? No time to get him showered and changed, no time for dinner or snacks. He can’t do anything, can’t even stop shaking. You need to get him into subspace and then you can guide him through everything else that needs to get done.

I love the idea of tying him. It just stabilises him completely, makes him feel so grounded and safe. You just tie his arms and legs, tying him so that his legs are crossed and his arms are behind his back. It’s not the most comfortable of positions, but that’s the point. You need him out of his head and in the moment.

That’s when the praise and edging starts. Maybe he doesn’t get to cum until he can repeat the praise back to you? At first he can’t, convinced that all the things you’re saying about him aren’t true. But slowly you break him down, edging him and getting him closer and closer to that floaty headspace he can let himself go.

You know he’s where you want him when, through tears, he can repeat the praise back, calling himself talented and beautiful and a good sub.

Then he gets to cum.

I also think that maybe after you’ve cleaned him up, you tie him again? Just give him a nice chest harness that he can wear for the rest of the evening. It helps keep him in a comfortable sub space.

#post race vibes #sub!George #gr #nsfw.#gn!reader #angst angst vibes #🦅

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jebewonmorelike · 1 year

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If You Love Me, You'll Give Me Your Robux

wc: 587 pronouns: she/her (he/him and they/them versions below original! <3 love u fellow alphabet mafia) warnings: none; fluffy fluff :) summary: jay just won't stop playing roblox (and he never will) ~bp masterlist~ ♡ ~kofi (no pressure at all)~ hi so... starting this little adventure. i was a fanfiction writer way back in the day. like a decade ago i wrote various one direction, 5sos, and youtuber fanfics when i was 13. i'm sure some kids watching boys planet are 13 now and that is terrifying to me. anyway, i decided to try my hand at some drabbles again after a long hiatus. please send requests or asks and we can talk about boys planet and whatnot. be my friend pls. :) and also enjoy.

"Jay, can we please just go out to dinner or something already? You've been staring at that screen for hours."

You hated nagging Jay, but at this point it seemed more than necessary. Sure, he was enjoying his time off from filming Boys Planet and you were more than happy to have him home in your arms for a couple weeks before he had to leave for the second mission. But when all he wanted to do for the last 48 hours was play Roblox, you were admittedly getting bored... and a tad bit annoyed (... and the teensiest bit jealous).

Jay doesn't respond and you sigh dramatically from where you are laying on his bed, scrolling hopelessly through Instagram as you wait for your boyfriend to pay attention to you.

"Jay!" You call out to him again, but still he doesn't reply. "Jay, I swear to--."

"Who do you swear to, huh?" He says finally, turning to face you with an expectant smirk. "God is not gonna help you pry me away from Roblox. No one is capable of that."

"Could you hear me the whole time?" You ask, already knowing the answer.

He nods, sucking his teeth in contemplation. "I could. Including when you called me a--."

"Alright, alright," you cut him off with a groan. "Sorry for that. But I'm bored! You haven't seen your beautiful, perfect girlfriend in almost a month and here she is, sitting so pretty on your bed of all places and all you can do is play Roblox."

Jay just looks more amused. "You're really hyping yourself up there."

You collapse back onto his bed, completely defeated by your smartass boyfriend's annoying wit. You lie there, staring at the ceiling for a few moments before you hear Jay giggle. You feel something hit your arm and search for the culprit next to you, finally picking up what appears to be a crumpled up sticky note.

You open it, reading what's written messily inside:

you do look perfect XD

You turn it over to read the back:

even from this really unflattering angle you've provided me <3

"Thanks," you say reluctantly, sighing as you sit back up to look at him.

He's grinning, but your heart breaks a bit at how tired he looks. "Is it okay if I just play for the rest of today? I'm sorry it feels like I'm ignoring you. I'm just exhausted and I feel kind of sick from the time change. I'll literally be all yours tomorrow."

"Of course, Jay. I understand," you agree with a smile, making a mental note to check that he sleeps well tonight. "But aren't you always all mine?"

Jay nods at you cheekily. "Always, gorgeous."

Your boyfriend turns back to his computer, pulling his headphones back over his ears. You look at him for a few moments, admiring the view.

"Stop staring," he says abruptly with a laugh and you turn away, grabbing your laptop from your bag and flipping it open.

A few minutes later, Jay's laugh sounds through his bedroom. You steal a glimpse to see him shaking his head and rubbing his hands across his face. "You are relentless!"

You bite your lip to keep from grinning, typing something into the Roblox chat:

you can't escape me

i don't want to

GIVE ME ALL YOUR ROBUX

wait what no are you robbing me? babe wtf

i love u :(

if you love me, you'll give me all your robux...

i want the violet valkyrie ( •̀ᴗ•́ )و ̑̑

for sweet he/him-using boys :)

"Jay, can we please just go out to dinner or something already? You've been staring at that screen for hours."

Jay doesn't respond and you sigh dramatically from where you are laying on his bed, scrolling hopelessly through Instagram as you wait for your boyfriend to pay attention to you.

"Jay!" You call out to him again, but still he doesn't reply. "Jay, I swear to--."

"Who do you swear to, huh?" He says finally, turning to face you with an expectant smirk. "God is not gonna help you pry me away from Roblox. No one is capable of that."

"Could you hear me the whole time?" You ask, already knowing the answer.

He nods, sucking his teeth in contemplation. "I could. Including when you called me a--."

"Alright, alright," you cut him off with a groan. "Sorry for that. But I'm bored! You haven't seen your handsome, perfect boyfriend in almost a month and here he is, sitting so magnificently on your bed of all places and all you can do is play Roblox."

Jay just looks more amused. "You're really hyping yourself up there."

You open it, reading what's written messily inside:

you do look perfect XD

You turn it over to read the back:

even from this really unflattering angle you've provided me <3

"Thanks," you say reluctantly, sighing as you sit back up to look at him.

"Of course, Jay. I understand," you agree with a smile, making a mental note to check that he sleeps well tonight. "But aren't you always all mine?"

Jay nods at you cheekily. "Always, gorgeous."

Your boyfriend turns back to his computer, pulling his headphones back over his ears. You look at him for a few moments, admiring the view.

"Stop staring," he says abruptly with a laugh and you turn away, grabbing your laptop from your bag and flipping it open.

A few minutes later, Jay's laugh sounds through his bedroom. You steal a glimpse to see him shaking his head and rubbing his hands across his face. "You are relentless!"

You bite your lip to keep from grinning, typing something into the Roblox chat:

you can't escape me

i don't want to

GIVE ME ALL YOUR ROBUX

wait what no are you robbing me? babe wtf

i love u :(

if you love me, you'll give me your robux...

i want the violet valkyrie ( •̀ᴗ•́ )و ̑̑

for nonbinary folx that use they/them pronouns :)

"Jay, can we please just go out to dinner or something already? You've been staring at that screen for hours."

Jay doesn't respond and you sigh dramatically from where you are laying on his bed, scrolling hopelessly through Instagram as you wait for your boyfriend to pay attention to you.

"Jay!" You call out to him again, but still he doesn't reply. "Jay, I swear to--."

"Who do you swear to, huh?" He says finally, turning to face you with an expectant smirk. "God is not gonna help you pry me away from Roblox. No one is capable of that."

"Could you hear me the whole time?" You ask, already knowing the answer.

He nods, sucking his teeth in contemplation. "I could. Including when you called me a--."

"Alright, alright," you cut him off with a groan. "Sorry for that. But I'm bored! You haven't seen your gorgeous, perfect partner in almost a month and here they are, sitting so stunningly on your bed of all places and all you can do is play Roblox."

Jay just looks more amused. "You're really hyping yourself up there."

You open it, reading what's written messily inside:

you do look perfect XD

You turn it over to read the back:

even from this really unflattering angle you've provided me <3

"Thanks," you say reluctantly, sighing as you sit back up to look at him.

"Of course, Jay. I understand," you agree with a smile, making a mental note to check that he sleeps well tonight. "But aren't you always all mine?"

Jay nods at you cheekily. "Always, gorgeous."

Your boyfriend turns back to his computer, pulling his headphones back over his ears. You look at him for a few moments, admiring the view.

"Stop staring," he says abruptly with a laugh and you turn away, grabbing your laptop from your bag and flipping it open.

A few minutes later, Jay's laugh sounds through his bedroom. You steal a glimpse to see him shaking his head and rubbing his hands across his face. "You are relentless!"

You bite your lip to keep from grinning, typing something into the Roblox chat:

you can't escape me

i don't want to

GIVE ME ALL YOUR ROBUX

wait what no are you robbing me? babe wtf

i love u :(

if you love me, you'll give me your roblux...

i want the violet valkyrie ( •̀ᴗ•́ )و ̑̑

#boys planet #boys planet imagines #boys planet drabbles #bp999 #jay #jay chang #jay chang imagines #jay chang drabbles #jay imagines #jay drabbles #one pact #one pact fics #one pact imagines #one pact jay #jay chang fics #jay chang x reader #one pact jay chang #jay chang fluff

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demonophilia · 6 months

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dni

minors, or no age listed. this is an instant block. have your age plainly listed either in your bio or pinned post.

raceplay, ageplay (dd/lg, md/lb, or any variation on those), detrans/misgendering, sexism/misogyny, sissy/forcefem, beastiality, incest (including step/adopted/fauxcest) , or orientationplay (ex. 'turning' lesbians. fuck off

proana/promia/thinspo/any kind of ed blogs i have an ed and these blogs are INCREDIBLY triggering for me. do not interact with me. i will block you.

scat, vore, inflation etc. nothing wrong with these but i'll most likely block if theyre a main focus of our blog. if i follow first, this doesnt apply!

any "icky x" shit. generally falls under the ageplay or incest umbrella, but i wanted to make sure i was clear. if i see any variation on those tags on your post, i will block.

chasers please just be normal LMAO

boundaries

do not ask about my private life/ask for my sfw blog. again, this is only if we aren't friends/close. i might post abt it in vague terms and its fine to ask abt minor things (how was your day etc) but dont pry. i am literally a porn blog im on here to get people off LMAO im not that interesting

if i say no or say to stop, stop. this should be obvious. if i say no, i mean no. this includes if im being dominant. if you repeatedly disrespect a boundary ive set, i will block you. if you arent clear on a boundary, ask!

more info under the cut ⬇️

about

hii im connor :] i use it/its, he/him, and she/her pronouns. i'm bisexual + bigender (tme, and i have a cunt), and i'm fine with both feminine and masculine petnames (see petnames section below :]) i'm a vers and a switch, though recently i've been heavily sub leaning. feel free to send me dom-focused asks, i just can't guarantee i'll get to them too quickly!

i love getting asks, especially sexual ones (obviously). just be certain that youre respecting my boundaries! i understand slip-ups, but try your best to "respect" me (obviously disrespect me lmao but yk what i mean). if you'd like to use an emoji for your asks, lmk and i'll tag the answers with that emoji :]

the terms i use for my anatomy are fairly loose, but do not use the term "bonus hole" or any variation to refer to my cunt. boypussy is fine, but i don't really find it very sexy LMAO. also, i call my clit a cock or tdick. it's fine to use clit for it, but i prefer the other 2.

petnames

i looove petnames :] feel free to use any of these (unless i specify otherwise), id honestly prefer you using these over my actual name LMAO.

angel, baby, darling, etc. these aren't sexual, but feel free to use them! i find them cute :]

toy/doll/fucktoy/thing etc. i love being objectified/dehumanized so these are always a good bet LOL

puppy, dog, pet, mutt, kitten, kitty, etc. bonus points for "bad dog" which makes me crazy in my head

good boy/girl/toy etc.

slut/whore/cumdump etc. i love most degrading names, lol. go wild with these, if i don't like one i'll lyk :]

sir/miss. when i am domming, these are generally the titles i prefer. feel free to try others though! (aside from daddy/mommy.)

go wild! the ones above are some of my favorites/the ones that immediately came to mind, but feel free to try other ones :] like i said if i don't like it i'll just lyk, no harm done!

kinks

i should note that i enjoy all my kinks from both directions, whether im dom or sub :] due to my frequently subby nature some of these descriptions are worded in terms of Me being the sub but i love them when im domming also basically.

praise i adoree being praised... generally i prefer it mixed in with degradation ^_^ tell me if im doing a good job, making you happy, etc! i also love praise when im domming please lmk if youre enjoying yourself i like knowing im getting people off :]

degradation another favorite ^_^ as ive mentioned, i love being dehumanized and sexualized. call me stupid, useless, etc. aside from words, i do enjoy being made to do degrading tasks <3 Also idk where to put this but i lovee spit spit in my mouth spit on me Whatever

painplay hitting, slapping, choking, biting etc are some of my favorites. i also enjoy knifeplay and gunplay. anything that will leave bruises/marks will make me wet <3

somno/intox i enjoy both of these, but i am very picky about them, and i'd probably won't talk about them a lot because of how picky i am.

monsterfucking vampires werewolves angels demons tentacles etc etc etc i go crazy for them . i do want to do unspeakable things to a service top werewolf this is true.

petplay i should note that i'm fairly picky about petplay as well! i mainly prefer the petnames, collars/leashes, etc. i don't enjoy anything about cages or being made to bark (though i don't mind phrases like "puppies don't talk" and stuff like that)

bondage, gags, handcuffs etc. pleasee tie me up and tell me what you'd do to me <3 i have an oral fixation so any use of my mouth is very appreciated <3

breeding I LOOOOOVE BREEDING im crazy abt it. if you threaten to knock me up i Will beg for it lol. i don't really care abt any actual pregnancy details, aside from future hypotheticals (youre gonna be so big, im gonna fuck another baby into you after, etc)

exhibitionism/voyeurism if i didnt get off on ppl looking at me i wouldnt have made this blog love and light .

this list is nonexhaustive! i like a lot of kinks, so feel free to bring up any you think i'd like, so long as they aren't on my dni or anything. worst case scenario i just won't like them and i'll lyk LOL.

MISC

mutuals feel free to dm me if you'd like ;] i tend not to initiate bc i have a hard time telling when its normal to reach out LOL, so if you want to talk to me, please do! everyone else can talk to me through the ask box!! once again, Please sexualize me (why would i make this blog if i didnt wanna be sexualized lmao) but respect my boundaries <3

related to above, but if you get off to my posts/thinking of me, id love to know :] i loveee getting ppl off so <3 and if im feeling dommy i might tease you abt it LOL

i do my best to tag specific kinks for navigation (and to tag hard kinks with tw (kink)) but i might slip up/forget! if you notice an issue with the tags, feel free to lmk and ill get that fixed :]

also i should note i am bisexual bigender, so im fine being rbed with both wlw/nb and mlm/nb tags ! lmk if youre uncomfortable with me interacting with yr content in any way 👍

ty for reading this whole long thing :D i tend to ramble a lot lol... i don't rly have anything to give you for reading it all buttttt feel free 2 like if youve read all this also youre my favorite and you can do whatever you want to me (joke (or is it!?))

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welcometololaland · 7 months

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Lola, since it is not currently Saturday for me, I will be saving most of my nice ask day asks for tomorrow...but since it IS Saturday for you, I suppose it would only make sense for me to send you one now!

We both have the law in common! I have a law degree and I am technically an attorney (though I don't actually practice law but instead work as a law clerk/research assistant for judges at a courthouse). I went to law school and passed the bar in Michigan. I have no idea what that whole process is like in Australia, but I assume it's probably at least fairly similar? What was it all like for you/what made you want to get into it? (in as general terms as you want, of course, I don't mean to pry into personal stuff!)

hey anne! wow I never knew this about you! thank you for sharing 💜 I would love to hear more about your job working in the courts, that sounds very interesting and RESEARCH? my beloved. is it case law mostly?

the process for becoming an admitted solicitor (aka. a licensed attorney) in Australia is quite different to the USA. from my understanding, the US system requires a student to complete their undergraduate degree, sit the LSAT, do their law degree as a post graduate degree and then take the bar? I know there are potentially variations to this (looking at you Kim Kardashian) but if I'm wrong about this general process please let me know!

in my state in Australia (can't speak for other states!) you can do law as either a postgraduate degree OR a 4 or 5 year undergraduate degree. I did a double undergraduate degree in law and (liberal) arts (which I like to refer to as my bachelor of laws and my bachelor of fun). after you graduate law, you have to either do a 6 month (full-time) practical legal training course OR you can do 12 months of supervised legal training in a firm. it's better to do either the supervised legal training or be working in a firm that puts you through practical legal training because the course is like 10k on top of all your student debt 😂 I was lucky enough to get a graduate job so I did the supervised legal training and then, after I finished that, I was admitted to the profession.

I never set out to be a lawyer - truthfully, my parents thought I was going to fail school because I had a very tumultuous time from ages 16-18. I got involved in some shady stuff, had very poor mental health, didn't live at home for a lot of the time, and had a bad relationship with my family. I basically crammed my entire IB course into 3 months, and somehow, i got really good marks. so my parents told me to do law, since I (surprisingly) could.

truthfully I didn't like studying law much which was a bad sign...now I'm like 6 years into working in a firm and I think it's time for me to go and do something else. the culture in private practice corporate law can be really demanding on your life and damaging to your sanity. the glorification of overworking and the expectation to put everything in your life on hold to make your billable hours is next level. my firm is pretty good, but the industry in general is quite toxic sometimes. I respect anyone that can do it long term, but I don't think that person is me. I'm very much a work-to-live person and not a live-to-work person.

I've had a bit of a crisis over the past few months, trying to work out what I want to do. I'm still not sure but I hope I'll work it out soon 😂

Thanks for the ask and sorry for the essay!

#law #lola answers #nice ask day

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the-voidspace-system · 1 month

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Hello

This is a blog that we've collectively decided to make to just shitpost, be chaotic, and have fun! However, we do have a few rules and we ask that you respect them!

1. Please be kind and respectful to all of us! We do have our own thoughts and feelings about everything and we ask that you just respect that.

2. Please do not try to roleplay with us. We understand the excitement of seeing a post made by your favorite character, but we really don't wish to roleplay, especially not with strangers.

3. Please don't ask anything inappropriate or personal. The body and most of us may be 18 or older, but that does not mean that you can bring up NSFW topics or try to pry into our lives.

4. Keep in mind that the alters you meet will not act exactly like source. A chunk of us tend to be pretty close, but not everyone is 1-1 with their canon counterparts.

5. (Not exactly a rule but) please don't hesitate to send us music, animal pictures, or memes while interacting with us! We understand that some people may struggle more than others when communicating with someone new, so we don't mind icebreakers! We also don't mind asks targeted toward any specific alter, especially since a lot of us are from sources such as My Hero Academia, Twisted Wonderland, etc!

6. Please do not use us as a therapist. We have our own things to deal with, hence us being a system in the first place. We're very sorry if any of you are having a rough day, though, and we hope you can get the help you need to make it better!

With all of that being said, we do hope you enjoy your stay here. Remember to stay hydrated and enjoy the rest of your day/afternoon/night!

Sidenote: please check this post to see who's currently available for asks!

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vawilcox · 4 months

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Hey Wilcox, I hope your day is okay. :] If you're up for it, how about some angsty, fluffy headcannon on how the mha boys would react if the reader had a funeral to go to. Would they go with them? How would they act during it? Basically, I just want comfort. Please have an amazing day, and thank you for reading. Feel free to skip it. :]

MHA boys eh? I'm just going to randomly roll out three I will do a part two if you want different characters! Sending you the best of wishes!

________<<<<Denki>>>>_________

Denki laughs off a lot of things, he can act pretty clueless and stupid, but ever since you started going to school with him you noticed he has another side of him, passionate and true. That's what led you to asking him out in the first place.

The months were heaven. He was always an attentive boyfriend, even when caught up on hanging with his friends at school he'd always have an eye secretly scanning the crowd for you.

He noticed the day you showed up at school broken. He didn't ask or pry but he was always right there, doing the little things like asking smarter classmates for two copies of notes, making sure your phone was charged. On lunch break you went somewhere private with him and broke down, confessing of the deep agony and loss to your loving boyfriend.

He just listened and held you. He didn't know what to do or say, but he stayed by your side. That night he was up late trying to find some way to ease your pain but he couldn't think of anything to say. The funeral was the next morning and he was awake and dressed in appropriate funeral clothes outside of your door. He went with you arm in arm as a shoulder to cry on. So you knew even amongst all the pain and loss you were not alone.

________<<<<Deku>>>>_______

"I- is everything all right? A boy with green hair stood above your crying form in the hall, trying to peek through your arms to the face you were hiding behind folded arms.

"...." You wept silently. Hating yourself for breaking down in public. Suddenly you jumped slightly. The strange boy was on his knees hugging you. Your mind started to race, tears gone dry as you tried to understand what was happening. Anxiety increased as you notice the strangers body starting to shake. "What is this weirdo doing?" You thought panicking. Then you realized he was holding you and crying great fountains of tears, his body shaking in pain and misery. You can't help but smirk a little at his comical performance. "What are you doing, what's wrong? You chuckle, still wiping away tears.

"I don't know but it's just too sad!" He wails. You hug him back and let the tears flow no longer feeling judged for your emotions and let this strange, overly empathetic boy be an outlet and comfort for you.

________<<<<Dabi>>>>___________

You've been dating Dabi for years. The crazy, hard-core villain was an even more hard-core lover and companion. When you found out about the death of your family member, he was already in the room cuddling you. He took vacation time so he didn't have to leave you. He forced you to eat and take care of yourself, and helped you when you didn't have the energy to do it yourself.

The morning of the funeral was one of those times. No energy. The color drained out of your life. Dabi sat at the side of the tub carefully washing you hair. Whispering how smart, strong and amazing you are. He wasnt going to let you forget just how special you were.

The minutes tick by and you're dressed for the service, your hair is dried and put in a pony tail and he's right there by your side. He rented a suit for himself. When he doesn't think you're looking he's so serious. Clearly pissed that you were in pain, but every time he notices your gaze he smiles that special smile for you.

The service started in a funeral home, family sat in the front rows and there you sat. Numb. Staring at a giant framed photo of your lost family. Dabi had an arm across your shoulders, sitting next to you to comfort you. Time passed by and you moved to the graveyard. Following behind the herse Dabi carefully guided you to the car and drove to follow the procession. He desperately tried to read the room, offer you encouragement when you were needing it and silent support when you did not.

He stumbled all over himself a few times. You found that endearing though. The normally full of confidence Touya was tripping all over himself out of love and a desire to help. His antics helped more than he realized. Your focus was on him through some of the hardest parts of the service. He stayed right by your side, long after everyone else went home he held you while you kneeled on the ground before the freshly buried grave and said goodbye.

"Hey doll..." Dabi whispered in your ear as you cried. "I uh... don't really believe this stuff but maybe... uh... you know... there's life after death? Maybe you'll see them again so... keep your chin up. Yeah? It's all gonna be ok. And I'm always going to be here for you."

He wasn't sure how much those words helped you, but you were grateful for his presence and desire to help.

When you got home he just held you and took care of you. He made sure that you didn't need to worry about anything.

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sublimecatgalaxy · 1 year

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Hi!! can you write an rafe x routledge!reader with a lot of angst? like the reader is trying to manipulate rafe in order to gain her trust, and somehow rafe is falling for her (and her lies) (nothing violent).

Thank you!!

I love this, it was a bit hard to understand the phrasing of the request so I did my best! I hope you like it 😌

"Yes, Sarah, I heard you-" I start but she cuts me off with a loud huff across the line and I can hear JJ, Pope, Kie and John B yelling at each other in the background, presumably about this whole ordeal.

"You need to just talk to him- he already has feelings for you so it won't be hard for him to listen to you. Just please be careful." Sarah advises and I feel the knot in my stomach only grow tighter and tighter as I approach the Cameron house. "You're a Routledge, surely you can lie." I can imagine Rafe sitting inside, minding his own business, having no clue what's to come.

"I really don't want to do this to him." I whisper into the line, frustrated tears lining my lashline at the thought of actually doing what they want me to do, pulling a manipulative side of me that I never want to have to use against someone, not even Rafe.

"He's not even human, Y/n, just do it and get out of there." She hangs up before I can say anything else and I huff, shoving my phone into my pocket before rapping my fist against the large door. Moments later, I hear the thumping of footsteps rumbling down the stairs, presumably and hopefully Rafe and a second later, the door opens.

He looks at me with wide eyes, a subtle red blush slipping across his pale cheeks as I give him a small smile. He pauses, lips parting but no words come out, just genuine shock written across his face.

"Hey Rafe, could I come in?" I ask, hugging my arms around myself and his brows pull together, neck craning so he can look back into the house before down at me with a soft look.

"Uh, yeah- sure." His hand reaches out to rest on my lower back, guiding me into his house as I look around. It's changed a lot since I've been here. "What's up- I'm kind of busy." He asks, leading me over to the livingroom so I can sit and I feel my whole plan, all the words I planned just vanishing from my brain.

"Sarah's hiding something from me, so is the whole group, and I was just wondering if you knew anything about it." The words come out in a panic, the lie completely half assed, and for a moment I expect Rafe to see through it but he doesn't.

"What do you think it's about?" He asks, visibly uncomfortable at the topic but I know that this is necessary for me to ask, for me to pry this information out of him. Even though it's completely against everything I've stood for.

"Something they're trying to find but whatever it is, it's big enough to not tell me." I pout, looking down at my hands that rest in my lap and I can feel Rafe's sorry eyes watching me. "I'm just feeling sort of left out and shitty."

"I'm sorry." Rafe mutters, reaching over to place a hand on mine which sends goosebumps up my arms and through my spine. "I, uh, I do know what it's about. I'm just not exactly at liberty to talk about it." He frowns sadly at me and I nod, sort of relieved that he didn't tell me so I can go back to the group and say he didn't cooperate. "You almost don't wanna know." He chuckles sheepishly and he reaches up to rub at the back of his neck.

"Oh." I frown with a deep, dramatic sigh. "Okay."

"Look, I'm sorry. It's for your own good. I don't want you to get in any trouble or get hurt-"

"I'm sorry, I can't do this." I cut him off, reaching over to take his hands in mine which forces his gaze to meet mine, his blue orbs deep with uncertainty. "Your sister sent me, they wanted me to get information about the cross from you and I can't do that to you." Tears immediately fill my eyes as his fast twists in discomfort and he nearly throws my hands off of him as he rises to his feet.

"What the fuck- Sarah sent you?" He bellows, head tilting calculatedly at me and I bury my face in my hands, wishing I hadn't done this or listened to any of them.

"Rafe, I'm sorry-"

"Do you even care about me, Routledge?" He gasps and takes a hefty step away from me as if being so close to me physically hurts him. "Or are you just like everyone else who just uses me and then blames me for their own shit?" I shake my head immediately, stepping up to him with a desperate look in my eyes and I fist my hands beneath my chin.

"Rafe, I told her I couldn't do it- that I couldn't do it to you." I say sternly, trying to get him to look at me but he just avoids my every advance, finally squeezing his eyes shut as tightly as he can as he fists his hair between his fingertips. "They're just desperate and thought because of your feelings that-"

"That you could manipulate me." He deadpans, eyes opening suddenly as his mood switches from something sad to something sour, jaw tensing and I begin to feel worry and dread swim through my brain.

"I couldn't go through with it. I wouldn't." I reach out to him, trying to take his hand in mine but he shoves my advance away with a pained look in his eyes, a lone tear sliding down his cheek and I can practically feel his heart breaking from feet away.

"I think you should leave." He says before I can say anything else and I feel myself shaking my head, lips parting as his name escapes me in a breathy, pathetic whimper.

"Rafe-"

"Leave!" He shouts and I jump, hands shaking at my sides and all I want to do is fall to my knees and beg for his forgiveness. I hate myself for using his trust against him, my own heart breaking as I break his.

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lizthewriter · 3 months

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💖 for MCU please

Name: Violet

Sexuality: lesbian

Hobbies: reading (fics mostly) and crafts - I absolutely love making beaded jewellery. Oh and I collect stickers; I have a sticker wall in my bedroom.

Introvert

In a friendship, I’m the mom friend, I always take care of my bestie. I love cute little pet names (I’m quite fond of bubble and pumpkin.) I push my friends to take care of themselves and I like to think they can always count on me. My love language is basically sending my friends tiktoks and memes I think they’ll like.

My favourite marvel characters are Loki and the Winter soldier - I enjoy morally grey characters. I’m obsessed with Florence Pugh and Gillian Anderson!! My style is very feminine and eclectic. I like wearing flower patterns. I’m allergic to dogs but I have a hypoallergenic dog called Minnie (short for minerva - I’m a Harry Potter fan as well as marvel) and I love her more than the whole world. My favourite food is pumpkin pasta, I love anything pumpkin and I’m a great cook.

at first i had a hard time figuring out who you would pair well with, violet, but then it hit my like a train - the answer was so clear in my head - nebula!

if there's any case of opposites attract in exsistence, it would be the two of you. as we know, nebula is gruff, definitely morally gray, not paticularly chatty, but most of all traumatized. she doesn't like to let people into her life and when people try to pry into her psyche and try to help, she usually lashes back at them. but with you, it's different.

nebula is used to ignoring her personal health and wellness to either help others or complete their own personal goals (thanos, ronan, quill). having someone who was helping her, not because they were annoyed by her behavior or just wanted her to be less of herself, would mean a lot to her. after years of not looking out for herself, it would be a nice change to have someone who really cares about her like you would. i think you would also be able to introduce her to a different perspective. you seem like someone who knows who they are, and she would greatly appreciate that seeing as she's never gotten a chance to understand herself. you would think that she would hate your stickers and jewelry and crafts, but secretly, she adores them (would probably steal a bracelet of yours, here and there, when she can). she would also probably not accept food from others, but perhaps at the smell of your cooking, she'd walk over and grab a bite.

i see you as a member of the guardians - how you joined, i've no clue, you can leave that up to yourself. you're probably close with mantis and drax, and while you enjoy spending time with your friends, you also like to spend time alone. nebula likes to watch you while you craft and when you cook - she probably has the biggest crush on you and for a while, i don't think she'd even realize it. but once she does, she becomes very overprotective, almost toxically territorial. one time you find her sitting in the hanger by herself, so you sit down with her. it's "night" (although there's not really night in space) and everyone else is asleep. you expected her to sit there with you in peaceful silence but she actually opens up to you. about her past, about how she thinks of herself - she asks you how you find happiness? she'd be inspired by whatever answer you'd give - and after that night, slowly, she would gain the confidence to join you in your hobbies. she would wear any bracelets you give to her and taste test new recipes you would try (warning: she's brutally honest, however, she tries her best to be softer with you). she smiles with you, she laughs with you. one night, you're sitting in the hangar yet again when she asks you, "have you ever felt love? real love?" because she's not sure she's ever felt it. and it's as she's watching you answer she realizes that you were the one that made her feel true love and she would cut you off with a kiss.

around you, she is truly herself - almost unrecognizable. teasing, smiley, playful, soft. i think the two of you would bring out the best in each other <333

hope you enjoyed pookie 😚

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sweet-villain · 2 years

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Don't Delete The Lustful Kisses~ D.M

Anonymous asked:

Hey,I recently found your blog and I am obsessed with it.Chould I request a Dacre Montgomery x curvy!reader where the reader feels insecure about her body and Dacre helps her understand that she is perfect the way she is by making love to her.If you feel uncomfortable don't do it,no pressure.Have a nice day ❤

Smut Ahead

Dacre was absolutely head over heels in love with you.

Though he would barely say it out loud, during the times you are in public with him-there are moments for that in private, where he shows and tells you how much loves you.

You feel like sunshine, you remind him of why beauty exists and your touches sends shivers down his spine. You are everything to him, each smile, each laugher makes his heart race.

He loves you.

He adores you.

But when your hand opens his office door with a frown on your face after only seeing him in the morning, before he an interview scheduled, Dacre knows that someone had something or done something.

He has finished up his interview already, and knows your mind has taken over telling you all the things you don't wanna hear. He would of even cut the interview short if he had the chance to, he would do it for you. He can't stand it when your seconds from crying.

You don't even look up at him to meet those blue eyes that you love when you walk into his office, too busy already in your head biting on your lip and looking like a battle was going inside your head. Those words you heard echoing in your head, pushing down your confidence that you had earlier this morning and you tried to push them away, you did.

You should of defend yourself, but the words never left your mouth as you spoke on the phone with your mother. You hear a word as if someone was talking to you and your too much in your thoughts, but those blue eyes meet yours and a smile graces your face.

" Hey Dacre," you say feeling his hand cup your cheek.

" Hey pretty," he mumbles into your hair and gives it a kiss, " you look so beautiful." His hands wrap around your waist looking down at your skirt that skims through his fingers as his index finger brushes over the top of it.

He bites his bottom lip feeling his cock twitch in his pants at the sight of you, and he hopes you possibly notice the hard on he has now. There is something about that he can't seem to get enough of.

" Thank you, baby. You look good" You say admiring his shirt that he chose matching his eyes.

Dacre is absolutely beautiful, he always looks good from head to toe, from the shirt he wear to the ring on his fingers to the way he does his hair to the shoes he chooses.

" How was the phone call with your mom?" He asks, and you pause for a moment, before offering him a small smile in attempt to show him everything is okay.

" Did she say something?" He asks, you shake your head.

" I'm okay," you say, your tone a bit higher than usual. " Did your interview finish already?" You ask, trying to change the subject.

Dacre looks down at you and knows something is wrong. You can't hide from him. But he doesn't pry, instead he kisses on top of your nose and smiles down at you.

" It went well, it was the only one for today. Wanna go to the bedroom or a walk?

You instantly bite you bottom lip at the mention of park, the conversation with your mom brings you back to that uneasy feeling.

" Our bedroom. Please" you say, giddy to be in your own bed.

He takes your hand in his as he leads you to the bedroom.

" Dacre?" you asked. He hums as you call him. " You're beautiful" you tell him. He smiles as he stands up shedding off his shirt and your mouth waters at the sight of his chest coming into view, heart racing knowing he loves it when you watch him undress.

He smirks as you watch him before he unbuckles his belt and pushes his pants to the floor in one moment that has your cheeks painted the color red.

" This is all yours, pretty girl"

Your mouth open and closes, meeting his eyes, full of lust and love. Your eyes roam lower to the growing bulge in his pants that grows bigger under your eyes.

You want to get on your knees for him and beg for his cock, his attention, those fingers, even though you know he's going to give you everything you ask for.

But you sit on the bed running your mother's words.

" You're too big for him, your not suitable for a man like him"

Dacre watches as you pout with your shoulder slump and he knows someone or something upset you, he knows.

" No, hey" Dacre cups your cheeks bringing you up to look at him.

" Am I too big, Dacre?" You ask, in the softest voice that he has ever heard, looking elsewhere but his eyes.

" No, pretty girl. You're not" He erasers and he watches as tears collect in your eyes. You close your eyes as silent tears roll down your cheeks.

" She was so mean, today," you stood up from the bed ready to walk away from him when he brings you into his chest, bringing you back down on the bed as he sits with you.

He stands up and makes his way to the bathroom and runs a wash cloth underneath the water as he steps out of the bathroom. He makes his way back to you, lifting your face up with one finger as he swipes your make up off your face. He wipes off the running mascara and places a small kiss on your cheek.

" Do you-" you sniffle before you continue, " Do you think I'm not suitable for you?"

There is silence between the two of you.

" You're my person, pretty girl. I love you more than anything, you complete me as cheesy as that sounds"

You giggle.

" Did she tell you that you weren't right for me?"

" Yes" you says, a small smile on your lips as he moves your hair away from your face that keeps covering your eyes.

" She said I wasn't suitable for you and that I was too big" you look away from him as you said it.

" It got me, and I know it shouldn't. I always think you'll find someone prettier, someone who is not like me"

" I'm not going to" you turn your head to meet his gaze.

" You're beautiful, pretty girl" Dacre says. " You're sweet, and you take my breath away. You have such a big heart, too."

" Thank you" you say softly. He helps you get into bed, getting on his side as he pulls you into him, wrapping his arm around you. Your fingers play with the necklace around his neck, that lays on his chest most of the time.

You play with it as if gives you comfort.

" She said people laugh at me behind closed doors and behind their hands when they see me, out and about" you mumbled, eyes on the chain as you play with it.

" That standing by your side, I don't give you enough room to breathe"

Dacre purse his lips, he doesn't particularly like your mother and this is one of many reasons why. She aways put you down and he seen it in person.

" She has something you don't" He says.

" What do you mean?" you ask, leaning into him.

" Because you have man in your life that love you, she doesn't have that. She does't know what we have is real, that you and I are forever"

You look up at him.

" Really?" you asked, voice a little over a whisper but you feel your heart flutter at his words.

He smiles, nodding

" I love you so much, pretty girl"

You lean up to kiss him. The love you feel for him is so strong and you feel like your heart will rip out of your chest at one point.

" I love you too, Dacre" You respond and he chuckles as you shower him in kisses.

You can feel he's still hard in between your thighs and you can't help it but push your hips against his.

" Pretty girl" He gasps, his hot breath over your lips as he gasps again.

You giggle at his desperation, rolling your hips.

" You little minx" He groans, moving on his back as he gives you the opportunity to kiss his neck, collarbones and shoulders. His fingers run through your hair as your lips wonder over his skin. Your lips travel down to his chest to his boxers, tugging them down.

" Let me" he pulls away, chuckling at your whines as you undressed yourself and pull down your panties. Dacre helps you sit up as he unclaps your bra.

You love the feeling of his chest against yours, you can't help but pull him down, meeting his lips.

" I love you" you mumble against his mouth. He smiles against your lips.

" I love you too, pretty girl. I'm not going anywhere" His hands reach up grabbing at your tits.

You moan as he squeezes.

" You like that?"

" Yes" you moan.

His finger dances over your nipples, it feels so good whenever he touches you.

You gasp in surprise when he pinches your nipples between his fingers.

" Do you like that too?" You nod, throwing your head back as you moan. The tugging on your nipples and the way he circles around it makes your pussy drip, be needy for him.

" You wanna come, pretty?" he teases, " so soon? Just for me?"

" Yes Dacre"

" You are so prefect. All for me"

" Yes Dacre, yes"

You whine as he rolls your nipples between his fingers causing you to arch your back.

He smirks as he watches your body come undone for him, but you gasp as he pushes your legs apart where your pussy is fully view to him.

" You have such a pretty cunt" he mumbles underneath his breath. Your eyes watch his moment, he only looks at you for a moment before he spits on your clit. Your eyes go wide in surprise, feeling the spit run down from your clit to your entrance.

You whine and arch your back for him.

" I think you should keep my spit there, might warm you up. Huh?

You moaned at his words.

" Yes, daddy"

His thumb goes back to circling your nipples making you whine again.

" I need you to come again for me, pretty girl. I want to see how needy you are for me"

" Dacre" you whined and he chuckles, darkly.

" You can do it, pretty girl.. I know you can"

"Yes, sweet girl, give me another, come on..." He slaps your clit, chuckling hearing you whine for him and he pinches your clit causing you to come.

" You're so good, pretty girl" Dacre praises. " Yeah?" you ask.

" Of course, baby" he says, his hot breath fans over your face, his lips brush against yours, " you're my everything."

You always want to do good for him. Be his good girl

He leans back on his side, giving you a moment to catch your breath as he tugs on your leg putting it over his hip as the tip of his cock brushes against your pussy.

" You okay?" He asks, you nod with a little whine as you need him.

His cock rubs on your clit, back and forth causing you to gasp and moan for him.

" Words, pretty girl" He says.

" Yes, Dacre. I want you to fuck me, please baby"

" My good pretty girl" He praises, rewarding as he the tip of his cock pushing inside of you.

You take deep breathe, it's been awhile since you and Dacre were intimate. But your wet enough that he can slip in with no problem.

He takes his time to push himself fully into you, moving his hips and finding the moments that work for the both of you. You moan against his chest, small whimpers feeling his cock touch in the right spots deep inside of you.

He fills you up and stretches you good, you look up at him with a smile reassuring him you aren't hurting.

His blue eyes and yours meet for a moment as he waits for you to tell him when you are ready for him to move.

" Move" his thrust are slow at first, he want you to feel good.

It's when you moan and whimper for him, pleading that you want him deep and more of him that he praises you.

" What a pretty girl, asking for what she wants" he goes a little faster, " always being so good for me"

His hand comes to cup your chin, leveling his eyes with you seeing you slip into bliss.

" Tell me" he kisses your lips, " Tell me who's good girl you are"

When you don't answer him, he harshly moves his hips.

" Tell me"

" I'm your good girl, baby" you tell him making him moan.

" Let me hear it again"

" I'm your good girl, daddy"

" You are, my pretty girl" He grunts " I wanna hear it louder"

You keep telling him that your his good girl, changing from calling him baby to daddy. Each time you did, it's either a slow thrust or a deep harsh thrust of his cock.

Your tits are pressed against his chest, you feel like your as one when your with him like this. You lean down a bit, near the necklace as you suck on his skin leaving a mark knowing it would be shown through the open shirts he wears.

He groans as he looks down.

" My sexy girl"

You look at him in surprise. He pauses into slower thrust, biting his bottom lip as he realizes what he said. But he nods confirming that you are indeed his sexy girl.

He feels your cunt clench around him and that's what get you.

" Your sexy girl" you mumble, moving your hips, whining to have him thrust into you the way he was. He does, thrusting in deep as you continue to tell him you were his pretty girl and change it to his sexy girl.

You feel your hear in clouds, you're close and you know he knows you are.

" Come on my cock, pretty girl. I want it. You're doing so good"

You gasps with your hand over his necklace, as a cry escapes from you as you come. Dacre keeps thrusting in you, he wants your legs to shake and he wants you to not feel them tomorrow.

He thrust one more time into you before he cums to, moaning your name causing you to moan feeling him fill you up inside of you.

You both catch your breath as you lay on your side with your hair plaster on your face and hissing when he pulls out of you, his cum and your cum drip down your thighs. Dacre smirks as he watches his cum mixed with your drip down, he takes his finger and takes some of it as he brushes it against your lips.

You open your mouth to clean his finger off but your eyes go wide seeing him lick a stipe of your cum with his with his tongue. He sits up as he licks his lips.

" You were so good, baby" he stands up from the bed making his way to the bathroom to get a wash clothes and runs back, making you giggle as cleans you off and tossing it aside. He lays down besides you, covering you up with the covers and places a kiss on your forehead.

" You're perfect for me, I'm not going anywhere. I promise" you purse your lips, he chuckles leaning down to kiss you and moves your hair from your face.

" My pretty good girl" he says and it's the last thing you hear as your eyes closed, sleep overtakes you and Dacre lays down with you, watching you sleep.

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doctorprofessorsong · 2 years

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A dramatic re-telling of my SPNDen adventure

So, I was supposed to go to the gold panel, but I had to run to the room for something. The elevator stops on the third floor and the doors open a few inches, close again, open a bit, close. Stop. I'm decidedly stuck.

I calmly (frantically) press every button, nothing happens.

So I call the emergency services with the call button. "Please hold for emergency services. *hold music."

Well fuck. Like a modern person with 12 minutes to get out of the elevator, I send completely normal messages like "HELP. I'M STUCK IN THE ELEVATOR." Nothing goes through.

It occurs to me this is my fault for locking Dean and Cas in an elevator in TBATT.

Someone comes on the line "emergency services how may I help you?"

I inform them I am stuck in the elevator. The operator responds as if I have ordered a value meal and she needs to know what soda I want: "is the power out?"

I confirm that my new prison is well lit. She says OK I'll let them know call if there are further emergencies. Click.

I am like: she didn't even ask me where I was? The doors open again a few inches.

I try pulling them. They stubbornly mock me. I wish Misha Collins, beefcake, was there. I try pacing a bit to see if I can get service. Nothing happens.

Finally, I hear someone walk by. I scream through the crack in the door to go tell the front desk and thankfully they do.

The facilities guy shows up and informs me the fire department is coming. As an added bonus to intermittent opening and closing of the doors, the emergency alarm also goes off sometimes.

I am now not making the beginning of the panel.

The fire department shows up. Finally! I will be free! This is gonna make such a great story in the panel if I'm...nope. they can't get the doors open. But now in addition to the intermittent wail of the alarm, the elevator is shaking as they try to use a tool to pry the doors open.

The doors are as stubborn as Cas, who ignores all my prayers to fly me away. Ass (affectionate). Perhaps I am an abomination.

A firefighter decides to pry the door open from the top. Much shaking ensues. He yells down that the doors are bent.

I joke: so are you saying I live here now?

The firefighter: haha. No. We'll just bring you through the top.

Me: oh nooooooo.

See I am doing great in my new tiny room actually. What I don't enjoy is heights.

And this is high. And small. And actually, I'm good.

The firefighters, unconcerned with the impending hit to my pride (it's as if they are unimpressed with my CLEAR bravery. I'm basically a hero at this point 😅)

They drop a ladder straight down. Understand this ladder is too short. It barely reaches the panel and it's supposed to be angled.

This is definitely how I die. Cool.

I hear the following discussion:

Firefighter 1: you gotta go down

Firefighter 2: oh am I the smallest on the truck

Firefighter 1: yeah. Neither of us are going to fit.

My brain: oh no. What if my ass doesn't fit through the skyhole? I am gonna be like Winnie the Pooh stuck in the cave, getting pushed.

Me (probably).

The firefighter does that cool slide thing they do without touching the rungs.

He has me climb up the ladder. I cannot overstate how much I, and therefore the ladder, is shaking. My buddy firefighter 2, bless him, is like: I'm not gonna let you fall, ma'am.

I get to the top of the ladder and very cooly (complete and total panic) point out (hysterically screech) there is nothing to hold onto.

Firefighter 1 (bless him) says: ma'am, do you want to hold on to me?

I grab his arm so tight the poor man probably has bruises and pull myself out. My ass and I make it...

But not to the J2 panel.

I thank them profusely. Confirm I do not require medical assistance and resolve not to see them again.

I see them a few hours later responding to the fire alarm and medical event.

The Aurora Fire Department is the real MVP of the con.

#spnden

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