#i just keep fucking failing everything!!! I cant do anything right!!!

[teddynottss]

• - ARE YOU FLIRTING OR STARTING A FIGHT?- •

PAIRING(S): theodre nott x fem. reader

WARNING(S): smutt

SUMMARY: theodore and y/n are academic rivals, and when one time she gets into an argument with snape and gets detention, the slytherin boy finds a way to follow her there

A/N: thanks for 100 followers ily all 💓

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Everyone knew you and theodore were academic rivals, both of you had always been racing to be at the top of your classes for years now. However, you always were a few points ahead of him, so you always managed to find a way to brag about it.

You’d always rub your higher marked grades in front of his face, you’d tease him about it in the corridor, lunchtime, anytime, all the time. One class however, potions, was one you faced difficulty with.

Snape wasn’t the biggest fan of your house, Ravenclaw, neither was he of you. He gave you a hard time in his class, while on the other hand theo had it the way he liked.

One time in potions class, Draco gave Neville a potion which caused the Gryffindor boy to throw up slugs all over the room. This little show earned a good chuckle from pretty much everyone, and seeing as Snape wasn’t really trying to do anything about it, you finally snapped. “What the hell is going on?” you shout. “Calm yourself, ms.” Snape answered. “No, no! Look what hes doing to him, do something about it!” “Alright, shush now. This is my class, my business to handle, my choices to make and take.” He said, more angrily now.

“This is bullshit!” You shout. “All right, detention ms!” Snape shouts angrily. Just then, theodore punches blaise in the face, making his nose bleed. Holding his face, blaise speaks “what the actual fuck was that for?”. Theo then goes for another punch and thats when snape stops him using his wand, “alright nott, detention for you too!” you could see the little smirk appearing on theo’s lips as snape spoke.

Later ~

The both of you had to spend your night cleaning the library for detention, wonderful. You got there and to your surprise, theo was already there before you. You ignore him and immediately get to work, you wanted to be done and out of here in no time.

As you’re putting some of the books back, he approaches you. “You’re not going to ignore me the whole night right?” to that you dont answer. “But really, Longbottom, out of all people?” He chuckles. “What are you trying to say, neville is my friend and everyone always finds a way to make fun of him so i will not allow that to happen in my presence.”

You leave the slytherin boy in shock and he turns back to keep working on his part. After a while, he speaks again “You know that this whole problem thing with snape will cause you to fail his class?” he speaks.

“I do.” You scoff. “That means i have a higher chance of getting ahead of you and being at the top of the grade this year.”he teases. “I dont even fucking care nott.” You speak as you keep your face to the front, putting the books back in place. “But that wont happen.” He adds. You turn to him confused, “huh?”. “That wont happen i said.” He speaks.” “And how come?” you ask. “Listen to me, we’ve been academic rivals for years, every single time i was so close to beating you, but i never did, do you ever wonder how?”

You don’t speak, as you cant quiet understand what he’s talking about. He then proceeds to continue “i did it on purpose, i knew how much it matters to you, i read your diary in our first year saying how you were so bad at everything you’ve tried and that studying was the only thing you were good at, thats why i’d write the wrong answers on purpose. Id also steal potter’s invisibility cloak to sneak into the classrooms and change your wrong answers.”

“There is no way,” you say hesitantly unsure what to say instead. “Yes, you need to believe me.” “What the fuck, are you flirting with me or tryna start a fight?” He tilts your chin to look up at him, “i never wanna fight with you, i just want you to be happy.”

Just then you lean in closer and connect your lips. He kisses you back, tongues colliding, his hands land on your hips and he pulls you in closer. He pins you to the bookshelf and starts leaving wet, hungry kisses on your neck and collarbone. You moan at the feeling and grab his hair, to which he responds by biting the skin on your neck, slowly, then more aggressively. “Theo, i wanna thank you for what you did” you speak in between moans. “I wanna pleasure you please.” “You’ll only pleasure me by doing what i ask you to do, let me give you head until you forget your name, cara mia.”

Just then he lifts you so that your legs rest on his shoulders, he raises your skirt and lowers you panties. “God you’re already so fucking wet f’me bella.” He says as he begins trailing kisses around your pussy. You arch your back a bit, wanting him to eat you out already to which he chuckles before he begins teasing your folds with his tongue.

He licks your folds then keeps a hand on your thigh to make sure you don’t fall before he adds three fingers inside you all in one go. “HOLY FUCKKKK” you scream and squirm and squeeze around him, only burying his face deeper into your pussy as his tongue and fingers work in sync. You feel your climax building already, “im gonna cum, theo.” You moan as theo speeds his movements. “FUCKK, OH SHIT YEAH JUST LIKE THAT.”

You release and theo licks you clean. He then shows you some of your come on his fingers and he makes you lick them off his fingers. “You taste so fucking good,” he speaks, kissing you. You moan into his mouth then speak “let me give you head, please, i promise to swallow everything.” He breaks the kiss and smiles at you before beginning to remove his pants. You kneel between the boy, who’s now sat on a chair, and find the lace of his boxers.

You pull them down to reveal his hard, throbbing cock. You begin leaving trails of kisses along his v line. Then, you grab his cock and begin massaging it. He leans down to kiss you as you’re playing with him. You palm him and feel his dick twitch at your touch, then you take most of his length in one go. He moans loudly at the feeling as you lick around, sucking better than ever.

You allow your head to move up and down as you try to take more of his length, your nails digging into his thighs. He tugs at your hair, his fingers playing with your brown curls. The slytherin boy then pushes your head completely making his cock hit the back of your throat.

You gag loudly, the sound sending shivers down theos body. As a result, he throws his head back, moaning as you quicken your moves. “Ohhh, my god ‘hm, yeah, please.. mm.. hmh.. fuckkk just like that principessa.” The boy now a whining, whimpering mess. him moaning like that oml.

Without warning, he cums into your mouth. You look up at him between your lashes, your eyes filled with tears. He smiles down at you, watching you swallow everything. He then carries you and places you on his lap, “good girl, that was fucking awesome, tesoro (sweetheart).”

“I wanna make you cum one more time tonight, i know you have one left.” he speaks. “Only if you promise to come inside me.” You announce. He chuckles and nods as he begins removing your shirt. He removes it then proceeds to remove your bra.

Your boobs fly out, bouncing, also revealing your hard tits. He immediately lays his mouth on your breast, pleasuring your left boob, licking and sucking on it endlessly. He also used his other hand to pinch and play with your tit on the other side. This man, lord. He was only playing with your boobs and he was already gonna throw you over the edge again.

He then pleasured the other boob similarly, licking, sucking, and biting before he started leaving a trail of kisses all the way up to your neck. He then held your hips and slowly begin lowering you onto him, you were able to get most of him in the first time. Then, he gave you time to adjust before pushing more of himself in. You moan when you have his whole length in and then when you get used to his size, you begin riding him.

As you begin riding him slowly and carefully, he groans slightly at the feeling. Theo then places his fingers on your clit and starts rubbing hard which makes you feel yourself cum start to form. “Im gonna cum again teddy..” you announce. “Do it, f’me cara mia.” You speed your movements and so does he, you begin moaning at the speed of things to which he kisses you to stop the moans from being too loud.

Then, theo uses his hips to thrust deeper into your so that you’re practically bouncing on him. That is followed by him sucking on the sensitive skin on your neck, biting and licking it until you scream as you release onto him. As he’s helping you ride out your climax, you moan his name making him groan and cum inside of you.

The boy then grabs your face and kisses you hard, “i fucking loved that,” he speaks. “So did i” you smile back at him. Just then, you hear a sound coming from somewhere to which you both jump in fear and begin getting dressed. You manage to put your skirt and shirt on, but the slytherin boy only his pants before mr lupin appears.

His eyes widen in surprise at the site of the boy half naked, “a little hot mr nott?” “uhh.. yes sir” he says hesitantly. Remus then chuckles, “im gonna let it slide this time but please try to do it in a more private place and finish your duties too.” You both nod before moving back to your jobs.

#harry potter #slytherin #theodore nott #theodore nott fanfiction #slytherin boys #smut #theodore nott x reader

[sweater-equestrian]

[vent/ only rb if commenting]

having a full mental breakdown because of my shitty horrible family / barn. Romeo stays at my family members barn free of charge- this is because my dad has always helped them build their equestrian center, even before we had Romeo or planned to have Romeo. This free board has been our saving grace during tough financial times (including now) and is why I can “own” a horse in the first place. But they suck! they schedule farrier and vet visits without asking me or telling me in advance- I get a text the night before if I am lucky. My phone has been on the fritz and not receiving texts. I had no idea the farrier was today. I also have schizophrenia- this is key because between it and ptsd, my memory is HORRIBLE. I have always been forgetful, but at this point I have full memory loss. It also means I am prone to being nocturnal- due to certain symptoms, sleeping is hard for me unless I am like, eyes hurt levels of exhausted. I did not sleep today until 5 am, and as a result, slept through the farrier. Now I have my barn owners (and dad) calling me all morning- are they concerned about me, a known suicidal and severely mentally ill person? no! why would they be! I am instead met with hostility and shaming. This is a historical pattern- “why don’t you have a job????” “why are you working minimum wage and can’t hold down a job? you are too smart to burden your father like that” “excuse me??? we told you to water the flowers why we where out of town!!! if you can’t help us out, maybe Romeo should find somewhere else to live and someone else to live with” (that threat was a long sit down in which my aunt and uncle cornered me and cussed me out for not remembering to water flowers- I have memory loss. I had remembered to, by myself, take care of the four horses we had at the time and carry bales of hay out every day. My family was also doing poorly due to my dads alcoholism- something they encourage, fyi. They knew this fully and where more or less threatening to rehome Romeo on me, over two planters of $60 flowers being wilty. Mind you, they are top 1% of income. This family makes more in a year than my father makes in 10. They make more in a year than I make in 100. I was not doing it out of hostility. It was not about the flowers.). In response to me daring to talk back or defend myself, they go straight to threatening my horse- it has gone so far as for them to threaten to kill both Romeo, my dog, and my other animals, any time I say an opinion they don’t like- be it political, me trying to stand up for myself, me standing up for other family members, or even just like, me being quiet. I’ve had times where I see them doing yard work, and wave to be nice, only for them to come over and tear into me for not working or helping out more or for doing something ‘wrong’ (I recall one time when I was walking Romeo in hand around the arena, and he pulled me over to a weed. I corrected him by holding out treats to get his attention back on me, which worked. I got yelled at for not ‘teaching him a lesson’ and ‘giving him vices’ and ‘ruining [co-owners name] horse’. Because..... I didn’t instantly give him a bruise on his nose for being a horse and wanting to do horse things). I am equal parts mad at them (and dreaming of the day I can cut ties), but also feeling like the shittiest horse owner alive. I daydream of future horses all the time, but I don’t think I ever will- both financially and because I don’t know if I’m a good pet owner at all.

#idk sorry for the pitty party #i just keep fucking failing everything!!! I cant do anything right!!! #Not to mention I cant ride. both in the sense that I am talentless but also in the sense that I am literally too heavy to ride #im now over 27% of romeos weight- a weight that was last taken nearly 10 years ago when he was in performance shape mind you so #likely more than 27% #not too many horses can carry 300+ lbs once you account for me and tack #like that leaves me with beefed up stock horses in prime shape (out of budget and I don't know enough about horses to keep them #in that shape) #and then drafts #which i cant afford because they eat too much and our farrier doesnt trim them so like #id have to pay both for a farrier who does drafts (preferably barefoot) and the drive out fee #and considering I doubt i would find a farrier super close who agrees to trim a barefoot draft like #hachi machi that sounds like a 80-100 farrier visit which is just not money my family has #not to mention like the doubt that im even a good enough handler to handle a draft! #like I click with horses and have been able to handle some spicey horses but its all been like #ponies and arabian stallion yearlings and then like #just our hot headed quarter horse whos a push over once she trusts you #I have never once handled a horse taller than me nor ridden one #I dont know shit about biomechanics or how to do dressage #like frankly compared to yall on tumblr i feel like a stupid hick #but not even like a cool one who can do cowboy stuff like #it would be different if i could say dressage who? I know how to sort cows and lasso cows and do cool rancher stuff #but instead im like. hi i am too fat to ride my elderly horse so instead here is some stupid little clicker training with stupid tricks #that no one cares about or is interested in #idk i should stop deluding myself that im an equestrian and not just some idiot giving an old horse bad habits and failing to take #good enough care of him #if I cant remember vets and farriers and deworming reliably I shouldn't have the horse #i ruin fucking everything

[chewwytwee]

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#im not gonna be posting about roe v wade anymore #i have a few reasons but 1: go read the fucking news if you need info why are you relying on your tumblr dash to give relevant information #2: not wanting to add more doomscroll content to my blog isnt a moral failing its a survival tactic see point 1 go read the fucking news #3: I really really do hope that my blog can be a place of respite right now #like that sounds lofty and pretentious and ig it kinda is but idk theres no place you can turn right now that isnt talking about this #thats not bad. in fact its good that people are angry. I'm angry. I'm angry and im scared for the rights of every marginalized person #in the us right now. But goddamn just reading about how much everything sucks and how terrible everything is really isnt doing anything #. being informed is good but i dont think there is a single concievable way right now that you CANT be informed. if youre not aware of whats #going on in the supreme court at the moment I applaud you because jesus christ youre living off the grid #I don't know what to do about this. I am a single human being and the problem is hundreds of years of systemic oppression #the political inertia of whats happening alone is incomprehensibly large #and i dont know how to stop that. especially not from my fucking tumblr blog with like... 100 followers #if yall need to talk im here. I want my blog to be someplace safe rn #so yeah keep reading and keep being angry. I know im going to be #but im not gonna reblog anything else

[ludinusdaleth]

i feel like the mere idea of bringing up orym & ludinus and their entwined threads of fate is taboo, but i cant stop thinking about it.

orym is a rare, nearly impossible kind of protector - a guard, somehow not attached to a corrupt, brutal system. he just wishes to protect his home, his leader. but ludinus, via otohan, attacks this peaceful place. he turns the ashari cautious & agrieved. he turns the society of air into the eye of a hurricane. orym is turned into a widow. his title as guard is marred; he failed. maybe zephrah is forever marked as a battleground & graveyard, now.

orym walks across tal'dorei & marquet, slowly healing beside his friends, protecting them as best he can. but then he learns who killed his family, and she kills his friends, too - and him, for a moment, giving him visions of his dead husband, reopening the wound. he is in the eye of a sandstorm, tinged red by the moon. he is a pilgrim no longer. his attempt to be a guard has once again been thwarted. maybe you cant have peace if you're a protector.

orym is at the center of the goddamn planet, the leylines aligning as he witnesses his leader fall at the hands of otohan, again at the center of his home's wound, and ludinus, again pulling the strings. a protector far stronger, more capable, than him, adorned in feathers, alight with divinity, falls worse. his friends are flung to the far sides of the world. he once again fails as a guard. maybe a guard is too small in the scale of this world's forces to impact the tide at all.

and so, orym nods to laudna as she rips bor'dor's life from him. he shears his hair ever more, adorns tougher armor. he makes a deal with a hag, desperate for any chance someone he cares for could maybe fucking make it out okay - even if his vastly increased sternness to keep them safe pushes all of them farther into fear of their own. he sneers with unfathomable anguish as he sees ludinus at the volcano and wastes every one of his action points to rip his soldiers apart. he uses ludinus's harness. he takes the willmaster's power. he keeps pushing into the bloodred storm. he could never be a guard right. so it is time to be a soldier. to truly protect must mean to run to the source of all of it and end it once and for all.

all of the bells have been forged by ludinus, a horseman of war, but orym takes it most viscerally. he does everything in his power to stop ludinus, but in a way the elf has already won - or perhaps, in his need for exandria to be "saved" (as he percieves his actions will do), he's failed, but the bells have still lost. because this new generation isnt at peace. they arent even heroes. they are soldiers. orym more than anyone else has accepted that is his life, his death, his fate. there is no goal of his that doesnt end at ludinus. ludinus, who just like him, lost everything in a war involving gods. who has felt the way the world keeps turning, unbothered by what destroyed his society. who uses that accursed harness to take power for a cause. who doesnt want to force someones mind to get what he needs, or kill, but does, because it is necessary. who has pushed himself to the point he is a means to an end more than a person, willing to rip himself apart because he doesnt matter, his goal does. who cant see anything but war on the horizon anymore.

when the two are mentioned together it causes folk to bristle. the idea orym could be in ludinus's shadow is seen as a suggestion that orym is evil as him. but, thats not what i intend. it is a terrible thing, watching someone's gaze harden after tragedy. once a long time ago, as the gods fought across exandria, ludinus saw his world destroyed. and so he enacted a plan to ensure that would never happen again. that they would suffer, and mortals would thrive. but his plan was a god's foot, trampling mortal society upon society. and so orym saw his world destroyed. and he knows killing ludinus is how to let it mend. as the two march forward, in a second calamity, i can think of nothing but the first scene of exu: calamity, when pelor & asmodeus fought as avalir fell below them. despite ludinus's raging, incredible hatred of the gods, the biggest tragedy of all is that mortals really are crafted in the gods' image: and he, & orym, are most representative of that endless cycle of war, of this war, a failure of the past generations, of ludinus, to ensure a "true" freedom of mortals. of peace.

willmaster edmunda was a terrible person, but i fear she was on the right track when she spat at orym "some would like to live in harmony [with Exandrians]. some... know the nature of violence, that others like you carry."

he would never have carried it if ludinus had not dropped it at his feet.

#critical role meta #critical role #campaign 3 #orym of the air ashari #ludinus da'leth #long post #van speaks

[kairi101]

The Father and Father Figures (Pt. 1)

pairings: rafe cameron x mom!reader, (platonic!topper x reader and platonic!kelce x reader in the next parts)

warnings: mentions of abuse, angst, fluff, swearing, semi short, not proofread or edited at all

Summary: after your abusive babydaddy kicked you out, you had no choice but to return to your old friends. But later the past comes back to haunt you.

A/n: This is my first fic im posting on here, so feedback/requests are greatly appreciated. Pt 2 in a few days <3

part 2

After your soon to be babydaddy found out you were pregnant, he took everything from you. Every expensive item he's ever bought you now belonged to him. You reached out to your parents for help, but they were more concerned over the fact you got pregnant out of wedlock. They claimed "You are an embarrassment to the y/l/n legacy." That brings you here, a month later, on the balcony of Tanny Hill with all of your belongings in a single backpack. Not suprisingly, Rafe Cameron was completely passed out on the couch with the remnants of a party.

You begin picking up cups full of who knows what, trying to let Rafe sleep by not making much noise. but your attempt to let him sleep quickly failed as your clumsy self tripped over air and landed right on top of the Cameron boy.

"what the hell" he mumbles sleepily as he rubs his eyes with his left arm. he looks down to the added weight on top of him "y/n?"

"Hi" you try to pull off your tumble by tightly embracing him.

"Bear, what are you doing here?" he smiles and you do as well but at the childhood nickname. His big arms wrap around you gently. You look up and he sees your tear stained face, his smile going away quicker than it came. "oh please don't cry, if it's your dick head of a boyfriend again I'll kill that guy, i swear."

"no, we broke up like a month ago" you sigh.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" He asks, slightly upset over the fact you never mentioned it to him despite communicating the past few weeks.

"rafe im pregnant" you practically whisper. Rafe stares at you for a moment, eyes wide in shock as tears flow down your face despite his plea not to. "I don't know what to do, he kicked me out and my parents pretty much disinherited me and i-"

"Y/n" he says as he sits up, making you sit up as well "We'll figure this out together, okay? I won't let you go at this alone" His words only made you sob even harder but only because, well, rafe is notorious for being the biggest asshole on the island. But he never was to you. he always was there for you, despite all the shit he goes through himself.

You back away from his embrace and had to come clean with him "Rafe, I appreciate your offer, but I really don't think having you around a baby is the best idea" you question. "You're still on drugs and drinking and i really don't think you'd be the best influence on a child or me."

He takes a deep breath to keep his temper under control "Fuck, y/n I just want to help. I'll change for you. I'd do fucking anything for you."

"that is so toxic listen to yourself." you chuckle "You don't need to change who you are because of me."

"I know i don't need to but i just really want to, please give me a chance"

"Rafe-"

"y/n" he begs with those striking blue eyes that you just cant bring yourself to say no to

"fine you have 7 months" you caved.

He smiles as he tells you "I'll make it the best seven months of your life" He ruffles your hair and you scrunch your nose. Rafe leans back to look at you, making sure you're okay, your tears still falling but a smile plastered on your face. "you're too adorable to ever have to go through all that shit he put you through"

"I still have no place to stay" you mumble almost to yourself.

"Stay with me. I'm sure Ward wouldn't mind having you back here; he still talks about you." That didn't surprise you either because Ward trusted you with Rafe, which is a pretty huge deal.

"Oh yeah? what does he say about me?" Rafe's face turns slightly pink as he diverts eye contact with you. oh my god is he blushing?

"Nothing he just says you're a good influence on me, shit like that." You knew he was lying but you decided to not say anything, so you just nodded. He stands up and reaches his hand out to help you up.

"I'm still fully capable of helping myself up, but thanks" you grin as you take his hand.

"Anything for you, bear" He smiles and leads you up the stairs to his room. "You can stay in my room, the beds all yours I'll either sleep on the couch or on the floor"

"You don't have to do that, Rafe" You say in an attempt to be humble, but you knew Rafe wasn't giving you a choice.

"I know i don't y/n, I just really really want to help out, okay?" you hesitantly nod "In fact, we're going shopping tomorrow" he says picking you up and gently throwing you on the bed.

"Rafe" you giggle staring into his eyes. You just stare at each other for what felt like eternity, but rafe eventually ruins the moment and heads towards the door.

"I'm going downstairs to clean up. you should probably sleep y/n, no offense you look exhausted."

"No, Rafe, stay" you scooch over making a space for him. He doesn't hesitate and slides next to you so you're facing each other. You come closer towards him to bury your head in his chest, and doze off. And as soon as you're asleep, Rafe kisses the top of your head and one of his large hands finds your back, pulling you impossibly closer.

a/n: the ending kinda sucks but oh well. lmk if u wanna be tagged in pt 2

#rafe x reader #outerbanks rafe #rafe fanfiction #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #rafe outer banks #rafe x y/n #rafe imagine #rafe cameron imagine

[klance-brainrot]

klancing all things end by hozier

tw: angst, mcd, klance on-off relationship

They know they will break up again and then get back together and then break up again because they just don't work together but they can't live without one another.

Their personalities clash too severely for it to work permanently.

"The last time I felt your weight on my chest, you said: we didn't get it right, but love, we did our best"

this is them knowing they are going to break up again soon because they can't be together for more than a month and they both feel the end nearing. This is the calm before the storm, this is the night before another big fight, this is the cuddle before the argument.

"Just knowing that everything will end and we should not change our plan when we begin again"

this is them talking about their next try at a relationship and how, even though it never works, they would never change anything about their fucked up relationship attempts because at least they can be together that way.

"All that we intend is built on sand"

when starting new they both already know it's going to fail again. it's a fragile peace, it's all built on sand, it can be swept away by a single wave.

"If there was anyone to ever get through this life with their heart still intact, they didn't to it right"

this is Lance standing over Keith's grave and thinking about all they could've been and all they could've done together if it had worked. But it didn't work out. They tried so often but it never worked out, but Lance knows he doesn't regret a thing, he would've tried over and over and over again for those moments where it does work.

Until it doesn't.

Since he knows Keith, he knows, he didn't regret a thing either. Keith too would've tried over and over and over again just for those few moments of peace in between.

Their friends and family had tried countless times to tell them that it wouldn't work - it wouldn't work this time and it wouldn't work the next time they tried, but they never listened. For a while they tried to keep their distance from each other, but both of them were doing so bad during it. Lance was barely eating and ended up in the ER. Keith thought he was the only one suffering that badly but once Shiro let it slip that Lance was in the hospital he couldn't do it anymore and he came back. They always came back to each other. They cant live without each other.

"I have never known a silence like the one fallen here, never watched my future darken in a single tear"

this is the first time they broke up. They really thought it would work but their personalities and traumas and behavioral tendencies just work against each other unfortunately. Keith thought it was fixable, he would try everything, but one fight had gone too far and Lance breaks up with him. He sheds one single tear while doing it but remains otherwise neutral and says that it's probably better form him to take some time for himself. Keith is numb from shock and can't really say anthing, nothing that'd help Lance stay. So he watches the single tear fall and he watches him leave. For the first time. He will watch him leave over and over and over again.

"I know we want this to go easy by being someone's fault, but we've come long enough to know this isn't what we want"

this is their 5th breakup. They've done this before. They know how this goes. They get back together, they are good together for a few weeks until everything goes down the drain again. Most of the time there isn't even a trigger really. It's just a few fights too many and a few unfortunate things said that hurt bad. Too bad.

Lance says this when he's about to leave again - they both know it's both of their fault and at the same time it's noones fault.

Because that's who they are.

Keith with his parental trauma and need to distance himself from the ones he loves, and Lance with his fear of abandonment and being the second choice. He grew up in a happy family and can't deal with Keith's traumas forever. He needs to put himself first and he can't do that while being with Keith. But he can't live without him either.

They can't live without each other.

thank you @justdissimp for the beta and @numerous-bees-in-a-skin-suit for the encouragement <3

#they can't live without each other guys. #soooo normal about them (lie) #Also sorry for the pain I don't know where that came from #tbh I normally don't read angst and I would not touch mcd with a 3m pole but. #I've been brainrotting to hozier and this had to get out #sorry to the discord server for the surprise angst LMAO #voltron #klance #fanfic #klance fic #klance fanfic #klangst #kangst #langst #keith kogane #lance mcclain #vld #voltron legendary defender #og brainrotting

[444rockstargf]

ollie trying to dom but failing. i dont think ollie and his girl would be kinky at all i think theyd be VERY vanilla. at most theyd be doing some semi-public sex and thats the kinkiest they get.

but one night ollies like "im gonna try and be a mean dom." and he really does try :( he has you bent over his knee and hes spanking his poor girlfriend and he just winces each time like "are you okay? we can stop if you want!" and he even tries to face fuck her 😭 he just gives up tho halfway through coz being so mean to her and hurting her even if she says its fine literally cant give him an orgasm. hes like "okay yeah no. i hate hurting you, cmere haby." and pulls her up to his height and goes back to being passionate :3 ollie would be so romantic i need my own ollie irl

this is too real, he just doesnt have it in him

"let's take control." | ollie sway

this is what makes us girls. - lana del rey

female!reader x ollie

word count: 737

contents: attempt to be dominant, spanking, face-fucking, p in v, unprotected sex, creampie

ollie pulled you onto him, kissing you deeply. he sunk into the bed a little as he held you in a firm grasp with no intention of letting go. his hands travelling to the back of your bra, quickly undoing it and pulling it off of you.

he looked deep into your eyes. he looked a little nervous, but you didn't really think anything of it. then he said something that you weren’t quite expecting. “i was wondering if we could try something different tonight..? just for a change, y’know?” you asked him what he meant, but he just told you to do everything that he said.

then he bent you over his lap, making sure that you were comfortable before he started pulling off your shorts. once they were off, he stared at your smooth, beautiful skin and started to reconsider what he was about to do. he took a deep breath and raised his hand and before you could register what was happening, he landed a hard slap on your ass.

you yelped, not one of pain but surprise. you never thought he would be up for something like this, but here he was. you were impressed. there was a long pause after the first slap. ollie watched your skin discolour for a moment from the impact, and his heart filled with sorrow. but he shook off his thoughts and landed a second slap, wincing at the burning sensation on his hand from the impact.

you squealed, starting to enjoy this a lot. but ollie’s heart ached more with every slap he landed. “y-you ok? we can stop if you want…” but you shook your head and asked him to keep going. he was extremely hesitant, but he landed a few more, watching as his palms turned red. then he couldn't take it anymore. he lifted you from his lap and set you down in front of him.

he pulled out his cock, with was softer than it usually was. he just couldn’t understand how people could get turned on by inflicting pain on their partner. he ordered you to lie on your stomach, which you did. then he lifted your head and put his cock in your mouth, and that got him hard as a rock. his hands were on the sides of your head, guiding you up and down.

everytime you gagged on his length he would ask you if you were ok, showering you with questions about your wellbeing. but everytime you would just give him a thumbs up and keep going. at one point, he closed his eyes and started throat-fucking you as fast as he could, but when he saw your teary little doe eyes looking up at him, his heart was overwhelmed with guilt.

he couldn't even find himself getting close to an orgasm this way, so he pulled your head off and sighed. “i’m so sorry. i hope i didn't hurt you..!” you laughed softly, patting him on the cheek. then you climbed on his lap and held his face before kissing him passionately. he pulled your hips so that you were hovering right above his cock, letting you sink down on it slowly.

he moaned softly into the kiss, holding your hips as you started moving up and down on him. things quickly became more passionate. he was kissing your neck, leaving little marks everywhere and your hands were running through his hair as you started moving faster. the noises in the room progressively got louder.

you were becoming such a sticky mess, some of his precum leaking out of you and onto the bedsheets. you could hear how wet you were, and that only made your need for each other grow even more. his cock started to pulsate inside of you, and you felt some of his cum leaking into you.

you and ollie were both close to reaching a perfect climax. he held you tight as he quickly bucked his hips into yours, the slapping sound filling the room. both of you came at the same time, kissing each other deeply as you felt him filling you up with all his cum.

he looked at you lovingly as he came down from his high. he laid down with your head on his chest. you could hear his heartbeat. then he sighed, “you know i could never hurt you.” you smiled and nodded. “yeah. i know.”

author's note: thank you so much for the request!! i have a few more coming out today then my inbox will be open again. thank you!

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #ollie sway #the song of sway lake #lana del rey #444rockstargf

[myszumizu]

Hello I saw that your box was open and would like to request a either noctyx or luxiem accidental relationship reveal.

Where reader or the members accidentally reveal their relationship on stream. I like the cute reactions of the boys getting flustered or shocked.

Hope you like it

THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING <33 , and thank you guys for the support on my last post!! I CANT BELIEVE THERE WAS OVER A HUNDRED LIKES! THANK YOUUUUU!

gn!reader, fluff

HOW NOCTYX WOULD ACCIDENTALLY REVEAL YOUR RELATIONSHIP

ALBAN

. it just slipped out

. while alban tries his absolute best to keep your relationship hidden, he would eventually let the cat out of the bag

. happens when y’all were doing a collab

. probably when playing minecraft

. it was nighttime and you two were still out doing whatever

. you came into contact with a zombie and because you had just respawned, you did not have any of your loot and could not defend yourself

. “ALBAN, HELP! THERE’S AN UGLY ZOMBIE HITTING MEEEE!”

. “OMG, BABE! NOOOOO! HOW DARE YOU KILL MY LOVE!”

. yeah, you died

. and alban just revealed your relationship

. double fucked

. chat goes wild and the mods are panicking behind screen

. “alban you idiot.”

. “eh? what?”

. “YOU JUST REVEALED OUR RELATIONSHIP!”

. after a bit of processing, alban goes “OH SHIT.”

. he panics and gets all red-faced

. cue you hitting alban with your fists

. but it all turned out alright

. now alban can call you babe whenever he wants

. that’s a win i guess

FULGUR

. the moment y’all got together, he would have already dropped hints about your relationship

. acts like you two are a married couple 24/7

. chat asks a lot if you two are together but fulgur always gives an ambiguous answer

. but one fateful day, the truth is revealed

. you were over at fulgur’s house just to chill

. he had a stream scheduled

. while he was streaming, you were in the background on your phone

. suddenly, you had to get up to go get something

. as you were walking, you accidentally tripped and fell with a thud

. obviously, this alerted your boyfriend and he instinctively turned to find you on the ground, groaning in pain

. without hesitation, he goes, “oh god baby are you alright?”

. to which you replied, “yeah yeah i’m fine.”

. right after you said that, you realised what you’ve just done

. chat heard your voice and within seconds, the entire chat is flooded with comments

. “oh fuck, you’re streaming fulgur.”

. “shoot.”

. tries to change the topic but fails miserably because he’s so flustered

. the suspicions were confirmed

. [name] x fulgur is real

. “hehe, sorry [name] but now everyone knows you’re mine.”

. oh fulgur, they knew LONG ago

SONNY

. now, chat doesn’t suspect that you two are “together together”

. but they do suspect that there is some hidden feelings going on behind that screen

. i think how sonny would reveal your relationship would be by pure accident

. sonny was about to begin a stream

. however, he left his mic unmuted

. a very common mistake made by many streamers

. you just so happened to be at his house

. and you were also unaware of the fact that sonny had left his mic unmuted

. you were bringing food and water to sonny before his stream started

. “handsome taichou, here’s your food.”

. “ah, thank you love.”

. chat instantly recognises your voice

. chat overload

. at this point, you guys were still oblivious to everything happening

. “[name], can you give me a quick kiss before i officially start the stream?”

. obviously you give him the kiss

. when sonny started the stream, he was puzzled as to why the chat was so active

. after reading through the comments, he mentally facepalmed

. “[n-name], i left my mic unmuted. chat heard everything.”

. well, now you don’t have anything to hide

. good job sonny

UKI

. definitely reveals it when y’all stream

. okay so, most, if not all, of the nijisanji en members (professor included hehe) would have already known about your relationship

. you were doing another among us mega-collab and you were the imposter along with elira and reimu

. the only imposter left was you and you had already killed someone else, meaning you only had to eliminate one other person in order for you to win

. you had been following uki around for quite some time, waiting for the cooldown

. when it finally cooldowned, you went straight for the kill

. the game ends and all of you come together again

. uki is malding

. “[NAME], FUCK YOU! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? IM YOUR BOYFRIEND! HOW COULD YOU, YOU CHEATER!”

. everyone goes dead silent

. “oh wait shit. nononononono.”

. “uki…”

. suddenly, everyone bursts out laughing, leaving a stunned you and an embarrassed uki

. after a few seconds, both you and uki regain your composure

. “okay [name], now that EVERYONE knows, can we fu-“

. “uki.”

. of course we can uki

YUGO

. his would be a very unique case

. at least i think it’s unique

. yugo was busy composing yet another song that was inspired by you

. now, he was writing the lyrics based off what he felt

. he was streaming this as well and didn’t notice that the lyrics he wrote was basically telling the tales about your relationship

. the lyrics were very genuine

. no names were mentioned until something unexpected happened

. “ah thank you for the superchat! ‘i really like the lyrics to this song! was there any inspirations?’ [name] of course! this was all about them!”

. yugo was so excited to talk about you he didn’t process what he said

. he continued to talk before finally realising that he had just revealed your relationship

. his eyes widened and he immediately went, “WAIT THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT!”

. too late yugo, chat already knows

. “AHH [NAME], IM SORRYYYY!”

. you were already in chat and took in a deep sigh

. you joined the call and hear a sniffling yugo

. “it’s okay yugo, now we don’t have anything to hide.”

. yeah it’s alright yugo

. now chat knows how much you love [name]

#myszumizu posted 💦 #nocticks #noctyx #x reader #noctyx x reader #nijisanji en #nijisanji x reader

[guerrillateezsworld]

tokio hotel reacting to you getting high after a bad day + how’d they comfort you

request: okay so th boys how they would react to (fem) reader getting high with them and like she has a bad trip and stuff and how they would comfort her and stuff ykkk(also they are dating her and just 🍃don’t do hard crack yall)

a/n: THIS IS JUST A REQUEST. I DO NOT CONDONE THIS AT ALL AND THIS IS PURELY FOR FUN AND IS NOT SUPPOSED TO MEAN ANY HARM!! also i mixed some of the stuff up like she comes home from work, bad trip, bad errands, etc.

warnings: 2007!tokio hotel, use of weed, fem!reader, cursing, reader has a bad day, reader asks to get high with them, DONT SMOKE WEED!! I DONT CONDONE THIS!! PURE FICTION!!

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tom kaulitz

-you came home from work, clearly in a bad mood and not wanting to be fucked with. that’s when he comes up to you and kisses your forehead to try and calm you down. “my love, what happened today?” he asks, trying to be as normal as he can. (i feel like that tom isn’t the best with comforting people. like he sincerely tries but fails a lot because it’s just not his forte. but for his lover he will definitely try to work on his comforting skills for you) you give him a small smile, but he knew it wasn’t really a “real” smile as some would say. “you know you can tell me anything” he pats your shoulder with a sympathetic smile. “ugh, it’s a lot so i’ll shorten it for you. so these stupid bitches, irene and lindsey, were trying to take over everything. keep in mind, they’re like technically new here soooo i don’t know why they were tryna be like this-“ and on and on. you were gonna make it short but ended up telling him EVERYTHING, which took like an hour to his surprise. to add on, you shocked him with what you said next. “wanna get high with me?” you ask, seriously looking at him. boy was he shocked. he knows you smoke but he’s never seen you do it before because you usually distance yourself, so this shook him a little. “uhh yeah, sure. do i need to roll one?” he asks. “nah, i got it. i’ll be back” you say and go to your room. you come back after a few minutes, now with a big genuine smile on your face. “just a small one will do for now, i don’t need too much with how i am right now” you giggle. with that, you guys just chill and smoke the night away. this was definitely needed as you slept so good that night with tom by your side.

bill kaulitz

when you came back from the store, you were pissed. not like crazily but you sure were a lot. you came home, sat the bags down, and plopped down onto the couch with a loud groan. bill heard you and came in to check on you. “babe, you okay?” he asks and sits on the floor by your head as you’re pretty much taking up the whole couch. you lift your head up and shake your head. “not really, people just really wanted to test me today, and to add onto that, i couldn’t find a lot of what i was looking for for and you know how pissed that makes me.” you explain, taking a deep breath to try and calm yourself down. he nods, seemingly understanding your situation. “yeah i understand. people can be like that. i’m sorry you had to deal with that sweetheart” he smiles making you smile back. you pull him in for a hug to thank him, which he returns. “i love you bill” you smile. “i love you too sweetheart” he smiles back. what you didn’t expect was that bill pulled something out of his pocket. “let’s go to the balcony and chill out, i’m sure you’d need this” he shows me a blunt. you cant help but let a smile break through as you stand up and walk to the balcony with him. “thanks bill, i really appreciate this. i definitely needed this after the day i just had. next time, you should probably go with me so i don’t throw hands or something” you laugh, taking a puff and passing it to bill who takes it. “yeah i probably should, can’t have my girl getting into a fight. although that would probably be very hot” he gives you a teasing smile to which you softly swat at his arm. “yeah yeah” you reply, playfully rolling your eyes. he just smiles back and you guys smoke and head back inside. “i think i’m gonna take a nap now. i need a little refresher” you smile. “i’m coming with”

gustav scháefer

just my opinion and everyone has theirs, but i feel gustav isn’t the one to get high. like im sure he would maybe once every few months but definitely not all the time.

anyways, back to the head canon thingy.

you’ve been gone for almost week visiting your family, and boy were you ready to go home. you loved it there, but this time it was different and you didn’t like it. when you got home, you immediately threw your bags onto the ground and went straight to your room. you didn’t know that gustav had a day off so it was a surprise when you saw him laying in bed. he seemed to notice you and he got up to greet you. of course you have to do it back because he’s you’re boyfriend. “welcome back meine liebe (my love)” he smiles. “thanks gustav, but i’m just not in the mood right now. that was the most stressful week of my life” you breathe out, feeling warm from gustav’s hug. “why’s that? do you wanna talk about it?” he asks softly while leading you to your bed. “i don’t mind to. normally when i go visit my family i love it, but this time it wasn’t the same. it was like everyone was out of place, more arguments than normal, asking me too many personal questions to where i was uncomfy, and no one was prepared. it was just a lot and i felt like something had to have happened between them to act like that. but at least im home now” you let out a sigh, gustav continuing to feel worse. “im glad you’re home y/n so you don’t have to worry now. hopefully they realize what they were doing wrong and apologize” he smiles sympathetically. “yeah. i’m gonna go smoke. would you like to join me?” you ask with a smile. “normally i say no, but if this will help you feel better than sure” he laughs and you get up to roll it. you come back with a small blunt and a lighter. “good thing we have a balcony” you laugh, lighting it and walking outside, taking a long drag before handing it to gustav who does the same.

georg listing

-he’s the other one that i feel like doesn’t smoke much. still more than gustav but still not much at all.

you had just gotten back from a job interview. as you walked through the door, georg was standing there with a big smile ready to congratulate you. but when he saw your frustrated face, his smile dropped and so did his heart. “babe.. are you okay?” he asks quietly, hoping you don’t flip out on him. you walk past him with a sigh. “yeah, i guess so. i don’t think they’ll wanna hire me now and i’m not sure if i wanna work there anymore” you shake your head, plopping down on to the couch. “why’s that?” he sits next to you, rubbing your back as you lean onto him. “well, i was late due to traffic, i was really nervous, i kept messing up my words, some of my stuff didn’t apply to them, and others. now i just feel like shit and i definitely don’t wanna work there now” you sigh, leaning back on the couch. “hey that’s normal, love. it happens and it’s never not gonna happen. you just have to find what’s right for you, which can take time but you just have to be patient.” he softly pats your back, making you smile a little. “yeah, thanks georg, i really appreciate it. but do you mind if i go smoke? you’re welcome to join” you look up at him. “yeah go ahead sweetheart. and i probably won’t join tonight but maybe next time. i’ve not been feeling the best. enjoy your time” he smiles, wrapping his arms around you and engulfing you in a big hug. “are you sure georg? it’ll keep your mind off of it. and if you do get sick from it, i’ll be by your side to help” you pout, hoping it’ll make him join you. he groans, “fine, you know i can’t resist those eyes” he smiles making you hug him. “i’ll be right back babe” you get up and run to your room and come back out with your stuff. “let’s do this” you smile. “can’t wait to hear what you have to say while you’re high out of your mind” he laughs making you roll your eyes. “oh shut it” you can help but giggle with him.

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okay i’m finally finished!! like i said, I DONT CONDONE THIS AT ALL!! THIS IS PURE FICTION!!

#post*guerillateezsworld #fluff #tokio hotel #gustav schäfer #bill kaulitz #georg listing #tom kaulitz

[dearjjunie]

always (kang taehyun x gn!reader)

wc: 901

genre: angst, fluff, right person wrong time au

warnings: hint towards sex in the beginning (literally the tiniest hint), a lot of late night/early morning emotions put into this :,)

a/n: this is my first time in years writing a fic so i apologize in advance ! but i will be working hard to improve my writing in hopes to make you guys happy ! (even tho this may be angsty oops.) pls remember to like and reblog if you enjoy <3 mwah

he looks down at you laying against his chest, you look so peaceful he couldn’t even think about waking you up right now. moving your hair from covering your face as he kisses the top of your head “you deserve more than this” he whispers softly into the night as you shuffle and pull him closer, if he had it his way he would stay in this place forever. holding you close, saying sweet nothings knowing you won’t hear him or remember, but keeping hope that maybe his words will become a part of your dreams, that maybe it’ll be different next time. slipping away as quietly as he can to make sure you’re asleep, looking back one last time before he closes the door.

it always ended like this, with you waking up alone in a bed with memories of him still there. the slight dip and creases in the sheets that he left behind, the faint smell of his cologne still in the air, the tooth brush he left behind knowing that even after the cycle of push and pull continues, he’ll always be back.

it would start with a text, claiming it would be different, he changed, telling you he wanted you truly and only you. only to be left with nothing but the remains of his presence that he left behind, no matter how hard you try to stay away you come running back just as fast as he does. but you weren’t innocent at all, it was equal fault if not the universe itself for making soulmates meet at the wrong time.

maybe one day you can both get it right.

that’s the day you decided to make it work.

a few months later you’re laying in bed with your mind racing, endless thoughts of him, your future, anything and everything going around your head, things have been so good, the only thing you need is him. you groan as you fail to doze off again, not finding a comfortable sleeping position anywhere. ‘fuck it’ you say as you reach for your phone on the bedside table, praying to the universe this time will be different.

yn

why is sleep so uncomfortable

delivered 4:38 am

taehyun

why are u awake . it’s 4 am

delivered 4:40 am

yn

i could ask u the same lmao

delivered 4:41 am

taehyun?

delivered 4:42 am

do you wanna meet at our spot?

delivered 4:44 am

i cant stop thinking about you

delivered 4:44 am

taehyun

i’ll be there in a bit just wait for me at the tree

delivered 4:53 am

slipping on some comfy warm clothes and shoes, you start your way towards the tree that has become your designated meeting spot to get away from the world.

after a short walk you arrive, sitting on the ground with your back against the tree and pulling your knees closer to your body, you sigh and take in the view around you, checking your phone for the time that stares back at you. 5:12. less than half an hour before blue hour, the magical hour as everyone calls it. you wish with everything in you that was true, you needed something to work out right.

hearing footsteps and raising your head up, noticing the blue-haired male also in comfy clothes standing a few feet away from you, he walks over and grabs your hand to pull you up, with no words spoken you both start walking up the hill to your spot.

once you got to the top you sit on the hill with him following your actions, your eyes gazing over the city below. all those people with such different lives, everyone being different but always the same.

you feel his eyes on you, looking towards him as you tear up “i’m tired of this game, i want you. only you.” looking into those brown eyes full of stars as you admit what you’ve been holding in for so long.

he turns his body towards you and motions you to do the same, grabbing your face with both hands as he wipes your tears with his thumb. “it’s always been you, only you.” you let out a sob as you cling onto him, wondering how things got so complicated so quick, why it took so long for the emotions overwhelming you to break free.

he pets your hair as you pull away, looking deep into his eyes for any signs of hesitation, any sign that this was like the other times, only to find nothing but love and adoration. “i’m sorry i took so long, but i know what i want. you.” he whispers to you with sincerity.

you look over to the city again, seeing the blue hue over the scene in front of you, looking down at your phone as you get a notification, with him curiously doing the same as the time turns right in front of you. 5:53. you look back up at each other “i need us to be real this time” is all you’re able to get out before he’s softly pressing his lips against yours, this kiss is different from past ones, used to the rough lust-filled kisses. breaking away from the gentle kiss, you look into his eyes and smile for the first time that day “then let’s be real” he smiles and leans in for another kiss. today was the day you were both determined to stay.

#kang taehyun #taehyun #kang taehyun x reader #taehyun x reader #txt x reader #txt #txt fanfic #txt one shot #tomorrow x together #tomorrow x together fic #fluff #angst #taehyun angst #taehyun fluff #idk how to write lolll #🪷.txt #🪷.taehyun

[chaotic-on-main]

sky my lovely!!! first off congratulations you absolute sweetie pie!! so deserved and I cant wait to watch you grow more <3

second!! im sliding a $5 across the ice cream truck counter very suavely to order a pralines and cream with hot fudge (my absolute favorite!!) I'm thinking awkward unspoken feelings friends to lovers type thing?? like how long can we ignore that we woke up in each others arms??? AGH okay I love you mwah mwah thank you

Order up!! One pralines and cream with hot fudge for Mars!

Sky's Summer and 250 Follower Event

☾ Pairings ➼ Megumi Fushiguro x gn!Reader

☾ Content/Warnings ➼ fluff, expletives, one bed, friends to lovers (almost), modern au

☾ Author's Note ➼ Hi Mars!! Thank you so much for sending in a request! I may be a Levi girly, but I gotta admit I had a lot of fun writing this. I definitely did not start this at 2am and decided to stay up til 5am to finish it. I'm queueing this up though, worry not. Also I realized last minute you might have wanted more of the aftermath of waking up in each other's arms so if you would like a second part to this, please let me know?? I wouldn't mind, as I have something in mind that could work. But if I had continued, it would have easily been over 5k words and I need to work on other requests LMAO.

☾ Word Count ➼ ~2.2k

It would figure with your shitty track record, everything and their mother would do anything in their power to stop you from reaching your destination – your hometown. Due to traffic, multiple car wrecks, and now what felt like the heaviest thunderstorm known to man – you find yourself sitting behind the wheel 9 hours into what should have been a 7 hour drive. And according to the GPS display on the dash, you’re still a couple hours away from where you’re supposed to be.

Your knuckles turn white as you grip the steering wheel in distress. The rain comes down in sheets, making the wipers work overtime just to give you a few seconds glimpse at the road ahead. You sat in silence because you had turned the radio off a few miles back so you could focus. A cough to your right startles you and it takes everything within you to not swerve off the road.

“Shit! Megumi, what the fuck.” You hiss, pressing your hand to your chest in a means to calm your beating heart.

“I just coughed, calm down.” Your black haired companion mumbles, rolling his eyes at you. “You’re so dramatic.”

“Well excuse me for trying to keep us alive. If you couldn’t tell, there’s a lot of shit happening outside.” You scowl. In your high-strung concentration, you completely forgot about your best friend sitting in the passenger seat. He’s the whole reason why you’re even going back home in the first place.

One of his friends from high school is getting married back in the hometown where you all grew up. You knew of this friend by association, but that was it. You didn’t even know Megumi back then, even though you went to the same school as him. You had actually met him at the local community college before both getting opportunities in the same city post-graduation. Now that you think back on it, Megumi has been your roommate for as long as you remember.

Maybe that’s why you felt the need to help him when his car decided to take a shit, offering to drive him at the very last minute. You suppose you could have let him just borrow your car, but you were persistent to drive him yourself. You told yourself it was to make sure your car got there and back in one piece. Part of you tells yourself you’re a liar.

Megumi calls your name.

“What?” You squint your eyes, as if that would help you see what was out the blurry windshield.

“Let’s just pull off and get a motel somewhere. This storm is not letting up and it’s already so late. You need a break.”

“I promised to get you there. So I’m doing that.” You frown at the possibility of failing him.

“You’re not breaking that promise by pulling off for the night. We’ll just get up early tomorrow and head straight there.” Megumi insists.

“We’re only a cou-“

“Pull off on the next exit or I’m grabbing the steering wheel from you.” He cuts in wryly.

“Then we’d both be dead, is that what you want?” He doesn’t say anything to that. When you take a second to glance over, you’re met with a slight scowl.

“Ugh, FINE.” You get into the left lane and slow down, waiting for the next exit to come up.

.

Fortunately for you two, there are plenty of places to stay in the little area you pull off into. Unfortunately, every place you call has no vacancies due to this time of year except for a dinky little motel way down the road. It wasn’t your first choice, and you had even offered to drive down to the next exit to find something else. Megumi points out the next exit wasn’t for another 30 miles, so the dinky little motel it was.

“If I get murdered in my sleep, I want you to know it was all your fault.” You mutter to Megumi as you rip open the office door, dripping wet from just a few seconds of being out in the pouring rain.

“You can stay in the car then. It’ll save you money.” He mumbles back quietly.

“Pft, whatever.” You turn your focus to the clerk sitting at the front desk, currently blowing bubbles with chewing gum and scrolling through her smartphone. She doesn’t look up.

“Uh- excuse me?” You call out. She still doesn’t acknowledge you or your friend.

Megumi goes up to the counter and slaps a hand down onto the linoleum covered counter. The clerk jumps up, eyes wide in shock. It takes a moment for her to register there are two customers waiting for her.

“Can I help you?” She says, her tone drenched with boredom.

“Yeah, two rooms please.” Megumi says, holding up two fingers – his ring and pinky.

“Let me see.” The clerk says. She puts her phone down to click around the computer in front of her. She types a few things in, clicks around, then flickers her eyes above the screen to the two of you.

“We only have one room left.” Her monotonous voice was really starting to grate at you.

“Does it at least have two beds?” You ask, annoyance slipping into your voice.

You’re met with a shrug and a pop of bubble gum. You take a step forward, feeling the heat of your frustration simmering. Megumi holds his arm out across your chest and holds you back.

“We’ll take it, thanks.” With that, Megumi pays for it and is handed the keys in turn.

“Check out is 11am. Thanks for staying with us, or whatever.” The lady says, waving her hands dismissively before going back to her phone. If you weren’t so drained, you would have thrown yourself over the counter at her. Maybe it was due to being so drained that you were thinking of doing something so feral. Instead, you take a deep breath and follow Megumi out the door.

The rain still comes down in sheets as you and Megumi rush to grab the bags from the trunk and book it up to the second floor where the room you were staying in lies. Much to your ever growing irritation, the motel in question is one of those that have the open walkways, only the guardrail and overhang serving as protection. Not like it matters anyways, because the rain starts blowing at an angle and pelts you in the face as you struggle to make it to the room.

Your boiling pot of anger threatens to spill over when you stumble into the room behind Megumi to find that there weren't two beds – in fact there was only one. The smallest queen you had ever seen. In the grimiest looking motel room you have ever seen. Dropping your bag to the floor, you groan in frustration.

“That lady sucks.” You rub your face with both hands, pulling your cheeks down and staring over to Megumi. He’s grabbing some extra blankets and a pillow from the storage closet by the bathroom. “What are you doing, ‘Gumi?”

“Getting my spot on the floor ready.” He mutters without looking over to you. After tossing the bedspread onto the floor, he heads to the bathroom. You bound over to him quickly, only to have the door shut in your face.

“Like hell you will. Take the bed, I’ll get the floor.” You shout over the hardwood. He doesn’t respond. Instead of being a normal person who would just wait over the by the bed, you slam your fists into the door.

“You’ve been driving all day. You deserve the bed more than me.” You hear him say, muffled. You stare at the faded, thin carpet under your feet. It’s a dark burgundy, littered randomly with even darker spots. Perhaps it had been a bright red at one point?

“That floor looks like it hasn’t been cleaned since the 90s. Why don’t we just…” You trail off as Megumi opens the door, coming face to face with you. He wasn’t expecting you to be so close. You notice he had changed into dry pajamas, though you’re not sure how he did it so quickly. Nor did you see him bring clothes in with him. You must be really tired.

“Why don’t we just what?” A black eyebrow raises at you in curiosity.

“..Just share the bed.” You mumble under your breath. Turning on your heel, you head over to the side of the bed closest to the wall.

“Do what?” Megumi follows you, frowning slightly. He hadn’t heard you.

“Share the bed.” You say louder, not looking his way. In all the years you both had been roommates, sharing a bed was something that had never come up. It wasn’t needed, for obvious reasons.

“I mean, if that’s okay with you.” He replies back coolly. Your eyes snap up to his, and notice he’s watching you anxiously despite his tone.

“We don’t have to. It was just a suggestion.” You raise your hands up in defense, puffing your cheeks out.

“No, I think it’s the smartest choice we have.”

“You’re sure?”

“I’m sure.”

“Postive?”

“Just go change into dry clothes, dummy.” He rolls his eyes and walks past to his side of the bed. You trill your lips as you push yourself off the bed and into the bathroom after grabbing a pair of pajamas out of your small bag.

You find yourself on your side facing the wall about 10 minutes later. Megumi is tucked under the covers behind you, facing the window you suspect. It’s quiet bar for the ticking of the analog clock on the wall above the tv by the front door. Before getting into bed, he had made sure to lock every lock available to him.

‘Triple reassurance.’ He had said.

You roll onto your back and stare up at the ceiling. That thought from earlier today about why you were so insistent on driving him surfaces to the top of your mind. You turn your head to where Megumi currently lies, his back to you confirming your assumption from before. His black hair pools around his pillow. You think you’re the only person who has ever seen his hair down from his normal spiky style.

“’Gumi?” You whisper over to him. You’re met with silence, which means he must have fallen asleep. Exhausted from the drive today, sleep comes to you just as easily. Your last thought before falling into pitch black nothingness is Megumi's stupidly cute smile.

.

When you wake, you don’t open your eyes right away. You can already tell the sun must be up by the way your eyelids tint pink. Your eyes flutter open and you blink hard a few times to reorient yourself. An ugly navy striped wallpaper glares back at you. Where were you?

You take a second to think. That’s right, you and Megumi had stopped at a motel last night to shelter from the storm for the evening. A small gust of air blows down your neck and it takes everything in you to not jump up and out of bed. Something cinches over your waist and pulls you close and your eyes widen. Wait, Megumi.

Carefully, you slide your hand down to what was around your waist and a breath hitches in your throat. It’s an arm, and not just any arm. It belongs to Megumi – solely based off the fact he was the only one in the bed with you.

By the depth of his breaths, you can tell he’s still sleeping. Good, you think to yourself. Maybe you can move his arm off you gently and not wake him. However, when you go to wrap your fingers around his wrist, he digs his face into your hair and sighs softly. He’s pulling you in closer too, and this is where you’re drawing the line.

“U-uh Megumi.” You say. Your voice is crackly with the lack of moisture.

His breathing steadies out, and suddenly you feel him stiffen up behind you. Slowly, he pulls away and the sadness that comes with the absence of his body heat hits faster than you would have cared to admit.

“S-Sorry.” He mutters behind you, his own voice thick with sleep.

“No, it’s okay.” You squeak out. Pulling yourself out of the covers, you grab your bag and practically run to the bathroom, shutting the door behind you with a soft click.

You don’t come out for another 30 minutes, deciding to take a quick shower to calm yourself down. A few mental arguments later, you feel you can face him. This needed to be talked about. You wanted to talk about it. You take a deep breath and throw the bathroom door open. When you walk out, however, you see Megumi dressed and ready to go by the door, his bag in hand.

“There you are. Ready to head out? If we leave now, we can make it for the rehearsal lunch.” He looks up from his phone that he must have been scrolling on while waiting.

“I-yeah. Megumi, listen-“ You stop with your mouth open, ready to say what you had rehearsed in the steamed up bathroom mirror. But nothing comes out. Instead, you pinch your lips together and give him a nod. “Yeah. Let’s go."

TBH I don't know of any other JJK moots. So if you see this and wanna be tagged in my next JJK fics, please comment to let me know?? Thank you! (I will tag @romantichomicide95 tho because I know she's a Megumi girly)

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #megumi fushiguro #megumi fushiguro x reader #megumi #megumi x reader #megumi x gn!reader #megumi fushiguro x gn!reader #modern au #fluff #one bed #sky's summer event #ice cream order: pralines and cream with hot fudge

[lotusmi]

lotusmiii.. i really need your help. so a few weeks ago while i was in a mental hospital my mom went through my phone, my room and literally anything i owned (because they are required to do that without your permission sadly…) as she saw my manifestation list which was literally everything that was going to be in my dream life (and basically i planned on being a whole different person (from past, to parents, to my physical looks, my personality, where i live- you name it) and im guessing she showed the staff and my mental hospital doctor too and while i was there they were giving lessons based off of the things that were on there (“insecurities”, “learning/forgiving mistakes”, even some of the mental health numbers i texted in a crisis) cause they also do that.. but the problem is everytime i think of my dream life list or whenever i see something that reminds me of what i wrote (ex. my desired body) i cant stop thinkin about them seeing it.. like i tried to revise it but i failed on changing self because i couldn’t stop thinking about it and feeling all type of emotion (like guilt, embarrassment and so and so).. idk it really makes me feel hopeless of manifesting my dream life just thinking about them seeing it all. idk i just really need help and this is fucking up my mental health even worse when it comes to terms of manifestation

kind long post, read it fully to know one of my success storys! :)

Look, I used to be completely afraid of my parents discovering things about me. I would keep imaginating what they would thought or if they would punish me. The fact is, always when I was doing something I did not wanted to be discovered, I would be thinking like "oh so certain they seeing, I am so sure they will discover" etc. And hmm.. What men gives in their imagination is always reflected, right? They always discovered, I always was punished. They discovered about my previous sub channel, my mom read all my manifesting lists too. She thought I was part of a cult. It was hell like. I was so afraid of her.

The point is, as I learned the law and I learned everyone is me pushed out. I learned I could change their behavious towards me by changing their behaviours within me. So i stopped wondering "what if they discover, what if this that..."

”Don’t hold onto anything on the outside; hold on only in your imagination. If something is taken from you, it is because at one time you assumed its loss and for a moment wondered what you would do if it were. You forgot the thought (the assumption made and felt real), but its message had already been released to fulfill itself." - Neville Goddard

By constantly assuming my mom would discover and punish me. By constantly imagining how would she punish me, I was always and always punished, humiliated, etc. It was depressed by daily hearing my mom joking aroud saying stuff like "Oh is my skin more white? i just listened to a biokinesis video". I was literally obligated to confess "my sins" becaus of this "whichcraft" and the "cult". Literally, she wanted even to follow my thoughts, I was obligated to be catholic etc.

✉ So my advice IS do not re-think and remember, or even wonder if a person discovered something or if a person will punish you, judge you. DON'T EVEN WONDER. Why? because you will start feeling worry and afraid, and because you feel this emotions, you would start thinking that that you are imagining will manifest, and I know exaclty how it feels. That's why I am saying this. So if the thought of "oh but they saw", or even "oh but what she is thinking of this" cames, tell yourself IT WILL NEVER HAPPEN, IT IS DONE. I AM SAFE. And ignore those thoughts, thoughts don't manifest, states do. What is a state? A state is what you indentify yourself having or being. So tell yourself that those things will not happen and they won't, since what you do in imagination is reflected! What they doing, thinking? WHAT YOU WANT. They don't know it! Black point!

♡ My SUCCESS STORY DOING THIS:

Back at december, I really wanted to have Neville Goddard books. I really wanted. So I have a kindle (it's like a tablet with ebooks), and I found this ebook with all Neville works, so I downloaded. I was really afraid my dad would saw it since of all shit I had to deal in past, but I was assuming he won't see. The problem is, It was a free sample of only 20% of the ebook, and as most of you know, amazon has this BUY WITH ONE CLICK option, and I BOUGHT BY ACCIDENT! That's when I got super anxious, I BOUGHT THE E-BOOK! It was kinda of expansive in my country coin and I know my dad would question me about it, he would receive the email and see the book.. He would ask me about it! I was so worried!!! But then I put myself in track, and even doubting, I told myself he won't see and he won't bother me. I kept telling this to myself and affirming to keep myself in the state that I was safe. I control my reality. I sent amazon a return request but it occoured an error, I was so worried at this point because i was afraid he see that.

At the end, he saw. He really did. But he only said "did u buy this ebook?" i said "yea, it was by accident, I sent the return request". Then he ignored and never talked about this anymore.

The SUCCESS part is: I STILL HAVE THE EBOOK. I have the ebook with all Neville works and all lectures (more than 400) FOR FREE! So that's most it! We are the power and we decided what will happen to us or how people will treat us. :)

#neville goddard #success story #loatumblr #loa advice #loa tumblr #loa blog #loassumption #law of assumption #living in the end #states

[krikeymate]

https://www.tumblr.com/krikeymate/728700645445713920/sam-snaps-she-cant-take-taras-arguing-anymore

WHY DOESN’T SHE FIND HER??? YOU DIDN’T KILL TARA DID YOU???

For the record, when I wrote that, my intention was not to suggest something had actually happened to Tara. But now that you mention it...

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Sam struggles against her restraints. It only serves to unsteady her already precarious balance on her tiptoes, arms wrenched high above her and tied to a hook.

It hurts, but Sam supposes that's the point. To keep her immobilised, unable to do anything except hurt.

And fuck does she hurt.

Nothing has ever tortured Sam quite so much as seeing her baby sister in pain, injured, in danger.

The pulling of her muscles, the ache in her bones, the weight in her chest and the throbbing of her head from where she took a blow to the back of it... none of it compares to having to stare at the sight of Tara, tied up and slumped over in a chair, blood slipping from her hairline. It creeps from behind her clothing, wounds unseen. They could be shallow, or deep. Trivial... or fatal. She can't draw her eyes away from it, from the way it stains her skin red.

That was never her colour. Sam aches to wipe it away.

The jingling of chains reminds her she can't.

Can't brush away the blood, or the tears. Can't comfort her whimpering sister, can't protect her. She can't do anything.

Sam's had so many nightmares just like this, where she's stuck and helpless, Tara just out of reach. Sam just out of time.

She hopes she wakes up soon.

But she won't. She never does. Not until the finale, not until it's over.

She doesn't want to see herself fail again. She'd promised herself she wouldn't fail again.

But that's all she's ever done, isn't it? Fail her sister.

From the moment she was born, Sam had failed to protect her, to look after her. She ruined her family, pushed her away, abandoned her. She nearly got Tara killed, put her in the firing line twice... and now look at where they are, again.

"This is all my fault," she whispers, a familiar self-loathing writhing through her, climbing up her throat.

A mocking laugh from behind her cuts through the oppressive silence of the room.

"God," the voice of a beast proclaims. "Always the martyr, aren't you?"

It's the voice of her father. The voice of her lover. The voice of a dozen in one.

A voice that remains even, inflection carefully hidden, but Sam can still hear it. The derision.

A hand slips around her throat, grabbing it from behind. For a moment, her feet slip, body held up only by her arms. She feels her bones pull against her skin, a flash of hot pain, before the robed asshole steadies her.

"Not everything is about you," they whisper into her ear.

Sam tries to struggle against their grip, yearns to twist and smash her face against the mask. She can feel it, the smooth rubber brushing against her cheek. So close. If only she could just- The hold on her head is too strong, gloved fingers sliding upwards to grip her chin, holding her head still. Holding her gaze forward.

No.

No.

Ghostface always has a partner.

Sam is powerless to do anything but squirm in Ghostface's hold as she's forced to watch another glide behind her sister from behind the glass screen.

Wake up Wake up WAKE UP.

A gloved hand strokes over Tara's hair, a deceptively gentle motion preceding a violent tug, head yanked back.

Neck exposed.

Sam's heart beats out of her chest as she listens to Tara's groan through the staticky speaker on the wall.

"Please, please don't do this, please don't hurt her, she's innocent, I'll do anything, please-"

Sam begins to babble. She says anything, everything. The words flow from her mouth without thought, desperate to find the right combination, the key to saving her sister.

But Sam is not a lock, made to hold a key. She's merely the chain, a blockage. Something to constrict, to hide, to weigh down.

Ghostface cackles beside her.

"You still don't get it, do you?"

The modulated voice drips in condescension.

"This is about her. What she's done. You can't save her. You're only here so you don't get in our way. We can't have you stopping us."

Sam can't believe what she's hearing. It doesn't make sense. It can't- It-

"I'm sorry Samantha, I truly am, but this has been a long time coming. When you love a monster, you can't be surprised when the devil comes calling."

"What? No, no that's not right, this doesn't-"

The Ghostface across the room bends down to her sister's ear, whispering secrets. Sam's voice fails her as Tara looks up, staring through the glass like she can see her.

She can't.

That had been made clear to her when they first bought her here, when they hung her from the ceiling like a piece of meat. Left her to rot. To watch. To see the way they hurt her sister, to listen to her screams of pain. To hear them demand a confession.

Whatever confession it is they wanted, they never got it.

It only made them angrier.

But they never touched Sam. Not for a moment. She'd thought this had been her punishment, to see them destroy the thing she loved most.

But it wasn't... was it?

They didn't care about her at all.

It doesn't seem real, it doesn't make sense. Sam's the monster here, Sam is the one with a pile of bodies behind her, the fiend skulking the streets with a demon in her periphery.

How could that mean nothing to these people? How could Tara - sweet, gentle Tara - be the object of their scorn?

Her sister's never hurt anyone, not like Sam.

She's not like-

"Sam."

Her sister's voice is steady, despite the knife at her throat and the blood on her lips.

"I'm sorry.”

There’s a sad smile on her face. Only her sister would face death with a smile.

“This isn’t your fault… Not everything is about you, remember?”

Words echo through Sam’s head, Tara’s words: You're not that special and you're not the only person in the world.

Sam had felt like her world was ending when Tara had spat them at her before. But those cutting words had nothing on the flash of the blade across her sister’s throat and the spray of blood splattering across the screen.

Sam snaps her eyes shut. If she squeezes them tight enough, then maybe the sound of metal against flesh and the gurgle of a victim choking in their own blood can be drowned out by the roaring in her ears. Maybe she’ll wake up.

Please wake up now.

Her knees hit the floor, arms suddenly free. She doesn’t know where Ghostface went, when they let go.

All she can think about is how she should have run faster, been quicker, stopped her sister running out into the night.

She would never have been caught then.

Or Sam could have been smarter, said better things, explained herself better.

If she hadn’t upset her sister, she would still be here. They’d be in their apartment, together. Safe. Sam would have been able to protect her.

She was supposed to protect her.

There’s a banging now, a heavy fist against wood, over and over. Someone’s calling her name, but Sam can’t bring herself to open her eyes. She doesn’t want to open her eyes and find her sister gone, she can’t.

She can’t.

#/mp #ask box #Scream #Sam Carpenter #Tara Carpenter #my writing tag #rip tag #or is it 👀

[theresawtf]

YANDERE SOOBIN PLS PLS PLS

soobean my beloved 🚶🏻‍♀️

as you requested stinky (im so nervous to post this 🚶🏻‍♀️)

warnings-dark content ahead please mdni, pantie thief, mentions of violence (not towards reader), manipulative soobin🚶🏻‍♀️, use of hidden cameras, themes of baby trapping doesn’t actually happen tho (HA FAILED ATTEMPT LOSER PERV SOOBIN), no protection (WRAP BEFORE YOU TAP IT PLEASE), thats about it i fink.

word count- >1k

THIS IS NO WAY IS HOW THE MEMBERS ARE REPRESENTED, THIS IS COMPLETELY FICTIONAL.

if you are under 18 i will block you.

꒰͡ ͜ Ï ͜ ͡꒱ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𓈒⠀𓈒

there were days that soobin really wish he didn’t have to be so obsessed with you, as time went on he knew he wasn’t able to keep the facade up— being the perfect loving boyfriend that was willing to do anything to make sure you were happy, there was so many things that you could look past, countless fun dates, showering you in gifts that he knew you’d want, not to mention fucking you till the birds were singing.

pervsoobin who was constantly being reminded of how the whole relationship started and of course it started with stealing your used panties slowly jerking off to the thought of your poor abused cunt but he knew as soon as it started that he wanted more than just being a panties thief.

he’s done more than just that— to think that he wouldn’t beat the shit out of anyone who would hurt your feelings, no he would humiliate them to no end till they chose to leave you alone. he’s gone to several length to keep every man that try’s to hook up with you as far as he can, going to the extent of blocking them on your phone. and when you cant figure out why they aren’t messaging you back, he’s there to comfort you or fuck you.

pervsoobin who can’t stand to be away from you for long, so when you ask him to check on your house plants while your on a trip he will leave one single camera in your room and one in the bathroom. leaving himself to fuck his hand to the scent of you while you’re out enjoying your trip.

but little did he know that you’d be coming home a day early and seeing the already stained sheets that he left, intending on cleaning it up before you came home. but you paid no mind to it, just changing them and going on with your day.

after wards you bought him a small plant as a thanks for not killing your plants for the entirety of the trip. as soobin slowly opened his door you practically jump into his arms giving him a giant hug.

“ahh soobiniee thank you for taking such good care of my plants, here i got you this aloe plant since youre so good as keeping plants alive..” as you rambled on all soobin could think of is your encounter with your vibrator last night, the precious moans being picked up by the cameras he placed in the most perfect spots. he couldnt get enough so he just had to watch you shower after wards still being sensitive from the toy he was jealous of. only when you place the plant in his hands does he get shaken from those memories.

“soobin don’t tell me you don’t like it” you say with a little pout, he couldn’t get enough of those lips, he wanted them only on his, he only wanted you and he was determined to make you his.

“oh y/n i love it, did you want to come in and have some ramen? i was just gonna make some.” if it was one thing he was always going to try and get you alone, and then just maybe you’ll be all his just like he planned. and with that you nodded and headed in continuing to ramble about aloe plants and how they didn’t need to be watered very often. but all he could pay attention to was you, everything about you was fogging his brain till it came down to it he had you right where he wanted you, legs up over his shoulder and your hands scratching his biceps. he couldn’t help it your cunt was so wet for him you were just sucking him in just right, he was willing to go all night and be late for work the next day just to keep you satisfied and ready for more.

after months of going back and forth with you pervsoobin has decided it was no need for the cameras once you ask him to move in with you, after your last relationship you had been scared of being alone, and thankful with soobin always being around you always had someone to help around the house, not worrying about your crazy ex’s.

pervsoobin who is completely obsessed with your cunt and is always trying to convince you to let him take pictures of you two during intercourse, but every time you say no he’s already snapping photos as soon as you fall asleep on his cock. only after the photo he’ll wake you up for more, he just loves you fill you up so good :3

but of course not all relationships are perfect! but once you guys started hitting a rough patch he knew exactly what he needed to do to keep you all to himself. of course he knew when your cycle was so he wasted no time, since you weren’t on birth control it didnt take long to convince you to not use a condom, that he would pull out like any good boyfriend would!!

but of course pervsoobin wouldn’t let that little lie get in the way of what he wanted. he was determined to keep you, even if that meant he had to keep cumming in you till he knew for a fact that you were pregnant with his child and by his logic you couldn’t leave. but once you were about to reach your high your muscle memory kicked in faster than soobin’s bad acting you interlocked your legs around soobins waist not wanting to loose the sensation in between your legs

“baby you gotta let go or else im gonna cum inside you.” soobin rubbed your waist while still keeping his pace as you continue to keep your legs in place.

“mmh soob baby please don’t stop.” you didn’t care if he came i mean if its only once it couldn’t hurt. the feeling of him so close was enough to send you over the edge, you weren’t going to let go that quickly.

you both finally finished your first orgasm of the night, and now the night was just starting for you both with this new found favorite, if anything you liked being fucked raw more than pervsoobin did

tag list: @jakeshotpocket @soobinsnumber1

authors notes- i would like to reiterate that this does NOT represent the members on txt at ALL. this is completely fictional and does not define them at all.

[tiredstressedemotionalmess]

sometimes i think about party poison + sleep

(don't know why but i'm watching saw and considering things)

OHHHHH ME WHEN MARTYRDOM AND CONFRONTING DEATH. VERSE ONE IS ABOUT THEM AND THE CITY AND BC VENOM SIBLINGS BRAIN ITS THE WAY THEY FOUGHT TO PROTECT KOBRA WHILE THEY WERE STILL IN THERE "THERE AINT NO WAY THAT IM SORRY FOR WHAT I DID" = THEIR REFUSAL TO ADMIT THAT THEIR EFFORTS TO PROTECT KOBRA ALSO ENDED UP HURTING HIM IN THE LONG RUN. and the "undeserving of your sympathies" is soooo party poison bc they think they are a Horrible Fucking Person and they refused to be pities for the shit theyve been through bc they failed at protecting kobra and they failed at saving him and they know deep down they dont deserve to be the hero which is why they try so hard to be exactly that

AND THEN THE CHORUS IS JUST LIKE. LIKE IM IMAGING THEIR FINAL THOUGHTS WHILE SAVING THE GIRL AND MAYBE THEY CAN SEE KOBRA PANICKING TRYING TO GET TO THEM OR THEY JUST KNOW IF THE OTHERS SURVIVE THEYLL ALL BE DEVASTATED AND THEY JUST WANNA SCREAM "NO!!! DONT MOURN ME DONT CRY FOR ME DONT GIVE YOURSELVES UP TO TRY AND SAVE ME IM DYING FOR YOU. I FAILED TO KEEP YOU SAFE SO THE LEAST I CAN DO IS DIE, YES TO GIVE YOU MORE TIME BUT MORE THAN THAT BECAUSE I FUCKING DESERVE IT"

and then ohhhhhhh it works so well with one of my favorite interpretations of partys death where they just. give up. theyre exhausted and they know they have to die a hero because its their destiny its their purpose theyre supposed to protect their family to the end and if it doesnt end here then whats the fucking point? its like they view themself as a character in a way and they need their story to end like this because they cant make sense of a world where they aren't giving up their everything to save the ones they love. and maybe if they fought harder theyd be able to overpower korse and get away or stall until kobra comes to save them but they dont. they need their story to end here so they just shut their eyes and they kiss the world goodbye and chose to sleep. and they tell themself they arent being selfish because theyre dying for their family, but deep down they know that this isnt doing anything to distract the other crows or but anyone any more time. deep down they know theyre just tired and they want to fucking sleep.

and idk i just love thinking about a world where they spend their whole life certain that theyll sacrifice their life for someone else, only to die in the most selflessly selfish way possible. they couldnt even end their own story right

#asks #party poison

[rintoki]

okokok, now that i know you only take thirsts (yes i meant request in my apology 😭😭😭), lemme thirst abt what i sent in.

so i feel like putting a vibe on hanma would result in MASSIVE whining. Like, in public he would still walk up to you, hug you from behing while grinding on you and whine in ur ear, this mf has NO SHAME 💀. But tell him that hes not allowed to show his reactions in public otherwise he wont be allowed to cum? Just imagine the repressed shivers and the held back moans, and the glazed over look in his eyes as he cant focus on anything else but the vibrations>>>>> (But ofc this mf is still composed when talking to people, lil bitch) And when you guys get home? he's desperately humping everything, hell, he'll kneel as ur sitting in the lounge and hump ur leg, sucking and licking at ur thighs to try and win you over. overall, no shame.

Mikey cant handle it, he'll be all whiney and probably have mist in his eyes. He wont show it in public, in fact, he'd be stone-faced except for a few twitches here and there, but because he's generally quiet it wont show. But once you guys get home? He'll be begging and crying to just cum, but he wont beg out-right until you edge him a bit longer, he'll probably try to convince you to let him cum.

Kazutora? HAHA good luck. He REALLY cant handle it, he's moaning mid-sentence to the cashier, almost falling because his knees are too weak so he's leaning against you. Poor baby hasnt had much human contact except for himself so hes SO SENSITIVE. He'd send you pleading looks when you turn on the vibration, and then his eyes'll cross when you turn up the vibration. When you guys get home, the first thing is he'll collapse on the floor bc his knees are too weak, and he'll moan and twitch so prettily and you cant help yourself.

Izana, he would handle it a lot like mikey, but he'll be able to handle conversation and talk to cashiers well, and he probably handles it the best so far. But, what really gets this mf? Overstim. Make him cum w the vibrator in public and keep going. Now he's stuttering and his hips are twitching. He'll lean against your shoulder, hair covering his face and he whispers for you to "Please stop the vibrator" AWOOOGA

Rindo would be silent, as in he'll talk less than he already does, but he'd still muffle his groans n shit. He would let you do all the talking as he's trying to shift in a way that his pants dont rub against against his cock, and make it more sensitive than it already is. He'd fail ofc, so you turn around and all you see is him shifting on his two feet, trying to stop his shuddering from holding back.

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hyjgjjfjr i feel for hanma he’d be such an ass it would not just be one (1) vibe on him, it’ll be like multiple bullet vibrators taped to his stiff cock, even on on his perineum and on his hole. it would absolutely ruin him to switch the vibrations around; first turning it on for the ones on his cock, bringing him to the verge of an orgasm from that. only to switch last minute to the one on his perineum and hole and leave his cock high and dry. he might even have a ruined orgasm from that; his poor cock leaking all over in his pants. way past being shameless in public, he’s damn near on his knees begging you to take him home and fuck him stupid and press the bullet vibrators deep into his hole.

and for mikey he’d pretend to be ok but he’s definitely pouting and trying to convince you to bring him home. tugging on your sleeves and trying to hide his obvious boner. absolutely ruined if you even brush over his cock, bucking his hips and whining into your ear. constantly trying to pull u away to take care of him, king of keeping a straight face though, even if there’s precum dripping down his thighs you won’t even be able to tell, save for the slight red tint on his cheeks.

tora definitely wouldnt be able to take it, probably not more than an hour or two before he’s basically begging for you to take him home. he might even seriously ask to stop because he’s not confident of being able to conceal his moans or what not. like the idea of doing stuff like this in public is arousing to him but not the if people actually found out. it’s only the risk that makes him horny, so when it becomes to hard to hide he gets scared people will find out. instead preferring to have intimate moments in the privacy of your own home.

mmmm izana yes i think overstimulation would get him. especially if you have multiple on him, as well as one you hold on your person. sneakily running the little bullet vibrator over his crotch, watching him shake as you draw little circles with it through his pants. press it against his tip and you’d see him tense, body going stiff before you feel a warm wetness on your hand. izana having just cum in his pants while you continue to trace shapes on his cock. thankful for wearing dark coloured pants because it won’t be his only orgasm as you continue to tease him throughout the day with both the vibrator in your hand and the ones taped to his cock.

oh my darling rindou, he’d have on taped to the underside of his cockhead and another one nestled in his hole, snug against his prostate. alternating between either one throughout the day to extend his suffering and it’s game over if you turn on both at once. he’s the sociable type so it’s would be odd for him to be so quiet in public. chalking in up to feeling unwell, when in fact his belly is tight with heat and his legs wobbly. his walk is all funny as with every step he can vividly feel the bullet vibrator rubbing on his sweet spot in his ass, even worse when you have it on, he has to stop walking completely then.

#ksnfjdkfkdf #i actually #don’t really like to write these types #of like more than one or two characters at a time #it’s just hard for me to stay focused #i usually lose focus after 2 characters so #this took longer to do #and also having to think of more scenarios #and also bc as you can probably tell i always end up writing a lot even for one character #so i had to limit myself here #otherwise it would get too long #sub tokyo revengers #asks #six.writes #hanma shuji #mikey sano #sano manjiro #hanemiya kazutora #kurokawa izana #haitani rindou