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nonsupe-a · 1 year
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sometimes i catch myself wondering if vought ever,     at any point,     considered shiloh a dirty secret because of how he’s grouped in with a failed experiment regardless of his own success.      obviously before much darker and dirtier secrets are buried but still .... 
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cerealmonster15 · 11 months
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my capoeira mestre is leaving in a few months :(
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myownprivatcidaho · 2 years
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all these instances of dudes hitting from the back imagining their gf is someone else got me feeling rlly bad :/
#i mean.#like it seems like theyve been somewhat on and off and idk how much Commitment there actually is#and idk if theyve been going together this long its like obviously yeah theyre into each other#but just the realization tgat over all these months the probability hes imagined it was me at least once. :|||||||#i dont wike it.#that one crush situation lol#minors dni#see a lot of me wants to like . guess shes a 100% innocent party here but idk#they might be just taking it slow but idk how much SHES played around at least in the esrly stages. much less him#and atp im not even Too mad about the fact that early on he wasnt great being committal bc. few college students are but it seems like he#was at least TRYING. im just mad that hes dragged me along for the greater part of a year now with no accountability.#like thats just fucking cruel.#but idk whats going on with those two. he has a thing for Maneater types so idk what earlier stages looked like for them#or what shes even LIKE as a person and to be clear im not acting like i do#jus thinkin out loud here#but . yeah hes got a thing for emo girls who wear doc martens and look like they want to murder men etc#paraphrasing a rt. lol#part of me feels :/ cause like. what if i just seem kinda BORING cause ive just stopped acting like im not Tired#like i dont play around im just to the point and responsible like a boring 40something lmao#also like. after i left him the voicemail he acted even MORE Friendly™ and it PISSED me off like what do u WANT#and then my sisters gf suggested maybe he just liked that i seemed respectful and mature and like i take ppls feelings seriously#idk man. idk ehats going in in his ginger ass noggin#its just been a while since ive dumped out ALL my thots and feelings abt him on here so. yeah this is juts a periodical Vent ignore lol#probably wont have another for a while. tho j may have just jinxed it :/
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6ix9inewiturmom · 19 days
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Wet Dreamz - Matt Sturniolo
Summary: based off the song wet dreamz by J. Cole idk if you need a summary just listen to the song :) takes place in matt’s pov the entire story!!
Warnings: Smut, masterbation,loss of virginity, Highschool matt (he’s 18)x 18yr old, POC!Reader
A/n: i was listening to this song and i immediately thought of matt, cause chris wouldn’t be nervous, matt would be! TELL ME HOW YALL LIKE THISSS!!
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“First time, she was in my math class, Long hair, brown skin with the fat ass”
Today was a normal day in mrs.Melvins math class, i walk in to my assigned seat in the back of the class, that’s when i noticed the seat next to mine that was usally empty had the most beautiful woman in it.
“hi! i’m Y/N! i just moved here from California!”
her words were like serotonin for me, she had the biggest smile on her face when i sat down next to her, she was fucking beautiful. a literal goddess sent from god himself. i had to know her.
“hey! i’m uh im matt! i uh live here.. but you probably knew that considering i go to school here…” fuck matthew you’re an idiot.. she knows you fucking live here how stupid could you be.
she giggles “you’re funny, matt”
i was caught by surprise by her complement, i was a total fool and she thought i was funny?
“oh i um.. thank you” i return her smile nervously
“mr.sturniolo and ms.Y/L/N, continue talking and i’ll separate you” Mrs. Melvin Spoke harshly, we both looked at each other and smiles.
“Sat beside me, used to laugh, had mad jokes The teacher always got mad, so we passed notes”
“is she always this mean? lol” Y/N’s note she passed me read as she pretended to pay attention with a cute cheeky smile on her lips, her plump lips, fuck matt you’re staring. i quickly turned away and wrote the note back to her.
“never to me, i happen to be her favorite you know” with a little winky face written next to it i pass the note back and she opens it and grins at me and playfully rolls her eyes.
our note passing lasted the rest of class, we weren’t even paying attention to Mrs.Melvin’s class, i can’t even remember what the lesson was about, i couldn’t get her out of my head.
“It started off so innocent She had a vibe and i started diggin' it, uh I was a youngin, straight crushin', tryna play the shit cool”
she always kept lookin at me with those sweet innocent eyes, with a beautiful smile on her face, her dimples on her cheeks every time she smiles at me. i need her in every way possible. i’ve never been in love this deep before. i’m so whipped and obsessed and i haven’t even hung out with her besides school.
“But i couldn't wait to get to school cause when I seen Them thighs on her and them hips on her and them lips on her Got me daydreamin', man, what”
the day ended and as i was driving my brothers home, not even paying attention to nick and chris arguing over little shit i didn’t even care to know about, all i was thinking about was her. my thoughts were interrupted by chris screaming in my ear
“MATTHEW… HELLO?!” chris yelled
“hm? what” i respond
“who’s got you so wrapped up in thought” nick uses his index finger to poke my shoulder
“no one, fuck off im just tired” i roll my eyes and continue to drive home
“I'm thinkin' how she rides on it, if she sits on it, if she licks on it”
As i got home the only thing i could fucking imagine is her beautiful plump lips on my cock, sucking me off and cumming on her beautiful face. i can feel the growing aching pain of a boner in my jeans as i’m laying in bed.
i slowly removed my pants and pull out my aching cock and start stroking up and down and immediately start groaning and rolling my eyes back in the back of my head.
“mmf, fuckkk Y/N” a small whimper leaves my lips as my cock starts twitching in my own hand imagining that it was her hand stroking my dick, cum shoots out of me spilling all over my hand and a loud groan comes out of my mouth.
“as time goes by Attractions gettin' deep and Wet dreamin', thinkin' that I'm smashin' but I'm sleepin', I want it bad And I ain't never been obsessed before”
i woke up with a huge wet stain in my underwear and on my sleep pants from my cum staining as i dreamt about her moaning and whimpering underneath me, me making her cum all over my dick, watching her legs shake from my dick sliding in and out of her repeatedly, her screaming my name over and over again, wishing i could just pound my cock
“FUCK” i groan loudly. i should be embarrassed im having wet dreams about this girl. i need to straighten up before i fuck this up.
“She wrote a note that said, “You ever had sex before?” Damn…”
i stopped in my tracks reading this, i looked over at her smiling up at mrs.marvins math class acting as if she’s “paying attention” with her innocent eyes and innocent smile. i wasn’t about to tell her i was a virgin. out of all the guys here in this school, me? i mean ive had a girlfriend but normally the girls go for chris, never me.
“I wrote back and said "Of course I had sex before," knowin' I was frontin' I said, "I'm like a pro, baby," knowin' I was stuntin But if I told the truth, I knew that I'd get played out, son Hadn't been in pussy since the day I came out one”
fuck, matt you’re so stupid, i fuckin hope she ain’t suspect i’m a virgin… i slid the note back to her with a soft smile on my face with panic on the inside of myself.
she smiles at my note and giving me a small wink before picking up her pink pen and writing something down and smiling and shooting me a wink before passing it back to me.
“She don't know that, so she done wrote back and told me "Oh, you a pro, homie? Well, I want you to show me My mama gone for the weekend So Saturday, baby, we can get to freakin'." That's when my heart start racin' and my body start sweatin'”
my fingers that are wrapped around my pencil were tapping my pencil on my desk nervously, there’s no way this is real… Y/N? me? no fuckin way… i’m prayin i don’t wake up from this dream if this is real.
i had to play this cool.
‘don’t fuck this up matthew’ was the only thing repeating in my head.
“i wrote back like "Yeah, baby, sound like a plan." Still tryna play it cool, sound like the man But I was scared to death, my stomach turnin' Talkin' shit, knowin' damn well I was a virgin, fuck”
the boner being restrained from my jeans is making me hard to focus, hard to breathe, i can’t even think of anything else other then how she looks beneath me making every sound escape her mouth because of me, because of my dick, but fuck she gonna find out i’m a virgin eventually.
“Yeah, you know that feelin' when you Know you finna bone for the first time? I'm hopin' that she won't notice it's my first time I'm hopin' that my shit is big enough to fuck wit' And most of all I'm prayin', "God, don't let me bust quick" I'm watchin' pornos, tryna see just how to stroke right Practice puttin' condoms on-how it go? Right”
i’ve been sitting in my room for about 4 hours trying to put some condoms on right, watching every porn video that was on the feed, trying to figure out positions, how to thrust my hips the right way, how to eat pussy, how to do everything right so she don’t suspect i’m a virgin, man i really want this to go well.
“yo bro you’ve been in there for fucking ever are you ever coming out” chris yells on the other side of my locked door.
“i just wanted a nap with no interruptions leave me alone” i lie with my dick in one hand and my phone in the other hand.
ive been at this for hours. i can’t fuck this up. i don’t want her to have a fake orgasm with me, that would be embarrassing as hell, i need this to be better then good for her. i can’t duck this up.
“I'm in her crib, now a palm sweatin' With a pocket full of rubbers and an erection”
“hi matty” she opens the door for me and smiles
“hi Y/N” i smile back at her walking in.
she takes my hand and drags me to her room decorated in her favorite artist and her favorite books sitting so perfectly on her bookshelf.
she pushes me down on her bed that was freshly made up and smelled like her, she straddles me sitting directly on my hard cock.
“you’re so beautiful” i smile looking up at her laying over me
she giggles “thank you”
she leans in and kisses me passionately, i use my hand and rub her thigh and squeeze a little before moving up to her hips and moving them hips looking for some sort of friction on my pressing hard cock.
“That's when my hands start touchin' and her face start blushin' And i roll over on top and then she Get my pants unbuckled and her hands start rubbin”
i softly groan at her hands now rubbing up and down on my cock with a smile on her face
“fuckkk Y/N” i grin
she smiles so innocently looking up at me with lust and excitement in her eyes. man i could bust like this. so fucking quick.
“it's time for action Pull out the condoms real smooth, yeah, just how I practiced But right before I put it in, she flinched and grabbed it and said "I wanna get somethin' off my mental I can tell you're a pro, but baby, be gentle, ‘cause—"
i was in utter shock, she was a virgin too? no fuckin way, i smile down at her and nod as i slowly push my cock in her tight hole
“god damn ma, you are so fuckin tight” i groan softly in her ear
“mpfh- matt please move” she says in a whimper almost
i slowly start thrusting in and out of her and a slight faster pace and holy fuck i’ve never been in this amount of pleasure before. i was in a state of euphoria
my pace quickens and i start groaning uncontrollably in her ear as she moans in mine
“matt im close” she whispers out with a loud pornographic moan as she releases all over my cock creating a ring around the base of my cock.
“fuck me too” my thrusts become sloppy as i pull out and finish in the condom.
we both crash besides each other and she looks at me and smiles with her deep brown eyes, i can’t lie to her anymore.
“can i be honest about something Y/N?” i say softly turning over on my side to look at her.
she turns over to her side so we’re facing each other “i mean you just took my virginity so you can say anything matt” she smiles
“good cause i ain’t never did this before…” i smile softly hopelessly panicking on the inside scared she might get mad.
she smiles at me softly and kisses my lips and i smile into her lips.
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A/N pt 2 SO HERES THIS!!! LEMME KNOW HOW YALL LIKE IT! tysm to @ribread03 FOR HELPING ME OUT ON THIS ONE! ENJOY!!!
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luveline · 1 year
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jade hi!!! i have an idea for shy reader. im thinkin eddie x shy reader and maybe corroded coffin has kind of blown up? like maybe they’re on tour or just an occasional big stadium gig. but r always comes even tho she is like very sound sensitive (do u hear me projecting) it is not her space at all but she still comes for him <3 like soundchecks and things she has like earplugs in but is still the most proud gf. idk!!! lov u
hi!!!! love u i hope this was a req cos I took it as one!! sound sensitive and shy reader with rockstar eddie is a seemingly unlikely pair but so cute!! fem!reader♡ suggestive
Eddie says you can sit wherever you like during soundcheck, whether that be sidestage, by the barrier, up in the VIP section balcony, or even just plain centre stage with him and the boys. Which is ridiculous because you'll definitely be in the way if you do, but he has awfully convincing reasoning. 
"I'm gonna marry you," he says succinctly. "If people aren't used to seeing you by my hip by now they will be eventually." 
So you don't go sit up on the balcony. You're also not gonna entertain his silly ideas, sitting neatly in a fold out sidestage with your ear plugs in, ear defenders in your lap. Eddie has assured you time and time again that nobody is gonna judge you for wearing them, they're not foreign to people in show business, but you can't make yourself unless the music is extremely loud. 
You scratch at one of the cans and watch Eddie run his hands up the neck of Sweetheart the third, looking odd in his hoodie and sweatpants. 
He has a complex about your 'giving up your dream' so he can chase his. And sure, you have ambitions, there are a thousand things you want to do, but none have ever felt as present to you as music is to him. Well, besides being his girl. You don't under evaluate the happiness you've found with Eddie, the late late nights and the early mornings, moments stolen between flights and buses and shows and interviews. It's all worth it to be with him and see his wicked smile during shows. 
His smile isn't nearly so electric right now. He's got his eyebrows scrunched up, picking at strings and apologising and then rescinding his apology when somebody rags on him. 
They start to play the crowd pleasers and you turn to your book, humming with your leg tapping to the rhythm. You get lost for a while and don't notice when the music fades away, nor when Eddie comes to stand in front of you. 
You can vaguely hear voices, so you look up, and when you find Eddie as close as he is you jump. He reaches out with two panicked hands and plants them against your hiked shoulders. 
"Just me," he says, or mouths, one hand moving to your ear. He pulls an earplug free carefully. 
"I'm sorry," you say breathlessly. 
He gets all cuddly, hand curled around your earplug and arm around your neck. His mouth is a heat over your forehead as he lays kisses from temple to temple, chest rumbling with a pleased sigh. 
"Plugs are doing their job," he says. 
You twist your hands into the front of his hoodie where he's leaning over you, unsurprised by his affection. He's always like this. 
"You don't have to stay if it's too loud." 
It's really loud. "It's alright." 
You feel his lips curve into a smile. "No," he says, pulling back quick to cradle your cheeks. "It's loud. I was thinking, maybe you should take a break tonight. Stay at the hotel." 
You don't get offended, though insecurity rears it's head for a split second. Why doesn't he want me at the show? It's gone as quickly as it came, dissolved by his concerned eyes. 
A break would be nice. You love to be here and to support him but the constant sound is overwhelming, and it builds up until you're wiped of energy. 
"Stay home, watch a movie," — he leans in, lips quirked into a knowing smile — "what kind of movie's up to you." 
"Eddie," you murmur pleadingly, turning in your seat to make sure no one's listening. 
He shushes you and dips down until his mouth is near your ear, hands holding you in place. "We need some inspiration, don't you think?" 
You're melting. "Eddie, please." Don't do this here. 
"Yeah, just like that," he murmurs. 
You push him forcibly away from you and glare at his giggling, his slight bend at the waist and his hand pressed to his stomach. 
"Jerk." 
"I'm serious about taking a break," he says as his laughter tapers off. He licks his lips. "It'll be tough but I can make it through one night without you." 
"Night?" 
"Show," he amends, leaning down with a pout. 
You give him a faux-reluctant peck. 
"Definitely not the whole night. You better still be there when I get back," he warns. 
You will be. You open your arms expectantly for a proper hug though you can't bring yourself to ask, and lucky you, Eddie collapses down into your chest smelling clean and familiar. He's warm. There's an inherent excitement that comes with being loved like this, the evidence of his affection in his adoring hands as they rub your back and the corner of his smile against your cheek.
"Not going anywhere," you murmur. His arms get that little bit tighter.
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gweathney-propaganda · 2 months
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did the switched au (which is now called Total Drama: Variant), and I choose randomly, so here's what I got:
Ezekiel-vintage (gonna go with 80s..was thinking of doing 50s, but idk)
Eva-steampunk (idk how im gonna do that, lol)
Noah-weirdcore
Justin-fairycore (he was a fairy...)
Kaite & Sadie-kidcore (clumping them together...its easy to understand why lol)
Tyler-vulture culture (im kinda scared of him now, him having a gun....scary..)
Izzy-dark academia
Cody-goth (yeaaaaa! don't know what type of goth tho.....i'll figure it out later)
Beth-carnivalcore
Courtney-scene (scene Courtney save me....save me scene Courtney..)
Harold-preppy (thinkin abt Harold wearing Gucci...silly idea)
Trent-gyaru (prob gonna use the trent gyaru design as inspiration...)
Bridgette-cryptidcore (she would def believe in mothman..)
Lindsay-grunge (love grunge Lindsay ❤️)
DJ-punk (?????)
Geoff-light academia (Geoff wearing a sweatervest....save me...)
Leshawna-adventurecore
Duncan-pastel (I laughed out loud when I saw this)
Heather-gorecore (silly...)
Gwen-labcore (Gwen committing medical malpractice....)
Owen-russianimperialcore (just imagine him wearing a imperial suit...or dress.)
Alejandro-electro-swing (Alejandro-Alastor real??????)
Sierra-cottagecore (yippee!!)
im probably (not) gonna draw all their designs, there are some fun ideas here :P
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Can you try a oneshot with a gender neutral shy reader who has a crush on Rise!Leo but they’re not really fond of his over competitive personality? (Really loved the yokai feline!reader you did a while ago so hopefully this isn’t too much of a request ^ v ^; )
Do do do d— OH?? WHATS THIS??
A Request? 
*snatches paper*
“Can you try a oneshot with a gender neutral shy reader who has a crush on Rise!Leo but they’re not really fond of his over competitive personality? (Really loved the yokai feline!reader you did a while ago so hopefully this isn’t too much of a request ^ v ^; “
A/n: hooohohooo… YOU! My friend, are a bright mind, I hope I have enough energy for this one *cracks knuckles* (ALSO TY!! IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT >v<)
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Priorities. (A Oneshot)
Warnings(?): Leo being a dumbass, slight angst? Idk yet. 
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A perfect night, it was. 
Leo, sitting in his beanbag. you, right next to him in your own, the little puffs pushed against each other.. your favorite movie on the television — well, favorite Jupiter Jim movie. Leo was pointing out all the little details that you had grown to notice but wouldn’t mention, noting how his eyes sparkled as he ranted about it. A soft smile appeared on your face, your heart gently fluttering at his antics. 
It was hard to get Leo to sit down and actually watch something - especially something he knew inside and out, so you couldn’t exactly blame him when he would do sit ups, stretch, refill popcorn, or even just wave his hands around anxiously. You didn’t mind. What you did mind, however…
“Tag!!” Mikey swooped in unnoticed from his late night out, bonking his brother on the head and scrambling to get away. “Oh no you did not!!” Leo laughed, jumping up from his seat and knocking over one of the empty popcorn bowls. You paused the movie, leaning back with a sigh. There was no telling how long this one would last. 
As you watched your favorite boy run around with Mikey, you couldn’t help but wish he could prioritize you a little more.. but then again, it’s not like you were in a relationship or anything.. It hurt to think about, but it was true. As you lounged in the projector room, watching the two scramble on the upper levels, you heard a scoff from next to you. 
You nearly flew out of your seat as you saw Raph, practically looming over you but staring at his brothers as well. “JEsus…” you breathed, a hand over your heart - which you were SURE had just jumped to outer space - where the astronaut on the projector was.
The red-clad turtle didn’t seem to notice, in a world of his own. He was grumbling to himself, something about ‘manners’ and ‘how to treat someone’… and then you heard something that made your ears perk up —- ‘Leo’.
At the idea of asking him about said turtle in blue, your hands felt clammy, yourthroat constricting and mouth like the Sahara desert, but you had to try. “Raph..?” You squeaked, just loud enough to get the gentle giant’s attention. “Huh?” He snapped out of his tizzy, giving you his full attention “what’s up, Y/n?” 
You opened your mouth, closed it, then opened it again, searching for the words as your mind went blank. Cmon Y/n, think! God!… was it always so hot in here..? 
“Uh.. well— what you — hh— talk- THINKin about, Raph?” A weak chuckle escaped your throat as you mustered that sentence, your cheeks warm with embarrassment. Unfortunately for you, Raph caught on really fast, giving you one of his knowing, big-brother smiles. “Oh, you know...” He waltzed on over, casually sitting in his pops’ recliner chair, “Just how horribly Leo treats his dates.” 
Can you say.. Rojo? :D THAT means Red in Spanish!! As well as your face once he said that. ♡ :) 
“Date?? Woah- hah- this wasn’t— I mean.. heh.. he didn’t- I wasn’t—“ grasping for excuses, you felt yourself slowly sink further into your beanbag, ashamed at how badly you were trying to play this off. Raph shook his head, laughing to himself, “Please, he practically rented the projector room for you two! If you can’t tell from that, then you two really are hopeless.” 
You hid your face completely now, too embarrassed to even think about denying it anymore. “Hopeless? I beg to differ.” 
Oh no.
You knew that cocky voice anywhere. 
You weren’t sure if you wanted to turn around, but unfortunately.. curiosity killed the Y/n. Turning your head, you saw none other than Leo right above you, his arms at either side of your beanbag- preventing escape. He looked down at you, smile never fading, “Hi there~” 
“H— how much—?” You gulped on your words, anxiety crawling up your throat, “how much of that did you hear..?”
Leo shrugged, “not too much, actually” his smile dropped , “just Raph ratting me out.” He grumbled, giving his brother a glare before turning back to you with a smile. “I won, by the way!” Beaming, he completely missed your demeanor change, feeling one of disappointment as he left your side. “I beat Mikey at tag! Aren’t I cool?” He chuckled, before perking up— hearing one of his brothers call his name. 
And just like that, he left your side, hands behind his head without a care in the world. He was leaving you! Again! You couldn’t help the disappointed sigh lurking in your throat as he welcomed his brother in purple back home, asking if they wanted to compete to see who could eat the most pizza at Run-Of-the-Mill. 
“You know, when we were kids and I wanted Leo to sit still..” Raph leaned over your shoulder, talking quiet as to not alert anyone.. including you. “I would just lay on top of him, but I guess you can’t really do that… so I can only wonder what the alternative is..” He mused, leaving you to your thoughts as he walked to the kitchen. 
Leo moseyed back into the projector room, collapsing onto his beanbag with a huff. “Donton just wanted help unloading groceries.” he muttered, disappointed, and this time, you weren’t able to stop the sigh from leaving your lips. 
Your eyes snapped open, knowing damn well he wouldn’t miss a chance to point that out.
“Hold on.” He sat up, looking at where you now hid your face. “Was- was that a sigh?” He chirped in surprise, analyzing your anxious form. “No way.” He squinted, trying to tell if he was dreaming. “Y/n, shy Y/n. Who’s too nervous to tell the cashier they got the wrong change — just sighed, at me.” He half laughed, actually impressed, “Donnie owes me 20 bucks.” 
You grumbled at the last comment, mixed feelings on the fact that he competed on you. 
“So~” he smiled, scooting closer and leaning in, “What did I do to upset my Y/n this bad?” Usually, Leo avoided conflict like the plague, but seeing how flustered you were, he could only hope it was because you were jealous. And boy did he know how to fix that. 
Fire was climbing up your throat, you couldn’t tell if it was frustration or the flustered feeling he had given you from calling you his. Maybe it was a bit of both. “God you— you’re such a—“ you covered your face, yelling into your hands with all your might. 
Cold hands gently pulled your wrists away from your face, revealing Leo sitting in front of you calmly, waiting for you to express your thoughts the way you wanted to. Words echoed in your head, giving you a reckless, stupid idea. 
“You know, when I wanted Leo to sit still…”
You couldn’t— you were sure you would die. Immediately. Just die right there and never come back from the pits of HathSin. But.. before you knew it, your hands had wrapped around the back of his head, pulling him in to a gentle hug. You couldn’t stop yourself as you nuzzled your face into his shoulder, grip tight as you could only hope he didn’t push you away. “I just wanted you to stay with me.” You muttered, eyes fluttering closed. You were ready to accept the disgust, the anger, the pain at losing your best friend. You felt hot tears prick your eyes, fear consuming you as you heard…
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Churrrrrr….
What? What was that? 
Finally pulling back, you caught a glimpse of Leo’s cherry red blush, hidden under his blue bandana. He seemed shocked at both your and his own actions. Because of the noise, you hadn’t even noticed his hand coming back to graze your spine, wanting to hug you back— you only noticed how he pulled away, head in his hands as he scolded himself. “Are you kidding me? Now? Yeah that’s real charming, Leo. Way to ruin the moment, dumbass..” 
Him! Flustered! Now you were both breaking the laws of physics. 
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I HOPE THATS SOMETHING LIKE WHAT YOU WANTED OKAY GOODBYE 🏃🏃🏃🏃🏃💨💨💨
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nerves-nebula · 1 year
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I was sure that maladaptive daydreaming was like, more severe and uncontrollable than that? like in a way that seriously impedes your ability to function in life.
Not from what I've seen? Key words I've seen describing maladaptive daydreaming is excessive and intentional. But, recent studies are saying that it may be compulsive?
I'm some people diagnosed with it irl and some of them even like, have complained before about being interrupted out of their daydreams. But they do Intentionally start them and think fo the universes, but it like, gets in the way sometimes cuz it's like, "well I SHOULD do that thing, or, I could daydream,,, imma daydream"
Maladaptive means like, not adapting well. So maladaptive daydreaming is just, not adapting to stress in a good way via the agent of daydreaming.
Oh and Like, with proper therapy or new coping mechanisms most people diagnosed with it experience on average half the amount of daydreams sjdndndn just a fun statistic!
I don't know I could also just be wrong 🤷‍♂️ sjshdjdjdnns
My brain is fascinating
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dont we ALL get irritated when our daydreams are interrupted tho? like i made this whole situation and perfectly set it up and ur tryna talk to me ?? IM BUSY !!
hard to know if it was maladaptive because I had nothing to ever do as a kid so like. i wasnt like zoning out in class daydreaming or not paying attention to something important because i never HAD class and i rarely had something important I had to be doing. i did zone out a lot but that was prolly like an ADHD thing i think..
and also since it was like, usually related to my art nobody said shit cause i was just thinkin of things to draw or stories to tell.
but sometimes you're stuck in the car with ur siblings and they're screaming and shouting and fighting and you dont have earbuds yet cause you're like 11 so instead you just,,, think about ur OC's or something :)
I can see it having been compulsive but eh. who can say. gods know my parents werent paying attention.
one #classic thing I kinda do is like, this sort of "ahh ok time to think about something else buddy, lets go!" sorta situation. like i'd say that to myself or something like "ough this sucks i dont wanna be here *thinks about dogs with wings*" or "I hate this I hate being here it's too loud and I feel gross *distracts self by thinking about how to torture my OC's*"
so idk.
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Do you ever see white middle class cis people and wonder what their lives are like? I get a ton of these pretty girls and boys at the coffee shop I work at and they all seem so happy and everyone is so pretty and they smell good and they love patagonia and alo? But I can't help but wonder what it's like being a pretty cis white girl that smells like flowers and looks good in pastels
yeah i live in a city full of rich students who've moved from like oxfordshire or cambridgeshire n the like n every time im on the bus n i hear their ridiculous posh accents talking abt their personal drama that just pales into insignificance compared to what the ppl im close w have been thru im just like wow. some ppls lives seem so disconnected from my own n our perception of the world so different i cant rlly begin to imagine what its like to be them (altho ofc these r strangers so i am mayb just making assumptions that arent true but like..... in my experience those pretty southern kids in expensive clothes have usually had a pretty easy life). i also get that w coworkers sometimes just bc their personalities n lives seem so far removed from mine n the things they want n ppl they wanna b around r so different to what i want that i find myself trying to imagine how they think n view the world but i cant completely comprehend it lol. same w ppl i went to school w - theres a lot of girls i used to look up to / be envious of in school bc they were generally well liked n pretty n relatively well off compared to lil ol council estate me. but when i see their lives now n the ppl theyve become or clearly aspire to be im like. wow im so glad im not u. if i dressed like u n had ur friends/boyfriends n had the same aspirations as u i would feel like my life is so flat n boring n aimless. idk its not that i think me or my life is perfect in any way its just scary to me to imagine not being me i spose, even if that came w a bunch of privileges i dont currently have. idk im like rambling / thinkin out loud here
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bunnygirlheart · 2 years
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post fulla questions i was tagged to answer by @bunnygirlbutta
What was your last…
Beverage: my black coffee that i let get cold :( i still drank it though
Phone call: not a clue. ive never liked phone calls,,
Text message: ‘‘...you know all about knot tying, huh? Glad to hear it‘‘
Song you listened to: soles - love will have its sacrifices (i was thinkin abt carmilla series)
Time you cried: if tearing up just a lil bit counts . it was around 5am and i was thinking about an incredible compliment i received from someone i love. if not then idk when it was, though i know what that one was about too.
Have you ever…
Dated someone twice? nope.
Kissed someone and regretted it? nope.
Lost someone special? hard to say.
Been depressed? and the scars to prove it,,,
Been drunk and threw up? no.
In the last year, have you…
…made a new friend? several i love yall 💜
…fallen out of love? nope
…laughed until you cried? i . dont think so?
…found out who your true friends are? dont know what this means
…found out someone was talking about you? no
General
How many people on your fb list do you know in real life? i am not on fb and would destroy their data centers given the easy opportunity
List 3 of your favourite colours: Purple!!! pink? green.
What was your first…
…surgery? n/a
…piercing? n/a (thatd be neat though)
…best friend? idk ?
…sport you joined? not a clue. i have never been into sports. dont remember the last time i touched anything of the sort
…vacation? hm. good question. i dont know that either
…pair of trainers? weird question and i don’t know it.
Right now, what are you…
…eating? nothin
…drinking? ^
…about to do? think abt kissing girls. ok no im doing that right now. so . maybe play terraria some more?
Your future
Do you want kids? makes me feel good to think about myself being a mother at some point in the future, but whether I actually would wanna have children ... idk. im only 23 though so like ....
Do you want to get married? if someone i love wants to marry me, I . huh. i was gonna say I wouldn’t be against it, but then it occurred to me, what if multiple people wanted to be married to me? i think thats not how it works? so . no i guess, on grounds of i dont wanna leave anyone out.
Ideal career? ... i have no clue what im doin yall
Which do you think is better…
…lips or eyes? well, vanya’s gotten me all caught up in kisses lately, so probably lips. eyes are lovely too though so idk really
…hugs or kisses? ^ that answers this well enough, but hugs are nice as well, so its hard to say for both of these.
…shorter or taller? yes? sounds good. real answer is i do not know. if youre notably taller or shorter than 6 ft pls come here so I can figure that out
…older or younger? too big of an age difference is weird,, anyway id say i dont care but i suppose .. the two people im most into right now are both a lil bit older than me so . maybe that says something. dont think so though
…romantic or spontaneous? im inexperienced in romance so i cant really say
…nice stomach or nice arms? hmmm well im a big fan of a good tummy c:
…sensitive or loud? idk what this means really
…hook up or relationship? relationship
…trouble maker or hesitant? i would like to cause more problems on purpose but i am v nervous always
Have you ever…
…kissed a stranger? no
…drank hard liquor? yes
…lost glasses/contacts? probably
…had sex on the first date? no
…broken someone’s heart? yes
…been arrested? no
…turned someone down? uuuhhh. maybe?
…cried when someone died? no
Do you believe in…
…yourself? trying to!
…miracles? define miracle
…love at first sight? no
…heaven? no
…Santa Claus? lmao no?
…kiss on the first date? why not, if it’s going that well?
…angels? no
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klinejack · 3 years
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remember y2k? that was wild
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ilovethecolorpink · 3 years
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nearly all of the books on my shelf are either just Not Happy or straight up dark i need to read some cute romances or other more generally happy things
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blorbofrommyshows · 3 years
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actually u kno what. Fuck
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Incoming rant in the tags about me moving tomorrow lol, I just didn’t wanna be filling yalls dashes with huge paragraphs
#i would make a regular post but idk i be ranting all the time having paragraphs on here for no reason#i like the tags more cuz its more like im thinkin but out loud ya know#but basically my mom and i are moving into a new house away from my step dad cuz of all this drama that boils down to him not wanting my#not wanting my brothers around and obviously my mom still wants to see them#so simple solution after they talked for like ever is my mom and i move to a new house where she can see my brothers n shit#which is good for her#but there is a catch - i literally want to kill myself when i am around my brothers#like straight up they make me so dysphoric to the point of me instantly becoming hella suicidal all over again#because like they are cis and im not and they got everything that i feel like ill never get and im not allowed to be out to them so thats#so thats a whole thing and its all a big mess of jealousy anf bitterness and dysphoria and anger and depression#which i am not really as equipped to handle anymore because ive been doing alright ish and coping but when i see them it really tears down m#my defenses; i cant hear their voices which are all deep without wanting to never talk again and kms#yes i sound like a hella dramatic lil sensitive kid#but i just cant deal with that#like it guts me to be around them; even if theyre being okay and not talking to me; like it just brings me a lot of anguish thats just hard#and they are also homophobic assholes that say racist shit and are misogynists#and thats hella not fun to be around when im trans#and to add on top of my woos; we are moving into the neighborhood i grew up in but in a new house#my dad still lives in that neighborhood#i worry that he will try to talk to me or that he will always be trying to come over or that when he gets mad at my brothers for staying at#my moms new house he might try to do some crazy shit like before and i worry that he will try to ‘establish a relationship’ with me or some#other dumb shit that i dont want#and that is really bugging me because i hate my dad and i just think hes a really bad person and i dont want to have to potentially deal#with his shit again#and idk i just associate that neighborhood with lots of pain and middle school depression that i dont have the facilities to deal with and#it idk feels like im moving back into a hostile environment#yes i wont be living with my dad and i am thankful for that but i just idk#to have my brothers at this new house to live with us; even on and off or whatever; bothers me a lot#to be back there bothers me alot#m talks
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mikiruma · 5 years
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on one hand im still upset abt red asphalt but on the other last night i was thinking how the games supposed to be unfair and make you get attached to these people you dont know are gonna live to the next mission, let alone the next game. i mean im still mad the boss didnt do more but yknow
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cvtqr · 3 years
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babysitter
pairings; eren x reader 
content warning; basically just smut, unprotected sex, some degradation, small age gap
notes; in this you are marco’s little sister yeah!! (adopted or biological idk you can decide), college au per usual 
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“c’mon eren... i’ll owe you one i swear-”
“fine.”
you and eren jaeger did not get along. you were three years younger than him, but yet you were always around. coming into your first year of college, you didn't know anyone except your older brother, marco. the two of you had always been extremely close, resulting into you always hanging out with him and his friends.
that's how you met the infamous eren jaeger.
no other of marco’s friends seemed to have a problem with you, they all adored you. with the exception of eren. he felt like you were a child always trying to hangout with the adults. that made him feel the need to always keep an eye out for you. and god he found it annoying having to watch boys drool over you at every party.
“c’mon eren... i’ll owe you one i swear-”
“fine.”
eren pushed his way through the crowd, away from marco, looking for you.
of course, as expected, some frat boy was on top of you trying to get your number.
“okay! do you want me to just put it in your phone or..-”
you watched as his smile faded while you felt a large hand fall down onto your shoulder.
“lets go brat.”
you were peeled away from the boy as eren dragged you up the stairs of the crowded frat house.
“eren what-”
“it’s gonna get real crazy in a little bit, your brother wants me to babysit you. just stay in my room for tonight and ill take you back to your dorm in the morning.”
you didn't feel like arguing with him right now, you didn't have the energy. you just let him drag you into his semi messy room.
not too long after you excused yourself to the bathroom, you came back to find eren already comfy in his bed.
“you can sleep in here too, just stay on your side.”
you started walking towards the side of the bed, giggling.
“why, thinkin’ of me gettin’ all warmed up to you jaeger?”
he let out a small ‘tch’ as he flipped over to place his phone down onto the bed side table. turning back around, he was faced to your standing backside, unbuttoning your pants.
“wh-, what are you doing...-”
“what? you expect me to sleep in jeans?... don't get too excited, jaeger.”
you made eren’s blood boil. but for some reason he couldn't listen to you, he was getting excited. he thought it was just because he's face to face with a half naked girl... i mean anyone would get a bit excited from that, right? or maybe because he loved the way his last name rolled off your tongue-
his thoughts came to a halt as you crawled under the covers with him.
facing your back to him, you sunk into his pillows.
“i'm doing this for your brother, not you. so don't get any ideas-”
“yeah yeah, night jaeger.”
eren faced the opposite way, pulling the covers over himself more.
“tch-, stay on your side.”
falling asleep in eren’s bed was harder than expected. its definitely been way over an hour, but you could still hear the faint sounds of music playing from downstairs.
as you went to shift in the bed for about the twentieth time, you were stopped by eren rolling over and trapping you into his arms.
“sit still.”
from this position, your bodies were as close as possible to each other. he was right behind you, his arm around you, locking you in. 
not fighting him, you listened. being in eren’s arms somehow made it easier to fall asleep. you were out like a light. but eren? he's been up and almost an hour has passed. he was too focused on the way you softly snored, and how good your shampoo smelt. 
and the bulge that's been growing in his pants ever since you started unintentionally moving your hips into him
one more rough move into him and you felt a strong grip on your hips, waking you up.
“i thought i told you to sit still.”
you felt him poking into your fabric covered ass, eren’s breath getting shaky.
“eren what-”
“i'm sorry, y/n.”
you felt his grip get looser, but his hands never left your hips. 
and you didn't want them too
“can i touch you..., please?”
you felt his hands shift to meat of your thighs, lightly rubbing circles, and you shook your head yes.
that's when his hands started to wander. 
up and down your thigh, your lower stomach, up the soft fabric that was separating you from his touch. 
his hands shifted from your lower back, to the front of you, prying his fingers down to your clit.
“is this ok?”
you shook your head yes as he started to apply some pressure to your clit, while he rubbed himself against the back of you. 
you let eren, the person whom your always fighting with, touch you like this. you were enjoying it a little too much, and he knew that. as he started rubbing circles around your clit, his speed started to increase, while you grabbed onto his wrist, letting out a sweet moan.
“who knew the little bodt was such a slut.”
his movements got faster and faster.
“im nottt- im... ah ‘not a sl-, a slut...”
“you can't even form a proper sentence... poor thing. you open your legs like this for anyone?”
you shook your head no as you squeezed your eyes shut, letting another breathy moan escape your lips.
“then why just me, hm?”
you felt the pleasure being ripped away, as his fingers came to a stop.
“bet you wanted this for awhile. the big brothers good friend to fuck you stupid, yeah?”
“please eren”
in one motion he flipped the two of you over, you landing on your stomach, and him on top of you, pulling your hips up to meet his.
“please what? use your words, little one.”
“want you to fuck me eren.” you mumbled into the pillow beneath you 
you felt a weight lifted off your back, before his hands found your hips again, lining you up with him. 
pulling your panties to the side, you felt his tip teasing your entrance.
‘ill pull out’ was the last thing you heard before he jammed himself into you. 
only giving you a few seconds to adjust, he started thrusting in and out of you. 
you softly moaned out his name before finding a grip on the sheets, as his speed started to increase.
“this sloppy pussy ‘s so fuckin’ tight.”
you felt him pull out before ramming himself back in at a rough pace.
“i wanna know who's, fuck-, who's making you feel so good, tell me would you?”
“eren! ‘ts you eren.”
without pulling out, he flipped you onto your back. he's been wanting to do this for so long, he couldn't miss your pretty face during a moment like this. 
grabbing onto your thighs, he pulled them up against his hips before leaning down and trapping your lips with his. shifting them down to your jawline and neck, he started to mark his territory. couldn't have any of those college boys all over you anymore, right?
digging your nails into the meat of his shoulders, he felt you start to flutter around his cock.
“gonna cum?”
looking up into his eyes, you swiftly nodded as tears started to form in the corner of your eyes. 
“good.”
he brought his head back up as both of your mouths hung open.
you felt his hand move back down to your clit, as your grip tightened on his shoulders.
“cum-, cum all over my cock like a good girl..., pleaseee”
not having to be told twice, you let out a loud moan before creaming all over him, getting all over the bed and down the both of your bodies.
not long after fucking you through your high, eren flipped you back over onto your stomach, as he found his own release.
pulling out he pumped himself as he coated your lower back and ass with his cum. he held onto your hips while he admired his work.
maybe eren jaeger wasn't as bad as you thought.
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