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aggsh-shs · 22 days
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you asked for fic requests do those go here?
anyway, can i request campbell bain x g/n or male reader where reader has a panic attack and campbell helps.
OR one where reader is just sitting around while campbell does a show. chill stuff y’know
those might be awful ideas feel free to ignore this if you want
sorry i’ve never done this before hope these are ok requests
HI THIS IS PERFECT!!
I WROTE THIS FIC TODAY WHILE I WAS IN THE CAR/AT AN AMUSEMENT PARK SO IM SORRY IF IT SUCKS
CAMPBELL BAIN X MALE READER (PANIC ATTACK COMFORT)
cw: panic attacks (obvi)
reader gender: male (he/him)
Room 306 in St. Jude’s mental hospital was assigned to two boys, you, and your boyfriend. He was bipolar while you had generalized anxiety disorder. This led to regular panic attacks when unmedicated
Aforementioned boyfriend, Campbell Bain sat next to you, his arm wrapped loosely around your shoulders.
He was chatting away, some story about Eddie that you couldn’t hear through the pure adrenaline coursing through your body.
Every breath seemed to come and leave without making it any easier to focus. You’d had a rough day, too many loud sounds and people. They’d lowered your meds recently, which meant it took less to make you anxious.
This was definitely a panic attack.
Campbell’s voice faded out, without you noticing, and his hand transitioned from just holding you to rubbing your back.
“Hey,” His voice was gentle, and you turned from staring dead ahead to do your best to focus on him, “you ok? You’re shaking..”
You swallowed thickly, breathing starting to pick up in pace. It felt like someone was choking you. A few tears rolled down your cheeks, and Campbell immediately moved to wipe them away.
He had this soft look of concern written across his face.
“Woah, you’re ok,” He pulled you close, and even in your nonverbal state you managed to pull together enough sense to bury your head in Campbells chest, “You’re safe. I’m right here.”
He moved you to sit on his lap, leaning up against the headboard of the bed you were sitting on. Campbell slowed his breathing, hoping that you’d follow his example.
You drew in gasps of air, trying desperately not to suffocate. Everything was too much. The lights of the hospital felt blinding, and all the overlapping sounds of talking and air conditioning hums and nurses and music and-
Campbells palms came to rest over your ears, and you reached up your own trembling hands to cover his.
In all honesty he was scared they’d sedate you. He hadn’t seen you have a panic attack this bad in a long time. You shook in his arms, letting out a choked cry as you finally managed to pull in a full breath.
“There we go, that’s my boy,” Campbell brushed his fingers through your hair, mumbling soft words of praise to help you calm down, “You’re safe, i’m right here with you.”
You let out a pathetic whine in response, signaling to Campbell that you were conscious enough to hear him. You felt less like you were being choked now, and it was easier to breathe.
“good boy,” You could feel his heartbeat through his tear stained t-shirt, and you weren’t sure how long it had been since this started but you were glad he stayed, “just keep breathing. Nice deep breaths.”
It took a few more agonizing minutes for you to finally come back all the way, and while you were still a bit shaky, it wasn’t as bad as before.
Campbell watched from your shared bed as you pulled away and stood up, pacing with a hand pressed to your chest to try and calm down fully.
It felt too cramped in his arms. You stumbled every other step, but it was nice to keep moving.
after a minute or two you came back to bed, face red and blotchy but no longer crying.
“You feeling better?” He asked as you sat back down, smiling when he was met with a nod in response.
“Mostly.” You never felt too inclined to speak after panic attacks. It all just felt like too much.
“Good,” Campbell reached out for your hand, squeezing it three times before kissing your forehead, “Can’t have my boy out of commission, we still got a show to do.”
You laughed quietly, more a breath out than an actual sound. The positivity in Campbells voice was infectious.
You curled up in Campbells lap, head laying on his thigh while he stroked your hair.
He didn’t mind staying there while you slept. He’d wake you up when it was time, for now he’d let you rest.
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freshloveee · 2 months
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i need an advice,
i have a friend and we started talking and a day later he took a break from the app and came back today, but he was online the other days and i sent him a message asking if he was back yet, but he didn't respond to me and the day before i did too i had sent a message but again he didn't respond. he was online all day and probably saw my message but didn't respond at all...i feel bad because i thought he was a different person.
i don't know what to do, i'll send another message or let it go?
it made me feel like a long time ago, being ignored and left aside, sigh..
this is trickyyyyy but honestly
i would probably send another message explaining how u feel/how it made u feel and if he doesn't respond drop him. know ur self worth if this "friend" is making you feel ad abt ur self theyre not a good person to be around/talk to in general. love ya
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l-cereta · 3 months
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i think honestly the craziest thing abt transmisogyny isn't like the active moments of hate but the complete unwillingness and uninterest in anything we have to say — this assumption that if a trans woman is talking it's not worth your time and you can just scroll past. and then you'll have fuck terfs in your bio like nothing happened! wild
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crunchchute · 2 months
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My Sam & Max cosplay I debuted at a local con during the weekend!
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rendevok · 11 months
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“Take my hand” a comic for NaruMitsu Week 2023
day 1 - lies & secrets - 2 - 3 - 4
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herorkgk · 5 months
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atlus couldn't put them in the same game together because their bestie potential would have been too godly
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ghouljams · 8 months
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Fuck me. Dilf!fae!Ghost.
You watch Simon bounce your daughter in his arms, humming to her quietly as he tries to settle her down for her nap. You're busy transferring his t-shirt to the drier after some hefty spitup earlier, and you can't say you're disappointed he hasn't grabbed a new one. He looks good with a baby and some stubble, very parental. Oh my god.
Oh my god he's a fucking dilf. A dilf that you get to f on the regular.
"I'm gonna put 'er down," Simon tells you, his voice low enough not to wake the sleeping infant in his arms. Coincidentally also low enough to make you shiver. You don't know if he notices but you don't care. You have bigger problems, like how did you not notice such a major milestone in your man's life? You have to make him and award, you have to give him a reward.
He kisses your cheek as he brushes past you to the nursery and you can't not fuck him.
When Simon comes out of your daughter's room you are on your knees faster than he can get the door closed. Your fingers are already working to get his fly open as he scrambles to get a hand in your hair. You push his jeans and boxers down in one well practiced motion. He's not hard, but you still sigh at the sight of him. Perfect as always, fuck you love his cock.
You press your lips to his stomach, lick the coarse curly hair that trails from his belly button to his cock, and stroke his length with your hand. Simon, to his credit, tips his head back to tap against the door with a sigh. You pull back to spit in your hand, watching him as you work his cock. He's so fucking pretty. Scars, fucked up nose, the softness around his middle, all of him is just gorgeous.
You duck your head to give his balls some attention, rolling your tongue over them before pressing sucking kisses to the sensitive skin. He groans low in his throat, his fingers tight in your hair, almost insistent as he keeps you held close. His balls feel so heavy on your tongue, you wonder when the last time you fucked was. It hasn't been more than a week you don't think but with the baby everything has been so busy. This is well fucking needed then.
You drag your tongue up from his balls to his cock, working around your hand to slick his length. You lap at the head collecting his precum on your tongue before wrapping your lips around him and sucking. Pretty fucking boy, you think watching Simon watch you, his long lashes fluttering as you stroke his cock with the bob of your head. You move your hand to grip his thich as you slide your lips down to the base, moaning around the thick cock down your throat. He stretches you out so nicely. You wiggle your head a little to feel his girth shift, to feel your nose drag through his public hair, to feel the suppressed gag that makes your eyes roll back. God you are made for him.
Made to purr around his cock until he tugs on your hair to remind you what you're supposed to be doing. You ignore the throbbing between your legs in favor of bobbing your head up and down his length. Only pulling off to breathe and spit on his cock, more slick to help the slide of your lips. You roll his balls in your spit slick hand, squeezing them gently as you suck his cock until you feel them pull tight. Then Simon presses you back down to take his cock whole as he bucks down your throat.
"Fuck baby, tha's a good girl, take it all," he groans, spilling down your throat. You swallow, try to keep your eyes on him when you'd really love to be staring at your brain, and let him use your mouth to finish. A few shallow thrusts as he catches his breath and he's pulling out.
You stay on the ground, stick your tongue out to make sure he sees you've swallowed everything. Simon gives you a pleased hum, fucking two fingers into your mouth. In and out over your tongue before he thinks better of it.
"What's this about?" He asks, his voice thick. Oh, you love his sex voice, he could still go another few rounds.
"Congrats on your new status as a DILF," you tell him without missing a beat.
"Mm," he hums, "you want me to call you mommy now?"
"Maybe," you hadn't considered that, this does make you a MILF, huh.
"Alright," Simon crouches and grabs your arm, hauling you up over his shoulder as he stands, "Let's go make another baby momma."
That is a very promising statement.
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celestialwrites · 7 months
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saying ‘i love you’ without saying ‘i love you’ dialogue prompts
@celestialwrites for more!
♡ “to me, you are perfect.”
♡ "don't you realise? you are my world."
♡ "you brought me back to life."
♡ "the only way i know how to describe what i feel around you is home. i feel at home."
♡ "it's as if my entire life i have been sinking in a storm and you came and pulled me out."
♡ "you know i stayed for you, and frankly, i don't regret it one bit."
♡ "with the whole of my heart, i believe that together we are infinite."
♡ "i never intend on leaving you. you hear me? never."
♡ "thank you for being the shoulder i always needed, even when you hated me."
♡ "i can't live without you!"
♡ "never leave me, my heart couldn't bear it."
♡ "i've spent my whole life waiting for you."
♡ "consumed in darkness, you darling, were my light."
REBLOG TO SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL WRITERS!!<3
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skunkes · 1 year
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adding to my collection, need more
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jerich0two · 4 months
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Same voice actor
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dyketennant · 2 months
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as someone who has obviously done extensive research on the topic i would like to present to you all...dyketennant's "which david tennant character are you" uquiz
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paramorefold · 3 months
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The Only Exception (2010)
Still Into You (2013)
Hard Times (2017)
Thick Skull (2024)
BONUS: Now (2013)
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cholvoq · 1 year
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IM BACK AND BACK ON THE STEDDIE GRIND 💪💪 Drawing these two after SO so long is legitimately so therapeutic—
I wanted to draw them in outfits based on this “create an outfit” trend going around Twitter! I had so much fun dressing them up LMAO
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sonic-adventure-3 · 1 year
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the answer is a resounding yes from all parties (except tails, who doesn’t really appreciate being stolen from)
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breadandblankets · 3 months
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Duke, looking up from his homework: hey are we the tank builds?
Jason: I mean you get hit enough to be one sure
Duke: shut the fuck up, i mean like we can't die, i can heal freaky fast, we wear more armor than like everyone-
Jason: luke tho
Duke: okay luke is also kinda a tank build
Jason: yeah, now what's a tank build
Duke: have you played any videogame ever?
Jason: does sitting in the arcade pretending that you're playing the demo count?
Duke: g-d your life is so sad, what about dnd?
Jason: my death is going about the same way, what is a dnd
Duke: you know, you get a bunch of friends-
Jason: yeah i'm going to stop you there
Duke: jesus christ
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shittysawtraps · 8 months
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when your friend says “i’m becoming the joker,” reply, “well, i’m becoming jigsaw” to one-up them. do not elaborate on what this means
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