#this is me saying that the left should be fucking embarassed and that i don't trust as a woman i don't trust them for shit

[thesmokinpossum]

As I await the results of this trial, I can't stop thinking of the fact that donald fucking trump had a better take on this case than many supposedly 'woke' people like...even the demon believe...

#like...it pains me to admit it but 'she must have a sandy koufax type arm' actually made me laugh out loud #btw i know how people love to misinterpret shit on tumblr #so to be clear this is absolutely not me being pro trump or saying that he's actually not so bad or that his opinions should be considered #this is me saying that the left should be fucking embarassed and that i don't trust as a woman i don't trust them for shit #like where the fuck were all the big organism devoted to ending domestic abuse rape and violence against women? #they didnt't wanted to go against a man with a lot of anger and more money than quite a few countries? #that's fine but i'll remember that next time they ask for my money or support lmao

[ange1princess]

Summary❕Watching p0rn with the demon brothers and what you'd watch.

Characters❕ Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Asmodeus, Satan, Beelzebub, Belphegor

CW❕ Mutual masturbation, general NSFW, blowjobs, mentions of afab genitalia but no pronouns used, the word daddy used like once, thigh riding, blowjobs, male masturbation, semi-public sex (fucking at a party in a bathroom), tbh more suggestive than anything because i got so tired with this piece T_T probably grammar and spelling mistakes, let me know if i missed anything.

A/N ❕ This has taken almost a Month to write GOD ITS FINALLY DONE update ! It took over a month jfc T_T

Masterlist ❕

❕MDNI❕

❕𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑❕

🧷 Age gap porn kinda guy, dilf shit, and thigh riding

❝ He pretends that it isn't his idea, tries to pass it off as yours so that it's less embarassing for him, with a sighs he says "Well if you really want to try it out." Gets the idea from asmo because they were talking one day and he said something along the lines of "It'll add spice in your life~" and Lucifer hopes that's true.

❝ The two of you sit down at his desk, even when he wants a break he can't get one. He has you sitting on his lap as he tries to sign papers, telling you to give him just another minute and how this is the "last" document. You're bored so you go ahead and set up your phone, going to your chats and clicking on one of the many links he's sent you for your special night.

❝ That seems to get his attention as you prop it up against the pile of papers he's been looking over. Soft moans and whispers of "daddy please" and "more" mixed with muffled sobs make you wetter than they should.

❝ Without realising it, you start grinding down on his thigh, as much as he tries to continue working he can't once he sees your face contorted in pleasure as you try to get some relief, clutching onto Lucifers shirt in your balled up fists.

❝ He guides your hips against his thigh, ocassionally moving it to match the rhythm you've set. His eyes are full of lust, focused on the movement of your hips as he leans back on his chair, palming himself through his slacks, a guttural moan escaping his lips.

❝ The videos been long over now, and the only sound is of Lucifer calling you a good human and asking you to please him for the rest of the night.

❕𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍❕

🧷 POV blowjob vids and dry humping <3

❝ Suggests it while stuttering and blushing, ssaying that it's an honour for you that the great mammon wants to share such an intimate thing with you, but secretly he just wants to make you more comfortable with sharing your interests with him in the process.

❝ When you agree to it, he just asks you if you're free by texting you and if you say yes, he's there barging right in with his DDD in hand and a pillow for some bizarre reason (he's going to spend the night 100%).

❝ He sets up the device against a stack of pillows and gets comfortable, inching closer to you till there's no space left, swinging an arm around your waist as he mindlessly draws circles on the soft skin of your waist. The videos start and although you don't feel too aroused especially at the start, when you see mammon squirm and try to adjust himself "discreetly" you start shifting in your seat, a warmth blooming in the pit of your stomach.

❝ As the people on screen grind against each other fully clothed and you see mammon strain against his jeans, he tries to hide his little pants and sighs, but you being the observant one, you notice.

❝ You take the chance and straddle his lap, doing just as you saw in the video as he straightens his back to help you move your hips as the layers of clothes between you two only add to the friction as you speed up chasing your high, mammon telling you to go faster, his head thrown back and his hair a mess as you grab at it pushing his head to your chest.

❝ He helps you take off your top and leaves marks on your chest as he sucks on your nipples making you cry out in pleasure. It's not long before the both of you are cumming hard and you fall against his chest trying to catch your breath as you hear him say, "Fuck, well that sure made me feel younger."

❕𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍❕

🧷 Ik people want me to say some cosplay stuff, but i truly wholeheartedly believe it's student x teacher roleplay and temperature play for some reason

❝ OKAY SO HEAR ME OUT, initially you'll walk in on him trying to roleplay with an AI bot or a brand new game he purchased from Akuzon, while the p0rn would be playing in the background. He'd just be sitting there, dick out, not even realising that you've been standing there for at least 3 minutes now before you clear your throat, causing him to fall off his chair and scramble to cover himself up.

❝ He'd be convinced that you hate him now, that you think he's gross and pervy, and wouldn't want to be around him anymore, he might cry a little ngl. But before he knows it, you're texting him, asking him to come to your room with whatever device he was watching the videos on and he's more than happy to oblige, almost falls off of his chair but saves himself this time.

❝ When he enters your room, you ask if you can watch with him and he almost passes out because of how red he gets but he agrees almost too enthusiastically. The two of you sit there watching as you move your hand up his thigh and feel him stiffen under you, you turn to him giving him a seductive gaze and he gets where you're going with this, flipping you on your back, towering over you.

❝ He'd look bigger like this, towering over you now, not slouching anymore as he slowly kisses down your jaw, leaving marks down the side of your neck as he asks you to call him "professor" or the likes. He'd want to take control here, his desire as a demon overpowering his shy nature.

❝ He'd be quick to rid himself if his clothes as you underess yourself, bending you over the edge of your bed and asking you why you've been "naughty in his class", the next time he'll remember to bring some candles and ice for the two of you to try~

❕𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐒❕

🧷 SOFT SEX!! SOFT PASSIONATE AMATEUR SEX VIDEOS, PROBABLY SHOWS YOU HOME VIDEOS HE'S MADE!!

❝ You cannot tell me that he doesn't come up to you asking you seductively if it would be okay to film the two of you the next time you have sex, he'd promise it's not for anyone but the two of you and he's able to convince you.

❝ Suggests the two of you watch home videos or amateur ones together to get a "how to" (he just wants to watch them with you, and he'd say it but this is easier and faster).

❝ When he plays the videos initially, the intimacy and passion, the closeness of the people on screen makes you look away. It feels as if you're interrupting or watching something that's not meant for you, but asmo brings you back, his fingers gently guiding your eyes back to the screen as he whispers in your ear to, "watch and learn".

❝ Shows you solo vids too, and you can recognise instantly that one of them is asmo, as he plays with himself, moving his fist along his length at an excruciatingly slow pace, letting out his pretty moans as he keeps edging himself, bringing himself to the precipice of pleasure but not letting himself orgasm.

❝ You turn to him, asking him if the two of you can try to recreate something like that right now and he's more than happy to oblige.

❕𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍❕

🧷 Pet play, and sex toys

❝ He loves calling you kitten or puppy (it's rare but it happens) and you know he has a thing for pet play even if he doesn't tell you, secretly bought a collar for you with his name on it and is too shy to give it to you, so his next best idea is to suggest the two of you watch some of his favourite p0rn together!

❝ Probably says that he read an article that says it increases intimacy and just wants to try it out with his beloved kitten, and so you agree, not that it takes a lot of convincing.

❝ It starts out with someone on their knees in a cage, as the person on the other side of the camera unlocks it's door, allowing them to crawl out. You hear coos of "good kitty" and "such a good pet" being uttered and it makes your palms sweaty with anticipation.

❝ Satan has a pillow on his lap, a feeble attempt to hide the imprint of his dick that's hard against his pants as he shifts around to try and get more comfortable as the scenes on the screen change and when you look back, you're greeted with the sight of a person tied to the bed with a vibrator against their clit as they try to struggle out of the binds.

❝ Turns to you and asks you how you're feeling, and all you can do is take his hand in yours and move them between your legs as he feels you getting wet, he runs his fingers up and down the soaked patch on your panties as you try to pull away, embarassed.

❝ He turns away for a moment, ruffling through something's in his bedside drawer and pulls out a collar with his name on it, dangling it in front of you, as your eyes widen and you life move closer to him, signalling him to collar you and he does.

❝ He gives it an experimental tug as a whimper tumbles out of you, heat rises to his cheeks but he chuckles nonetheless, you look so sweet like this, he thinks to himself as he leans forward, his fingers sliding your underwear aside, playing with you as he kisses your pretty lips with fervor.

❕𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐁❕

🧷 Loves oral vids obviously, but also a big fan of wall sex vids, mirror sex and exhibitionism

❝ The both of you have extremely open conversations, Beel never keeps anything from you in terms of his desires and you do the same, the trust the both of you have in each other is what helps him grow bolder with his advances as time goes on.

❝ Comes up to you and tells you he wants to try something out, and you nod without even knowing what it is because of your faith in beel, he'd never do anything that would hurt you and would stop the second you want to.

❝ The two of you enter your room as he sits on the bed with you in his lap, holding his phone for the two of you to watch the video he puts on as both his arms are wrapped around you.

❝ But before you can go further as the guy in the video tries to muffle their partners moan, so that they don't attract any attention in the tiny bathroom stall, a quick knock at the door startled the two of you, causing the both of you two cover yourselves up, keeping the phone aside, faces hot and palms sweaty.

❝ After that little interruption, the both of you got caught up in helping with the preparation of another one of Diavolos balls. It had been 2 weeks since then and you still thought about it, wanting to touch beel and wanting him to show you stars.

❝ You couldn't help but gawk and him as he descended the stairs in his suit, looking like he came right out of a romcom. You waited with baited breath as he whispered, "You look beautiful as always," addressing you, before you linked your arm with his, wanting the night to end so that you can finally have some alone time with your love.

❝ Turns out, for someone extremely patient, Beel was starting to get jittery seeing you in your revealing outfit, he kept stealing glances, letting his hands linger on your waist, pulling you closer everytime someone asked you to dance with them.

❝ Before long, the both of you snuck out to one of Diavolos lavish bathrooms as he bent you over the marbel platform in front of the mirror. The loud music penetrated through the unlocked door, but the thrill of anyone finding you (even though you knew that you were in a more secluded part of the castle), made a shiver run down your spine.

❝ It didn't take long before your clothes were pulled aside as beel kissed you with a ferocity you'd rarely seen before, his hands hot on your skin as he slowly entered you making you squeal, only for your loud moans being swallowed by his lips that danced against yours.

❝ It wouldn't have been your first choice to continue the evening with cum leaking out of you, but fuck was it worth it.

❕𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑❕

🧷 ik everyone will say somnophilia ! So i will not, mutual masturbation, cockwarming and heavy degradation

❝ Man started watching porn in bed next to you when he thought you're asleep, but you weren't as you peeked over his shoulder, his cock in his hand as a low sigh escaped his red lips to the filthy words being muttered on screen.

❝ "You're such a fucking slut for me aren't you?" He said to nobody in particular, but you knew it was you in his mind. You cleared your throat, breaking him out of his trance, but he didn't care enough to cover up , instead letting out a humorless chuckle.

❝ "Aren't you naughty? If you wanted watch, you could've asked sweetheart~", he said, turning over, giving you a better view as your lips watered, you were about to bend over, moving your lips to his head, wanting to lick at the precum coating it but he tutted.

❝ "No touching whore," he said before instructing you to sit back, "It's a bit unfair how you get to see me hot and bothered, but I don't, isn't it? Maybe you can help me out here and play with your pretty self," he suggested and you could no longer ignore the wetness between your thighs as you peeled off your panties.

❝ He let out a moan at the sight, his hand moving faster as you started touching yourself too. It didn't take long before both of you came, trying to chase your own high, you didn't notice when he came mere inches from your face, kissing you gently, pushing your body back onto the bed.

❝ "I need to be inside you right now," he said, his breathing still heavy as you nodded, letting him, it didn't take him long to slip into you, your wetness being enough to let him in without much restriction. The two of you sighed in unison, as he held you close to him, just wanting to go back to bed with the feeling of you around him.

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#☆ storytime with berry ! #obey me smut #obey me x reader #obey me headcanons #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #leviathan x reader #satan x reader #asmo x reader #beel x reader #belphie x reader #lucifer smut #mammon smut #leviathan smut #satan smut #asmo smut #asmodeus smut #beel smut #beelzebub smut #belphie smut #belphegor smut

[elasticitymudflap]

god, okay. fuck. i hate to say that i really underatand where simon's coming from, like, with his misunderstanding of betty and their relationship. because, well, autism. he's obviously used to being alone and people thinking he's stupid and weird, and is just very passive in his approach to other people in general. i know that feeling. it's a barrier you build around yourself to get through a world that refuses to understand you, and by this point you're so used to getting burned from making social missteps that you eventually stop trying to vocalize your own feelings and desires, so you're perpetually waiting for the other person to make the first move so you can follow:

'this cool girl i met has read my work and is really into it, she's so smart and even sees things in it that i missed! and she really wants to come with me on this next expedition? oh wow, okay, great! i mean, she's so excited about it she basically dropped her own plans and invited herself along, so this is clearly something she really wants to do! who would i be to deny her that?'

'and wow is she ever great! on our expedition together she always knows how to handle obstacles, she doesn't even need my help! i really should be following her lead, she really knows what she's doing so much better than me! i'm so glad she wanted to be here and help me!'

'i can't believe we found the enchiridion together! but she doesn't want to come along with me and take credit for its discovery? even though she helped me out so much and is so incredible and i really really like her- wait!! i shouldn't say that last part!! that would be really weird!! i don't want to make things weird!! she had a good time, and since all of this was her choice i won't try to stop her or make her feel bad or do something she doesn't want to. best to keep it professional.'

'oh hey! she left a note for me in that book i was going to check out, god she's so funny-wait. oh my god, SHE thinks we had something special too??! she says she's going on that trip, but she wishes she could travel the world with me??! she even gave me her address so i can come find her??! okay, mesage received, I GOTTA GO TALK TO HER!!!'

'uh oh, i don't know what to say to her, i obviously said the wrong thing just now and she thinks i don't feel the same way. i know she feels embarassed about the letter. i'll tell her letter was great!! it was incredible!! i want her to know that i want exactly what she wants, and that i feel the same way about her, i'll even say it to her the same way she did!!'

all i'm saying is... from somebody of This specific perspective, i can totally see why he didn't question her not getting on the bus, dropping everything to come with him, and all of her other desicions she made in ooo:

'okay i'm FINALLY going to apologize to betty for how the crown made me scare her away 1000 years ago! wait, hang on, she seems really confused that i'm saying goodbye to her?'

'oh no, we're running out of time but she feels really bad about the fact that she left me!! no, it's okay!! i want you to know that love you, and i forgive you for leaving me!! please don't feel bad about it!!'

to him, betty is unquestionably strong, competent, capable, and confident in everything she does. if she didn't want to do something she simply wouldn't do it, much the same way that he knows she would move heaven and earth if she wanted to make something happen; and who would he be if he didn't give her the chance to let her try? he simply doesn't PERCIEVE her to be insecure, overly self sacrificing, and in need of him to be a lot less passive about her choices, the way that someone from the outside looking in obviously can.

autism4autism couple my FUCKING beloved.

#hhrhrghrh #sorry im just #having a momemt

[princess-of-the-corner]

"But since she did decide to get involved, I am going to criticize her attempts at 'fixing' the situation."

honestly same. i also feel that way about them saying Marinette's whole obsession with Adrien is to be taken seriously because Trauma(TM). Like you want it to be taken seriously? I'm gonna do that and you can't keep crying about "it's a kid's show" and how I'm criticizing it because you told me to take it seriously and those actions are basically criminal offenses

Yeaah no that one hurts.

I've said this before, but before Derision I just kinda rolled with the more stalker-esque behavior. Yeah if you put it into irl standards it's a fucking yikes. But there's a lot of tropes that are perfectly fine in fiction that are not okay in real life.

And I don't even mean very bad 'that's morally reprehensible but whatever gets you off' but just. How many shows have a plot of 'oh no I sent a message/left a voicemail to someone I didn't mean to and it'll be horrible if they receive that message because it's embarassing/full of my secrets/will get me fired! Let's stalk them, steal their property, break into their work/home, etc. to delete it!'.

There's a lot more examples from a lot more shows. Whether they be cartoon or live action, though the former is often even more exaggerated in what they're allowed to get away with than the latter. So I didn't get too hung up on when characters would do questionable things like this. I do say 'yeah she shouldn't have done that' regardless, but it doesn't have as much weight to it.

But Derision coming around and saying that no, we should be taking Marinette's antics 100% seriously absolutely /ruins/ every scene of this for the past four and a half seasons. Instead of quirky comedy from a fictional show we can kinda chuckle at, we've been watching a super fucked up trauma response where she was breaking several laws and boundaries and should have a few charges. 'oh but it's fine because Adrien forgives her and they blame Chloé'.

[babiesdreams]

Hey! Ignore this if you busy! I was wondering if you could write a jeon soyeon smut? Like her eating you out or whatever you want. You can add gifs if you want, but their not necessary. If possible I would prefer her to be dom. Thank you sm if you decide to write this! Have a great day!

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Day 13: Jeon Soyeon +18

Warnings: None. It's pretty vanilla

You and Soyeon were roomates but you barely spoke to each other. You always thought she hated you, since she rarely even looked at you. It wasn't a big concern since you liked the peaceful silence anyway.

You hear loud music coming from Soyeon's room and wonder wether or not you should talk to her and ask her to tone it down a little bit. While you're debating what to say her door opens. She looks at you, surprised and smiles softly.

"Did you want something?" She asks crossing her arms. You shake the initial shock and answer. "Just... The music. Could you tone it down?" You ask nicely.

"No" She simply replies. "Anything else?" You hum, trying to digest what she just said. "Why not?" You ask, defiant raising an eyebrow. "I'm working" She explains briefly. You knew she was a song writer and a rapper but you had never heard her play music so loudly.

"Actually" She says chainging her tone. "Could you help me? I need a higher pitched voice for the song" You look at her, completely puzzled. "I don't sing" You explain. "I don't need you to sing" You're even more confused now but ou can't really refuse now that she grabs your hand and drags you inside her room. She closes the door behind you and sits on her bed. You sit on her chair and look at her waitig to see what she wanted you to record.

"Oh" She says getting closer to you, you move your head, avoiding her instintictively. "Wait you have..." She says grabbing the back of your head with her hand. A finger approaches your face, she softly grabs a fallen eye lash and holds it onto her finger. "Done" She says getting rid of it with a smile.

"Thank you" You mumble to yourself. "So what I wanted you to record is this audio" She explains while browsing the audio on her computer. She hands you her headphones and you put them on. She hits play and you can hear clear and loudly a very explicit moan. You can almost feel your skin go from pale to red. You laugh nervously. "I can't do that" You simply reply getting the headphones off.

She chuckles and grabs the headphones from your hands. "It's okay, I understand it can be... embarassing" She says putting the headphones away. "But you should stay though. We barely got to know each other" You nod shyly.

"So, what do you want to know?" You ask her. "Do you have a boyfriend?" She asks, not even getting her eyes off the coputer's screen. "I don't" You reply which is followed by a "And a girlfriend?" You instantly guess she might have seen the Bisexual flag on your room. "Nope" You reply.

"Oh cool. I am bi too" She points out. "I left my girlfriend last week" You look at her expectant of what exactly she expect from this conversation. "I've never had one" You spit out. "A significant other or a girlfriend?" You chuckle. "A girlfriend. I had a girl crush on high school but she didn't like me back"

She looks at you with a shocked expression. "How is that possible? With a girl like you?" You chuckle. "A girl like me?" She hums and sit comfortably on the bed. "Pretty I mean" You blush at her words and she chuckles.

"Have you never been called pretty by a girl?" She asks stroking your thigh. You let out a nervous laugh (saphic panic) "Not really" You say. Her body gets up from the bed. Both of her hands are on your thighs and she gets closer to you. "You're so fucking pretty" She whispers inches apart from your lips. You can't resist giving her a quick and soft smooch on her lips.

She smiles against your lips and kisses you again. This time it's a messy and heated kiss. She grabs your hands and pulls you towards the bed, her body positions itself on top of you, not breaking the kiss for a split second. Her hands keep brushing the sides of your face, caressing them softly, but they quickly slide down your neck towards your sleeveless shirt.

She pulls out the kiss, a string of saliva connects your lips until it falls down, watering your collarbone. "You look so good in this shirt" She whispers. "I couldn't wait to take it off you" Her hand travels down your stomach lifting your shirt slowly until it's off you. You're crabing for the feeling of her lips over yours again. Though his soft and full lips kiss the limits of your bra instead.

You suffocate your moans of anticipation as she passes her tongue along the soft skin of your breast. Her hand undoes your bra, getting it off you soonly after. "Soyeon I've never" You huff trying to explain but she shuts you up, passing her tongue over your nipples. You throw your head back and grip onto the bedsheets.

A soft moan escapes your lips filling the rooms silence. Your body casts heat across the room. You slowly turn your head back to its normal position to look at Soyeon, she has a rather mischievious look on her face, her tongue still playing over your nipple. She moves shortly after tho, leaving awet spot on your breast that seems to attract the coldness that fills the moment.

Chills run through your skin forcing you to gasp when her tongue reaches your other nipple. Her hand cups your other breast, squeezing it softly. When her tongue travels down your body her other hand cups your now lonely breast.

Her tongue traces a wet path along your bust until it reaches the limits of your skirt. This time she doesn't take it off, instead she skips that step and pulls your panties down. You feel a string of your own wetness keeping your cunt and your panties connected for a second. She doesn't make a comment about it, which you appreciate since you're already flustered by the situation.

Her hand lifts your skirt, exposing your naked hips to her face. Two fingers pass along your wetness and then travel all the way to her mouth. "Mmm" She mutters. "You taste so good baby" She comments before burying her face in between your legs.

You feel her tongue pass along your folds, all the way up to your clit, she pauses there for a moment, making circular movements over it. Your hands move on their own, placing themselves on her hair. You push her closer to you, so that you can feel how her wet muscle plays with your sensitive spots.

Your moans only get louder and messier. Her fingers enter you while she keeps sucking your clit nonstop. "I'm close" You manage to let out in between moans. "Cum for me babe" She whispers before moving her tongue fastly over your clit. Her fingers curve inside of you, hitting your g-spot and making it impossible for you to hold your high any longer.

You're loud. Louder than you've ever been. Your whole body is shaking while you still enjoy the feeling of the orgasm brushing over your body. You start calming down slowly, noticing the wet kisses that the girl's been placing on your thighs. "Ready for round two?" She asks with a cocky expression.

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Masterlist

#kpop #kpop imagine #kpop smut #soyeon #gidle #gidle fanfic #gidle smut #sapphic #sapphic smut #wlw love #wlw #lesbian #bd/sm kink

[moonlitberries]

minors DNI

cw: slight angst, dry humping, miscommunication (ngl, i kind of forced this one)

set in the same universe as this!

let me know what you think <3

iwaizumi remembers exactly how it started.

he'd been on his last set of deadlifts when you'd walked into the gym, looking a little unsure. but he figured he'd wait until you asked for help, if you needed it. his eyes track you as you make your way over to the squat rack where mattsun thad been spotting oikawa.

iwaizumi watches you wait until oikawa had finished his rep before you begin talking to mattsun — asking for help? or a spot? either way, mattsun only seems glad to be of service, a smile spreading over his face. to someone who doesn't know him, mattsun's expression might appear sleazy. but iwaizuni knows that that's just what the guy's face looks like. not his fault, really.

and so, seeing you taken care of, he returns to his own routine. and that would've been it if you hadn't gotten to chatting with mattsun and oikawa. he'd been beckoned over by a yell of oi! iwachan! which had echoed across the (thankfully) empty gym.

iwaizumi strode across the floor to where you were stood with the two doofuses, his towel around his neck. incredibly aware of the fact that he was drenched in sweat and probably reeking.

not the greatest first impression.

oikawa spoke first, annoying voice liIted like it always got when he was playing up his gregarious personality. 'iwachan! say hi to our new gym buddy!'

you gave him a tiny smile, introducing yourself as having just moved to the city. you looked nervous, he noted, even as you stick your hand out to him.

he'd grasped it, extremely conscious of the fact that it was probably sweaty and oh no, he should've wiped it off before coming over, and he really should be introducing himself too, but your eyes were expectant & inquisitive and your hand fit in his really well, and oh no, he'd been shaking it for too long-

thankfully - and he can't believe he was having this thought - oikawa saved the day.

'this is iwachan! don't mind him, he has the social skills of a barely domesticated hedgehog.'

ah, that was more like the oikawa he knew.

slapping the back of his head was second nature to iwaizumi at this point, but then you'd let a laugh escape you before clamping your hands over your mouth. and he froze again, hand suspended halfway on it's path to oikawa's head. you looked at him, eyes wide and bright, afraid of offending him, and suddenly iwaizumi knew that all crimes would be forgiven if you'd keep looking at him like that. he lowered his hand, plastering a (hopefully) friendly smile on his face.

(oikawa & mattsun later tell him that it had, in fact, been a dopey grin.)

apparently, the two doofuses had taken a liking to you, and had invited you to their regular post-gym lunch.

great, more chances to embarass himself.

lunch had turned into an invitation to makki's 'i got a job!' party, which turned into an offer to help with moving, which turned into you and iwaizami splayed out on opposite ends of your new couch, beer cans in hand (and a few on the floor), panting but proud of the boxes stacked in your living room. turns out the apartment you'd rented was a block away from iwaizumi's place, so he'd volunteered to stick around and help you unpack after everyone else had left.

the clock precariously balanced on an overturned box showed that it was nearing ten. you huffed a tired little sigh, turning to look at him.

'hey, it's getting pretty late. you sure you're good to stay?' your lips were slightly party, concern etched across your features. something in iwaizami's stomach flipped when he realized that the concern was for him.

'yeah, i'm good. got my bike parked downstairs, and it's barely a minute's drive from here,' he reassures you. he leaves out the fact that he would have driven for as long as it takes to get to you.

honestly, the fuck was wrong with him?

you sigh again, slapping your hands on your thighs as you make to get up, but immediately slump back into the cushions. 'if you say so, iwachan.' you turn to look at him over your shoulder, eyes bright and teasing because you know he hates that name. at least, you think he hates it. he's just not worked up the courage to tell you that he'll take whatever you call him, as long as you don't stop calling him.

yeah, he's pretty sure no amount of liquid courage would ever get him there.

but he's just tipsy enough to let himself lean into the coy lilt of your voice, mind just the right amount of fuzzy to allow himself to scooch closer to you, your thighs touching. he can feel the warmth of your bare thigh through his jeans, a heat washing through him. touching you was far more intoxicating than anything he'd ever experienced.

his voice is gruff when he says, 'come on, if you're tryna tease me, you can do better than that.' and he can tell you're not expecting that. your brows shoot up and you fumble slightly on your next words, which come out as barely a whisper.

'yeah? and what lengths am i allowed to go to?'

your hand, which had been lightly resting in your lap, lands gently on his knee. he has to swallow when it starts to creep up his thigh, your nails applying just the right amount of pressure to make his throat dry up.

'do what you want, darling,' — and he wills his voice to not crack — 'you set the pace. i'm yours. do whatever you want.'

apparently, that had been all the assurance you needed, because you immediately leaned in, open mouth pressing against his. and he lets himself go, accepts your kiss as your tongue licks into his mouth. you taste of cheap beer and vanilla chapstick — the same goddamn chopstick that had haunted his dreams when he'd seen the way you puckered your lips after applying it — as the kiss grows more fervent, one of your hands winding up his neck to rake through his hair, the other bunching his shirt to tug him closer.

his own hands must have been still all this while, because you break the kiss to mumble against his lips, 'touch me, hajime. need you, please, touch me.'

hearing his name spill from your lips snapped something inside iwaizumi. he immediately grabbed your waist and guided you onto his lap, pulling you closer by the small of your back. his hands sweep all over your body, exploring it. he tentatively reaches a hand under your shirt, goosebumps erupting all over your warm skin.

idly, he thinks that the beer must have been colder than he'd expected.

he reaches over to the small of your back again, this time with full access to your skin, and pulls you in even further, right over his already hard cock, almost groaning in response. you must've felt it too, because you moan into the kiss, and the hand nestled in his hair tugs — and he's a goner.

he begins to move your hips against his, pressing your core right over his cock. his hand comes up to tug at your nipples, and he's rewarded with a moan, your head thrown back, pretty neck exposed for the taking. he sinks his teeth into it, and you press your hips down further, leaving no space between your bodies.

as he laves over the bite mark with his tongue, he can't help but think of what a vision you were above him — back arched, chest pressed to his, eyes shut in bliss. he wonders about how wet you must be — were you soaked? would you be able to take two of his fingers? what about his cock? could he slide it in? or would you struggle to fit it all, squirming as you can't help but try to escape even as you sink down on him further?

the thought has him groaning into your neck as you increase the pace of your grinding against him. you pull at his roots again, a silent plea for more, and hajime's all too happy to give it to you.

his thumb finds the crest of your sex, and he nudges it through your shorts, and oh, you keen at that, and he presses down further.

'ha-ah, haji, so close, don't stop, please—'

he couldn't stop even if he tried, his hips thrusting up into yours as he keeps drawing little nothings over your clit, trying his best to push you over the edge.

his efforts are rewarded when your thighs clamp down around his, head thrown back as broken, wanton moans escape your throat. your pretty little throat, which he'd marked up for everyone to see, for everyone to know you were all his, and his alone.

the thought sends him over the edge too, hips still canting up into yours as he rides out his high. the comedown is blissful, your forehead pressed against his, as you both bask in the afterglow of your orgasms.

slowly, reality sets in.

iwaizumi had just made out — and beyond — with you. you, who had never even flirted in his general direction before today. you, with your gorgeous smile and bright eyes, who could have anyone you wanted and chose him tonight because he was the only one around. it could've been oikawa or mattsun or makki or that cashier who'd rung up your beer. bile rises in his throat at the thought of someone else being in his place. he's suddenly stone cold sober.

he's suddenly too hot and the stickiness in his pants is uncomfortable and he needs to be anywhere but here.

so when you pull back from where you'd been resting on his chest, and sigh out, 'that was — something. guess i should've taken the onus to tease you earlier, huh?' — he doesn't want to stick around for you to dismiss him as just a quickie. he doesn't think his heart could take it.

so he pushes you off, gently as he can, and doesn't — can't — meet your eyes when he mumbles out some excuse about having to water his plants, and barely remembers to grab his keys before leaving.

he doesn't think about the fact that you know he doesn't have plants. that he only owns one half of a pair of succulents, the other sat upon the coffee table you guys had put together today. doesn't see your face crumpling as you blink back tears, wondering what happened all of a sudden.

doesn't hear the sound of your heart breaking over his own.

the next time he sees you, the wall's been put up. he refuses to get attached to you, refuses to let himself think about your vanilla chapstick, or the way the sunlight reflects in your eyes, or the way your hands grip your drink when you're cold, or about how he could hold your hands in his own to warm them up—

nope, he refuses to think about that.

you still end up sleeping together, drunken encounters leading to seeking each other out, even while sober. and he sometimes lets himself think about what he could cook for you after a long day, or what it would feel like to have you drift off in his arms while watching a movie. he sometimes plays with the idea of taking you on a late-night like ride that's not the measly two blocks from your house to his.

but he knows it's all a pipe dream. something to tide him over while he tries to get over you.

for now, he makes do.

#iwaizumi smut #haikyuu smut #iwaizami x reader #iwaizami x you #iwaizumi imagine #iwaizumi hajime x you #iwaizumi hajime x reader #iwaizumi hajime imagine #lusting over: iwaizumi

[sil-writes-fiction-too]

A Pact is A Pact

Genre: Smut

A/N: reader is technically male, but I kept it mostly neutral. Mammon is a bottom in this one. Mentions of brat taming, read at your own discretion.

He has no idea how he ended up in this situation. The Great Mammon doesn't bend to anyone's will!! That's what he likes to proclaim, even as he dangles from the ceiling after being lectured by his older brother.

He's being real quiet now, though... as he lays in bed in his demon form, with his wrists tightly bound to the bed posts. His face is glowing red as he struggles to even look at you, kneeling before him as you look down at him with a calm look and a smile.

This is only fair. During your last few intimate encounters he got to be on top... it's your turn now, right? And you decided you should have a little fun with him.

"Heh... just for a while okay? The Great Mammon will allow it... but watch it!!" Oh you know he's all bark and no bite. He's probably already combusting from the inside at the mere thought of you having your way with him.

A chuckle leaves your lips. What a silly demon... it makes you want to tease him even more. Your gaze slowly slides down his body. From his blushing face, to his collarbones, to his toned torso... to his black pants. Mh... those won't stay on for long.

"Open your legs." You say with a smile, waiting for him to oblige... but he doesn't move, and you quirk an eyebrow at him.

"That's way too embarassing, c'mon!!" He protests as he averts his gaze from you.

"Come on Mammon, open your legs for me." You ask once again, still patient but slightly irritated by his brattiness.

"You can't make me!" He proclaims with a huff. Oh... can't you? Challenge accepted.

"I said... Open. Your. Legs. Now." You can feel the pact mark below your chest light up with powerful magic, and as soon as you finish your sentence Mammon's legs spread wide open and he lets out a surprised yelp.

"T-that ain't fair MC-!!" He doesn't get to finish his sentence as you shush him and start working at the buttons on his pants. The zipper makes an enticing sound as you lower it slowly. It makes his spine tingle with excitement whenever you do that.

As previously stated, his pants don't stay on for long, and the same goes for his boxers. You feel like playing with him tonight...

You take just a few moments to appreciate the beautiful shape of his dick. Those piercings still look absolutely fucking flawless on him... and they feel flawless inside you.

Your hand immediately busies itself with his shaft, your fingers sometimes teasing around the piercings and focusing on the nice, darker tip of his dick. He's already painfully hard and you barely even touched him.

He whimpers slightly and his hips buck into your hand as soon as you close your fist around his dick. You start giving a few slow, teasing pumps, wanting to see how worked up he can get.

"MC... please...~" He pleads with a sob as he desperately wishes for you to do something more and give him all the pleasure he needs. But why rush into things?

You lower your gaze to a part of his body left unattended. His beautiful, plump balls begging to be touched. And who are you to deny it to them? You carefully cup them in your other hand, feeling their slight firmness in your palm. Oh they are surely full tonight...

As soon as you start touching them, massaging them slowly, Mammon can't help but buck his hips again with a strangled moan. Sensitive...

"Ngh~! That's it! I can't take it anymore!!" He closes his fists and gets ready to snap the ropes with a strong pull of his arms so he can finally get his greedy hands on you, but you notice his intentions immediately.

"Mammon... Stay!!" You command with a stern voice and another dog-like yelp leaves his mouth as his wrists slam against the bed posts once again and stay there for good.

What a disobedient little brat... Maybe he needs to be taught a lesson. A looooong night awaits him...

#my writing #mammon avatar of greed #mammon x reader #mammon obey me #mammon #mammon smut #mammon x mc #obey me mammon #obey me mammon x reader #om mammon #om! mammon #obey me smut #obey me

[just-an-enby-lemon]

"Hi, mom, it's been a long time.

At least if you're actually even here, I mean ghosts are real and I heard enought stories about the Big Game that I'm fairly sure you should be abble to listen but you never were the most present person, were you? Sorry, this was rude.

Bet you're wondering what I'm doing here outside some specific remembrance date well big news I'm getting married. I would ask you to not tell Gersh yet but you never really told him anything did you? Besides ominious prophesies and the ocasional emotional abuse I suppose. Wich leads nicelly to why I'm here.

No, it's not the marriage, I did want to tell you that but it was not the real reason. The marriage was more of the lichpin. I'm already a mother and now I found the love of my life and I'm actually happy, really happy, not just less tired or somewhat happy or content but happy. So I guessed it was time for closure.

At first I thought closure was forgiviness, I always found a little embarassing that Cecil was able to be the bigger person with you and I didn't. Losing a game of being petty with the "Garry Marlowe stoled a toy from me when we were five so now everytime I let any personal iten in his reach I will look at him pointedly and say 'hope no one here steals my thing'" guy is insane, right? Did you know he puts random raisin cookies with the chocolate ones and refuses to tell me wich are wich because I once tricked him into a bad cookie trade when he was eleven? So yeah. At the time I though, "well Abby you've moved on and she was your mother for god's sake so if Gersh can forgive her it's time for you to just woman up and do it as well."

But you know what, the reason I'm losing here is because it's not a petty situation is it? You didn't trick me into trading a chocolate cookie for a raisins one. You really really hurted us. And than you left. And worse you came back acting like a good mother and expected us to pretend nothing changed and than you died before I could even start to process all the mess you caused. You are the reason I can't talk about emotions, you are the reason Gersh is just soo fucked up and you are the reason why it was soo hard for me to be happy that I almost runned away when I noticed I was. This isn't petty and maybe Gersh is just a better person, a better son or maybe he is just afraid of the truth, I don't know. But I'm finally happy and I'm still so afraid of it.

I was talking to Steve yesterday and I asked how can he treat everybody so well, be so nice, when almost everyone openly dislikes or at least bellitles him and he told me that he just loved people and cared. So I asked how could he have forgiven them and he said he didn't. He told me: "Abby, my sweet scone, sometimes people hurt you but you understand why and they stop or they also care and you have a bond but that doesn't mean forgiviness, that doesn't mean you don't still aknowledge that they hurt you and let this impact how you feel for them. You can love people and still never forgive them. Is okay." Then he saw I was crying and was really sweet about it. He is just really sweet.

So yeah, I still love you, I probably always will, and I miss the short periods of time where things were actually okay. And I don't forgive you, you didn't even said you were sorry and I hope it was because you knew you had no right but maybe denial is just a familly curse or something. I don't forgive you, I don't think I ever will and I don't intend to come back. This things can coexist, can both be true.

Don't worry about the lack of flowers, I know you always hated messy abandoned graves, Cecil will probably just bring more in my absense. I have no idea how you were able to make him feel like he was the bad son, a shitty brother? Maybe. But honestly, mom... I just hope you will at least aknowledge the flowers as real ones and I do promisse that I will pay someone to deliver more when he finally stops coming. "

#not sure what this is #cecil palmer #abby palmer #cecil's mother #palmer familly dinamics #mommy issues #wtnv #welcome to nightvale #wtnv fanfic #sort off #angst #abby deserves to not forgive her mom #you can love people and not forgive them #also yeah I'm implying that future steve loves Cecil like a brother but also never forgave him #steve carlsberg #writing this was cathartic af #fic #welcome to night vale

[wattiswrong]

NSFW

Content: bottom puppyboy sub reader, multiple doms, humiliation, degridation, praise, slight gender play (terms like prettyboy and asking about the puppy's gender but the pup is always called a boy), outside play, pup gear, unedited

Here boy! Sit. Good boy. Now stay. Let me just clip this collar on you. There we go, good boy! Look at you, you're wearing a fucking collar you pathetic mutt. You didn't even ask what the tag said on it, you just let me put in on you. You couldn't give a shit what it says, could you puppy? You just want to wear a collar and be my little pet. That's what makes you such a good dog. My very own pretty pup.

Now, turn around on all fours like we practiced. Aww you're such a good boy! Who's a good puppy? Hmm? You are! Yes you are! Now come here idiot, let me clip on the lead. Ok then lets go walkies!!

What? What was that pup? Ohh silly mutt, doggies don't speak. Don't worry I have something to help with that. Now sit. Good, I'll be right back.

Ok puppy, here is your muzzel. Come closer, dog. You don't want me to have to grab you by the hair do you? Stupid puppy, I can't belive you're accualy getting off on this. Stay still mutt. There we go, what a good boy. Now, I'm telling you whats going to happen so try your absolute hardest to concentrate with that tiny puppy brain ok? Ok.

I'm going to pull you on your little lead around the garden where my freind is joining us for a barbeque, you'll remember them from when you met last saturday and they let you hump their leg. Yeah, you liked that didn't you? Look at you wagging you little ass, you're so cute. Ok, keep listening alright? I know you can do it! Once I have done two laps of the garden with you on your lead, my and my freind are going to eat at the table and you are going to eat out of your doggy bowl, alright? Remember, if it's too much just tap my leg with your paw and we will end the scene. Good boy.

Ok then come on! Good puppy!

Aww, is it cold outside when you are wearing any human clothes? Poor wittle mutt's all fwezing cold. awww. Come on let's get walking! You look completely pathetic right now, I hope you know that. It's so clear that you're already hard and we haven't even met my freind yet. You must be so embarassed acting like a dog on all fours, completely naked out in the open.

You are so lovley puppy, you're such a good boy. My little prettyboy puppy. Mind your paws here at the shed, don't want you getting hurt by accident do we pup? There, nice and gentle, good boy! Can you smell the barbeque? I bet its making you drool inside your muzzle! I love it when you drool for me puppy. Good boy.

Ok coming around to the table now, two laps remember? Ok good boy, Keep going. How does it feel knowing that we can both see you like this? We both know that you're just a silly little mutt. Does it feel good puppy? Do you like being completely humilliated? Are you starting to pant? Stupid drooling dog.

Back to the shed again so mind your paws. Aww your poor little legs are shaking a little bit! Is puppy feeling a little humpy? Too bad mutt, no humpies yet. Come on puppy, lets get some food. Good boy.

Hey, is the food ready?

Yeah, just one sec. Can your dog eat scraps or does it need special food?

Scraps should be fine. You're not picky, are you puppy?

Ok. hey, can I pet your dog before you take the muzzel off and feed it?

Sure go ahead! It's freindly, I only muzzelled it 'cause it wouldn't stop talking.

That's so silly, dogs cant talk. Are you a silly little puppy? Huh? Are you? I cant remember, is it a boy or a girl dog?

Oh, hes a boy.

Oh of course, you're a verry handsome boy aren't you? Yes you are! Yes you are!

I think your burger is almost done, do you want me to get it?

Oh shit! yeah, please. I just need to wash my hands after petting the dog.

Ok! Go ahead, the bathroom is just inside and to the left, I'll go ahead and plate up the food, I just need to tie up the dog first.

Alright!

Hey puppy, you were so good! Good job being so freindly! I'm just going to tie your lead to the table ok? Good boy! Good pup. Let me just get the human food ready and I'll be back in one sec. Ok? Ok, good dog.

...

Hey is everything ready?

Yup! Here you go, you want a pink lemonade?

No thanks, just water.

Aright then here you go! This looks great!

Thanks, I used a new recipe so hopefully it's good.

Here's your bowl puppy! Let me just unclip your muzzle. There you go. Now sit. Beg. Go ahead beg.

Aww a little bit of stage fright?

Come on muttboy, beg. Good. Good boy. Here you go.

Does his bowl have writing on it?

Yeah it does! I found a place online that does ones with your dog's name on them. The letters have little paw prints in them and everything, It's so cute. This burger is really good by the way, thanks.

Ahhh don't mention it. I dont have a barbeque at my place so I really just wanted to try it out. Does his little tag mach the bowl?

Aw, no! I should've thought of that! No, the tag just has my name and contact info on it.

Well that looks cute on him too. hey, can u send me a link to that website for the dog bowl? I want to get one for my puppy.

Sure no problem! Give me a sec to find it.

...

Hey, it's been great catching up with you! I wish I could stay for longer but I have an apointment so I gotta go. Talk soon?

Oh of course! It's been great seeing you too, Bye!

Bye and bye to your dog too!

Ok puppy, all done. You were such a good boy today. Come on, I'll untie you and we can head back inside.

Good puppy, good boy. You were so good today for me weren't you? Yes you were. Do know what good boys get? Oh fucking hell, are you hard again already? I haven't even told you what I'm going to do, dumb mutt. You're so fucking pathetic. Now sit. Good. Now as a reward for being so good today, you get to cum once for every five times you make me cum ok? Good dog. Now open wide mutt.

#nsft #t4t nsft #petpl@y #petpl4y #2doms #mine #outside #hum1l14t10n #puppyboy sub

[oxygenbefore1775]

When There's Too Much Alcohol In The System

pairing: reiner x gn!reader

wc: 0,6k

summary: taking care of your drunk ass (again, but this time with reiner)

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When it's your night out, Reiner always tends to spread himself too thin. Every single thing about the outing has to go smoothly, in his book. You should have your much deserved fun, even if it comes at his expense. Too bad you go a tad overboard with your drinking that night.

"Fuck, are you alright?" he asks in a voice full of concern.

The question comes off almost rhetorical, given that you have asked him to pull over just so you could empty your belly onto the asphalt road. Your shoulders shiver with each contraction of your stomach muscles as the cool air freshens your clouded mind. Sobered up a bit, you feel a twinge of shame wash over you. Do you really look that bad right now?

"Was I driving too fast?" Reiner leans closer to check on you.

Your tongue grows heavy and limp for you to answer properly so you shake your head no instead. Of course Reiner's not at fault — his driving is far from extreme. It's alcohol that's contributed to your carsickness.

Sitting straight back up, you hide your face in the cradle of your palms as an exhausted groan falls from your lips.

"Reiner, 'm so drunk. So sorry you have to see this" you try to sound genuine but with your perception distorted you simply wail out those words in hopes that loudness would compensate for sincerity.

"It's quite alright" Reiner says reassuringly all the while stroking your back, "What kind of partner would I be if I didn't make sure that you're safe and sound, love?"

The booze beating your mind into a mush, you start to feel the pricks of embarassment with your behaviour and adoration at your boyfriend. If beforehand Reiner already held a special place at your heart — now your inebriated mind is putting him onto the pedestal for the infinite amount of care he's showed while taking care of a wreck such as yourself. Truly the paragon of kindness that your drunk ass is blessed with, you keep repeating to yourself.

Meanwhile Reiner gets the keys back into ignition, ready to take off.

"Let's get home already"

"No-no-o," you throw your hands over the steering wheel, "I'll puke again if you start driving"

"No problem," Reiner responds calmly, "How about we wait till you sober up a bit?"

How does he still patience for you? You look up at him, your hazy vision catching not a glimpse of annoyance in his expression.

"Fuck, I love you," you blurt out, your voice unsteady.

In return, Reiner simply smiles back at you shyly before averting his gaze. His reaction leaves you confused. Perhaps he didn't hear your mumbled confessions so you lean in closer.

"Love you," you repeat, this time making sure to emphasize each syllable.

"Ok, I heard you," his voice shaking up, clearly in blind amusement with your antics.

His words still don't satiate you which makes your brows knit together and your lips pucker.

"I said I love you"

You stretch your hand out to him as an invitation (or demand, rather) to speak. Aware of your inebriated obnoxiousness, Reiner caves.

"I love you too," the corner of your lips curl up in a satisfied smile as soon as you hear his voice.

Your request fulfilled, you nod in content as your eyelids suddenly go heavy. Maybe Reiner's words were enough to send you off in a peaceful sleep.

"Alright," you make out Reiner's voice with the last crumbs of consciousness you have left, "Let me get you to bed"

#aot #attack on titan #snk #shingeki no kyojin #reiner #reiner braun #aot oneshots #reiner oneshots #reiner fluff #reiner x reader

[leejihoonownsmyheart]

WE ARE BONDED...I THINK YOU'RE A GRYFFINDOR?? RIGHT?? IF IM WRONG ILL BE SO ASHAMED

OH MY GOODNESS YEAH I TOTALLY AGREE. LIKE WHY DO ALL KDRAMAS NEED TO BE KTRAUMAS 😭😭?? COULD WE NOT GET SOME FLUFF FOR ONCE...

HELP THAT ANIME IS SO FUNNY?? he's so relatable for turning into dust btw that's actually mad funny 😂😂😂

HAVE YOU SEEN THE ANIME OF THE GUY WHO'S VA WAS LAUGHING AT THE DUDE'S NICKNAME BEING DICK?? I DON'T REMEMBER THE NAME BUT THE VA WAS ACTUALLY LAUGHING IN THE STUDIO

no because cheol/hao/wonwoo (and- hot take maybe- shua and jeonghan??) totally give off that 'passive dominance' vibe

YEAH I TOTALLY LOST FEELINGS FOR THAT GUY....LIKE I THINK I MESSED UP IN THE BEGINNING BECAUSE I TEXTED HIM TOO MUCH 🙃🙃 it is what it is tho because i think im much better off without him...........

OKAY I HAVE A THEORY ABOUT PULLING DOMINANT MEN....you either have to act SUPER independent/borderline "leader" like OR you have to act like someone that could be a sub little housewife (like its the 1970s oops).... IM TRYING THOSE 2 OUT RN SO LETS SEE HOW IT GOES LOL

so many meds?? that sounds so complicated (and borderline terrifying 🙁) it must be so bad to be given something that's supposed to help but somehow makes things worse

would a sleep study actually help? here's to hoping it will because not being able to sleep must be torture brie im so sorry i hope you get through this in one piece (ONE PIECE MENTIONED!??!?!?)

PRINCESS SWITCH IS SUCH A GUILTY PLEASURE?? IM GLAD SOMEONE ELSE MENTIONED IT BECAUSE IM SO EMBARASSED TO SAY ITS...KINDA GOOD......

true. imagine ignoring your child's pleas for mashed potatoes... those creamy garlic mashed potatoes are actually a god given right, you can't convince me otherwise 😒😒

NO BRIE YOU DON'T SUCK! YOU'RE A WONDERFUL BEING THAT DESERVES THEIR PLACE IN THE WORLD.... AND YOU ARE PRETTY?? I THINK YOUR VISUALS ARE REALLY FRESH 😭

i'm doing great (besides finals.)!! YOU GOT THIS BRIE I BELIEVE IN YOU

-finals week or 🫨 anon's final week? stay tuned

Hufflepuff 😨

NO SERIOUSLY they should make a website like does the dog die but for what episode of a drama you should stop watching at if you want to pretend there is a happy ending

NO HAHAHA I DONT THINK IVE SEEN THAT ANIME BEFORE BUT IT SOUNDS SO FUNNY IF YOU REMEMBER THE NAME PLEASE TELL ME???

I actually really heavily agree on that Joshua take that’s crazy but i feel that

NO I THINK I REALLY MESSED UP WITH ONE OF MY FRIENDS i’m so stressed about it too she’s taking a break from social media and i’m going crazy like i feel like part of it is just that i’m too much for her now and i’m so stressed, every day i want to spam her and i have literally been crying every single night because i’m so upset cause i think i really fucked up but like is it worse that i think that she would just abandon me? IDK but i’m so upset it’s been a week now. What if she hates me, and also i went literally crazy and i don’t think she knows how crazy but crying every single night cause i think she hates me and left me is CRAZY like every time i calm down i see reason but i was rereading our interactions so much and analyzing all the things i did wrong so much i had to delete the messages

I’m crazy. I’m crazy actually. I want to just forget everything and move on but imagine i put all this effort into forgetting her because i had a maniac anxious breakdown in the middle of a depressive episode and she comes back completely normal expecting me to be completely normal 😭😭 that would be crazy right

I’m crazy right. I’m crazy.

OKAY THATS IMPORTANT RESEARCH RIGHT THERE ACTUALLY CAUSE I HAVE NEVER EVER EVER MET A MAN WHO WANTS TO DOMINATE ME AND HONESTLY?? IM SICK OF THIS BULLSHIT I KEEP PURPOSELY ACTING UP IN FRONT OF GUYS TOO LIKE PURPOSELY I WILL ACT LIKE A BRAT WHO CANNOT BE CONTROLLED AND NOTHING. NOTHING! PLEASE TELL ME HOW YOUR RESEARCH PROJECT GOES TODAY I LITERALLY TOLD SOMEONE THAT A MAN I FRIENDZONED LIKED TO BE DOMINATED AND TOLD WHAT TO DO AND THE GUY I FRIENDZONED HAS LITERALLY SEEN MY FUCKING BDSM TEST RESULTS AND THERE WERE NO REPERCUSSIONS 😭

Meds are meds i guess i’m just really hoping these new ones work. The sleep study SHOULD be helpful like if it’s a serious health problem. And it will help them know if it’s not like sleep apthia? Or something like that

I WAS TRYING TO TALK TO SOMEONE ABOUT THE HEIST ONE?? AND THEY WERE LIKE but the first one is so bad and i was like oh my god… they haven’t even met the third twin LIKE ITS GOOD???

I don’t remember why i said i suck but oh god so annoying i give myself the ick. TODAY I WAS LIKE i was like when i serve food out to people sometimes i like can’t explain this well but i smile and pose? Like when i turn around i’ll like IDONTKNOW POSE? ITS LIKE SUBTLE BUT ITS LIKE IM IN A MOVIE AND IM THE MAIN CHARACTER AND ITS REALLY ANNOYING AND SUBCONCIOUS SO IM ONLY AWARE AFTER IVE DONE IT AND ITS SO ANNOYING AND IT GIVES ME THE ICK SO BAD i have A SERIOUS pick me problem that no one will EVER acknowledge even when i say it i’m surrounded by LIARS

HOW HAVE YOUR FINALS BEEN GOING ARE THEY GOING WELL?! YOURE GONNA DO AMAZING YOUVE GOT THIS

#TODAY I WAS MANIC MANIC NOT DEPRESSED MANIC SO ITS GREAT DAY AND TIME TO TALK TO BRIE #I ONLY CRIED RIGHT BEFORE WORK IN MY CAR AND ALMOST ONCE AT WORK BUT NOT AT ALL ANYMORE THATS THE RECORD FOR THE MONTH ACTUALLY #b: 🫨 anon

[meto4]

UPDATE: THE ANCIENT RUNES WERE REVEALED TO ME. I NO LONGER NEED THE ANSWER. FOR I HAVE IT NOW. I know how to do this, I asked my professor.

I'll leave the post up for history.

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hello! i haven't made any original posts in a while. at least i think so... this is because i am fucking failing mathematical analysis. yes that's awfully embarassing. yes everything i said in my bio was a lie, i'm actually dogshit terrible at integration and such. actually i think i'm just terrible at math in general. a poser you might say.

or, rather, it wasn't a lie back when i wrote the bio. i used to like it (to the point of saying it was my Meaning Of Life or whatever) and i used to think i'm pretty good compared to my peers who were somehow even worse.

anyway if you read this please consider this a cry for help lol. if anyone could tell me how to do tasks like the one pictured here i'd.... uhh idk i guess i can't really do anything in return but i'd be grateful forever. yes i know it seems easy, like something that anyone who has even the slightest idea of what's going on could do lol. it probably is and yet i can't do this. or rather i can but i'm pretty sure i'm doing it wrong.

(well maybe it's because my focus keeps drifting away every time or because i spent too much time on programming instead of this or because everyone else seems to communicate with other students well and seek out materials together and i can't do that or because i am fundamentally incredibly stupid.)

on a general note, i really don't want to get expelled from my university. i can't help but compare myself with other people, and i have always concidered studying at at a "good" university somewhat of a redeeming quality (i am already "pretty bad" at other usually highly valued skills e. g. being nice to be around), now i'm at risk of losing it as well.

on an even more general note, well, it may sound silly, but i think i'm now "left to your judgement". i don't know what should be done to people who are like that. when someone (not any one person in particular) tells me i've failed again (in a condescending tone, one that's normal for educators) my first thought at this point is honestly "so what? what do you want me to do? i still can't do this. do you want me to kill myself? right now? for you to see?"

#tw suicide #suicide tw #god damn it look i'm sorry for the stupid tags i just don't want anyone to see this shit if such things can hurt them #tw suicide mention #vent

[lene-loki]

Overdose

Warnings: Drug abuse, drug overdose, mentions of death, swearing, angst, spoiler for Kin Season 1

Pairing: Michael Kinsella x Female!Reader

Words: 2,390

Summary: After robbing Eamonn Cunningham's stash, the Kinsella's celebrate their success with drugs and alcohol - until (Y/N) overdoses on cocaine and the happy vibe immediately disappears.

"Let's make a toast!" Eric yelled enthusiastically after hours of heavy drinking. "We already passed that point." Said Jimmy slightly laughing.

"Yeah, but with the alcohol. Now we've gotta toast with the drugs!"

"Idiot." Nikki said smiling about her boyfriend who had obviously been very drunk.

"Fuck you two." Eric said before he turned to you. "You'll toast with me, (Y/N), right?" He babbled while you let out a nervous chuckle.

You absolutely hated being put on the spot and could already feel your cheeks redden from embarassment.

When your close friend Nikita invited you to a party earlier you didn't quite expect whatever was happening here.

You knew that Nikki's boyfriend had a criminal record but not that his entire family was criminial and celebrating a robbery. You shook nervously. The fear of getting murdered by one of the family members didn't leave your mind for the entire night. It didn't make it any better that you were the only one who didn't drank a single drop of alcohol - well, except for Michael who also seemed to avoid it.

Speaking of the devil, Michael just returned from the kitchen, sitting down on the sofa beside you.

You definitely felt the most comfortable with him out of the entire Kinsella family. He seemed nice altough he's been really quiet the entire time.

Eric ended up toasting to himself with some nonsense before preparing a tablet with lines of cocaine on the surface of the silver. Your eyes widened, desperately searching for eye contact with Nikki.

What did she drag you to?

"A-Are." You swallowed hard. "Are those drugs?" You could hear your voice break. "I thought you were joking." You admitted, now more scared than ever while everyone around you started laughing hysterically about your naivity.

"That's cute how clueless you are." Eric commented and you felt really insulted, humiliated even.

You weren't some dumb, little girl without a clue about the world. It simply made you uncomfortable to be around such illegal actions.

Why was Nikki so invested in all of this stuff?

"(Y/N) you're our guest of honor, you can go first." Eric said while holding out the tablet in front of you.

Michael seemed to sense your discomfort as he immediately moved the tablet away from your face - earning an annoyed look from Eric.

"I don't think that she wants to do that." He simply said but left an intimidating vibe around him, making Eric swallow.

It stayed awfully quiet after Michael's words and the uncomfortable silence became too much for you to bear.

You excused yourself from the table and went outside on the patio to catch some fresh air, still shaking in fear.

After a few minutes you returned. You still felt a bit shaky but calmed down enough to face the family again.

Michael wasn't sitting on the sofa anymore - leaving you alone to deal with Eric. He indeed wasted no time in persuading you again to try the cocaine served on the silver platter.

All eyes on you, you began hysterically shaking again. You knew you should have stood up for yourself but you were too shy to decline his offer even though you really wanted to say no.

Under all the pressure you finally gave in. Eric along with Nikki and the rest of the family cheered as you nervously accepted the platter, unsure of what to do.

Nikki demonstrated it once to you after taking the empty seat beside you. Still being clueless about it and scared as hell you did the same as Nikki. Pressing one shaking finger to your right nasal cavity to block it. You used the left side to inhale the entire line of cocaine through a curled up bank note. You almost coughed from the uncomfortable feeling in your nose.

They clapped and cheered around you. You smiled insecurely. Although you satisfied their wish you didn't feel fullfilled, because you gave into the peer pressure.

Immediately after putting the tablet away you excused yourself again. In the hallway in front of the bathroom, you encountered Michael.

He looked tired but nevertheless showed you a kind smile. He also noticed you being even more nervous than before.

"Is everything alright? You know, you don't have to stay here if you don't want to." He said sympathetically.

"I-I know." You started fidgeting with your hands.

Michael gave you an encouraging pat on your shoulder and if your heart didn't race before, your pulse was now faster than the speed of light.

Maybe it was the drugs.

But you felt extremely attracted to Michael.

Either you hallucinated his touch on your arm and the longing stare he gave you or the cocaine opened your eyes to what has been there the entire night. Could that be?

Could Michael really be interested in you?

You shook that thought right off. That was ridicoulous.

He lingered in his position with his hand on your arm, not moving an inch as if he waited for something.

"Uhm..." You cleared your throat but before you could say anything else, your mind got so dizzy to the point where you couldn't think of anything anymore.

"Bathroom." Was the only word you got out of your mouth just like that.

He nooded understandingly, smiling again.

You didn't even know him and he wasn't really much of a talker but still you felt a connection to him as if you two have been knowing each other for decades.

After returning from the bathroom you felt the complete intensity of the cocaine kicking in. Your adrenaline jumped through the roof and you seemed to be unable to keep your legs from moving around. You just couldn't sit still.

To Nikki's joy you came out of your shell.

And the best part was that everyone around you was intoxicated to the point of being totally carefree. You danced wildly with Nikki and Eric to some eighties tunes while sipping on a drink that Jimmy had made you.

You were painfully excited about everything. Even about Jimmy's snake as you followed him and Michael downstairs.

Michael wasn't stupid.

He knew that something was off with you. Just an hour earlier you were a shaking, nervous mess and now you were the definition of the life of the party - totally letting loose.

When you felt the effect slowly starting to disappear, you looked for the silver platter for more of that magical white snow. Somehow you made sure that Michael didn't see it. You didn't know why but you didn't wanted him to be disappointed in you that you gave in to the pressure from Eric.

But you couldn't stop doing it now as well.

It was like a higher force was dragging you to the tablet and you started to become addicted to the person you are when you're under the influence of the drug. You didn't wanted the fun to stop so you took another line without anyone witnessing. It made you braver. And you wanted the effect for a little while longer, so you took another line - not thinking about the risks even once.

After you had inhaled every last crumb of that fine as dust white powder, you suddenly got the feeling of choking and you seemed to be unable to keep breathing through your nose. You made a choking sound - gaining everyone's attention. Just as Michael walked in, you could feel a wetness dripping from your nose. Even without looking at it you knew that it was blood. You could smell the coppery scent dripping out of your nose.

"(Y/N)!" Michael yelled startled at the look of your pale form, with cocaine sticking to your upper lip since you didn't use a Dollar note this time and just inhaled it straight up from the surface and of course your nosebleed. He reached you just in time as your surroundings started to fade into darkness. Michael caught your unconscious body and could watch inch for inch how the blood left your body and you became as white as a sheet in his arms.

The music immediately stopped, everyone was shocked about what was happening. "CALL AN AMBULANCE!" Michael screamed angrily at his family members as they just continued to stare. Jimmy was the first who shook out of his rigidity and grabbed his phone, dialing the emergency number as fast as his shaking fingers allowed. Michael carefully put you on the sofa, ignoring his own overwhelming feel of shock so he could take care of you. After he watched your lifeless body for a little moment longer, hoping your chest would rise in breaths even if they were almost nonexistent. He needed something. A tiny sign that your heart was still beating. But then he lost it.

Furiously he grabbed Eric by the collar who was still frozen in shock. "I told you that she didn't want to do drugs." He growled. "And you little son of a bitch just pushed her into it." Eric was intimidated by his cousin and swallowed nervously. "Michael, please." Frank sighed. "So what, that kid can't properly tolerate cocaine like the rest of us. That's not Eric's fault." Frank said nonchalantly, which only put fuel to Michael's fire. He let go of his cousin and now approached his uncle.

"If she dies, her blood is on Eric's hands." He said, deeply annoyed by Frank's careless attitude about the girl.

Michael did care about that girl.

And he knew from the moment she stepped into the house that she didn't belong in that circle of people. She was way too shy and sweet. She deserved better company than the Kinsella family. And she definitely didn't deserve to die because of a bad decision she made. Shortly after Jimmy announced that the paramedics would be here soon, they hurried to hide the drugs and any indication of something illegal happening. Nikki came back from the bathroom - oblivious to what happened to her friend. But then she looked between Frank and Michael how tense their both were and how raging Michael was. Then her gaze fell onto your lifeless form on the sofa. She gasped in shock, hurrying over to your side. "What happened?" She sobbed over her friend. Regret washed over her. She knew that this party wasn't for you and still she dragged you along. Michael didn't help her with feeling guilty. "What do you think happened?! You should have supported (Y/N)'s decision instead of pushing her with Eric to do cocaine."

Finally the ambulance arrived and Michael watched you getting transported into the vehicle. His heart cramped in pain. The rest of his family didn't care what would happen to you, but Michael did and Michael didn't wanted you to be alone in hospital, so he left alongside Nikki to be there for you.

Your condition had been dangerously critical but nonetheless the Doctor's were optimistic about you. Of course they knew what caused your health issue but they weren't there to judge rather than to save your life.

After three long hours of waiting, unsure about your medical state, the Doctor finally proclaimed that you would make it and that you were in a stable condition given the fact that your heart at one point had stopped beating for almost an entire minute. As well Michael as Nikki were extremely relieved with the news.

Michael stayed in the hospital until you woke up to show you that he'd been there and you weren't with your health problems all alone. He knew himself how it felt to be all alone in this world and to be rejected. He didn't wanted you feel the same about the Kinsella's - well, at least not about him. Although you felt like you just jumped from the deaths shovel, you couldn't surpress the happiness you felt when you saw Michael's glossy eyes - from concern and tiredness. You felt touched that he was there although a part of you was ashamed of yourself. Since you took the drug although he knew you didn't wanted to.

"I'm sorry." You mumbled, your voice hoarse. "Don't be." He said softly, while taking a seat beside your hospital bed. His smile was enough to light a firework inside of your heart and you were reminded that you truly were alive. "Nikki went to get something to eat from the cafeteria." He said to let you know that your friend was there as well. You nodded.

You needed to say something. You couldn't keep on biting on your tongue. "I'm sorry. Really." He wanted to tell you again that it was alright but you stopped him. "No, I did the opposite of what I wanted. Of what I said I wanted. But you defended me and I still did it behind your back." Feeling emotional from your trauma of almost dying, you sniffed. "I don't want you to think that I didn't care about what you said. Because I do." You whispered. Haven't you been on medication you would have found this situation ridiculous. Michael was a total stranger, yet you felt the need to share your soul with him.

"Everyone makes mistakes. I won't judge you because of this one. I'm just glad you're awake." He said, reaching out to grab your hand. Reassuringly, he rubbed small circles with his thumb on the skin of your hand. You smiled at the touch.

But still you had a question lingering on the tip of your tongue. "How come, you are here?" Your cheeks reddened, insecurely lowering your gaze onto your hand which was still engulfed in Michael's big one. "Because I worried about you." He admitted sincerely, making your heart jump. "Really?" You asked shyly, not being used to being cared about. He showed you his heartwarming smile again and that was enough answer for you. You smiled back at him, hoping your smile would show him all the words you were too shy to say aloud. He gave your hand a loving squeeze.

It was after Michael left the room that Nikki grinned at you knowingly. "Do you want Michael's number?"

You blushed, but then nodded laughing in which she chimed in. "I'll get it for you, hun." She promised, letting you linger in the beautiful feeling of falling in love.

#michael kinsella #kin #kin amc #marvel #mcu #marvel mcu #imagine #charlie cox #daredevil #matt murdock #angst #fluff

[jiannaeloise]

A Sneak Peek into Siargao

I haven't written in a while so this entry deserves a whole summary of what's been happening in my life lately. I just got back from Boracay a few days ago. That's where I got to spend 1 of 2 of my 30th birthday. There was a lot of night life drinking and dancing for sure. I got to meet The DJ Ron Poe during my birthday too but something embarassing happened to me the night of. The button on the neon green top I was wearing popped out while dancing with a Polish woman. Thankfully she also hugged me on may way to my seat. I was not wearing any bra but thankfully I have such great reflexes because I was able to cover my boobies just in time. Yes, there were people staring (my family and friends included) but surprisingly I didn't feel worried and just went on with my night to dance again. 😅 We resolved my buttonless top by putting a stapler on it, btw. 😂

There was one thing that happened to me the day after my birthday. I was expecting it to happen in Siargao but I guess things happened the way it should... We had a final night of drinking at Summer Place and I saw this cute guy awkwardly dancing. I was glad I shot my shot. I guess, that's really a part of me that's embedded in my personality. I'm a strong woman on that aspect I guess. 😅 His name is Alex. Yup, he shares the same name with the guy I met at that LA bar who also made a move on me. 😂 He's 35, tall and handsome. He actually looks like a foreign version of Champ Lui Pio because of his deep face dimples. My gosh. Hahaha. Sadly, we didn't have photos together unlike LA Alex. So yeah, long story short, you know how the ending goes.

I haven't had sex for six fucking years and I really didn't expect to get lucky either. But things escalated quickly and we were checked in at the very same hotel. We walked back and he invited me to his room. It turned out to be a birthday sex escape (no one knew for sure). The sex was fine. It was just awkward at some parts. I felt like I had to know my body all over again. It felt weird because I haven't been intimate with someone for such a long time (7 years to be exact, so I guess you can also call that my 7-year "itch" 😆) that I forgot to voice out what I wanted in bed! Haha. At one point before the deed, Alex asked me in disbelief: "So no boyfriend huh?" He couldn't wrap his mind around it because he said: "You seem intelligent and pretty." I really honestly do not have any answer as to why I still don't have one.

Now that I think about it and I've written this before, my beauty is not the kind that is noticeable or is not the society's standard of beautiful. So, I'm pretty sure I'm not the first option when a guy sees me. It's either that or they need to talk to me first or they completely find me intimidating. But when Alex asked me that question I wasn't bothered. For this part I am thankful I am single because I get to enjoy this now. But why am I such a late bloomer in this sense? Why am I only having these experiences now that I've hit my 30's? I don't want to end up like an old maid and still be out here hooking up with random men, checking if we're a match or not. 😔

So yeah, it was a fun/awkward birthday sex. The morning after though, I looked myself in the mirror feeling as if I was already connected with Alex because I could sense he was looking for me. My family friends would send me videos of him on our Laboracay thread, confirming exactly that. A part of me didn't want to see him that day because I am not sure when I will ever see him again. Thankfully, we didn't cross paths the day of my flight back to Manila. I did feel an ache in my heart because I wasn't able to say goodbye to him in person and I felt as if I left a part of my heart in Boracay while we were up in the clouds. To make it more dramatic, I was listening to Taylor Swift's Wildest Dreams, teary-eyed. 😂

All in all, this year was the most memorable visit to Bora. Not only because of what happened to me but because I am lucky enough to be celebrating the first half of my 30th birthday out of town with the people I love. 🥰

Sea you in Siargao for round 2 of my birthday,

Jc

#jiannaeloise #jiannaeloiseconfessions #tumblr diary #online diary #personal diary #my diary #dear diary #daily diary #diary entry

[pandasized-crevice]

MY FRESH JUST WACTHED KINNPORSCHE EP 9 THOUGHTS

I’m shaking,sweating in my boots let’s go

hmmm hmmm hmm giving a sob story huh

SIT THE FUCK DOWN SIR LIAR

i love kinn raising his eyebrows he's so FINE

NO FUCKING WAY THE WATER WAS POISONED?!?!

KING!!!!!!OHMYGOD HE LOOKS STUNNING PER USUAL

YES LETS KILL HIM

AYO WHO ARE YOU BIG TO GIVE YOUR TWO CENTS

oh wait big suspected tawan as a traitor perhaps ill let him slide

don't speak to porsche whore,keep my kings name outta your mouth too

NOOOO I WANTED DEATH TO TAWAN

big giving tawan the death stare as he should

why hello kim (jeff is so beautiful fr)

STOP HE'S THINKING OF CHAY AND HIS SONG IM FADING

POL AND ARM AND PETE MY LOVES

got that bitch under surveillance

ARM DOES KNOW....pete babe come on put the pieces together

i forgot to turn off the water arm please

HOES FOR ABANDONING PETE

H EY bet this when kinn gives pete the mission to spy/infiltrate

I KNEW IT

pete said i am not the one mr kinn

its so cute the arm and pol were just watching and ran back to pete after kinn left i love them

no sleeves for tawan ig

NOT THIS MUSIC CHANGE HEY

when all three are in the same room i break out in hives

PAUSE; kinn looks adorable in the picture

the way porsche is trying to see too

WE REALLY GOING DOWN MEMORY LANE RN?!?!

sTOP the pictures are cute damnit

porsche doing the jumps in the bg someone stop this

kinn please stop this sir YOUR OTHER MAN IS IN THE SAME ROOM HE'S RIGHT BEHIND YOU

porsche losing his mind i the bg i know it CUZ I WOULD BE

why does tawan speak in third person?

oh its the grabbing kinns arm for me,if i was porsche id walk right in between them like EXCUSE ME

DUDE THIS IS ASS FOR PORSCHE I HATE YALL

finally porsche speaks up my king you don't need this

kinn ik you're not doing this on purpose but im still going to beat your ass

the look porsche is giving kinn

what meeting?!?! kinn ik your mentally FOOLISH THAT IS WHY IM GOING TO OPEN UP A HOSPITAL-

tankhun i love you sir

not another gift basket porsche...actually yes yok deserves them

her jacket is fabulous omg

YOK IS ALL KNOWING

porsche sweetie that is not the way

ooooh i wonder what yok's way is

SHUT THE FUCK UP ITS THIS SLIDING IN SCENE

FUCK IT UP PORSCHE YES KING

porsche & his white undies man

wait are we acting pathetic to get a mans attention?????

dear lord kinn looks so fine SIR OUT THAT CHEST AWAY ITS LETHAL

WE ARE ACTING PATHETIC FOR ATTENTION!!!!!

A Y O CLEAN MY BODY kinn babes if you don't see this as the ruse it is....

damn porsche way to be subtle

YOK I LOVE YOU QUEEN

P A U SE I CANT GO ON IF PORSCHE STARTS MAKING NOISES I JUST CANT

STOP the face kinn is making when he leans in

DAMN PORSCHE SLAMMING THAT MAN ON THE COUCH

J E S U S CHRIST

BITCH YOU CAN SEE THE BOTTOM HALF OF KINN PLEASE

PETE THAT WAS DISGUSTING

SARANGHAEYO pete i swear to god

kinn you whore you liked that close call?!?!

why tf is kinn moving his feet

PETES RIGHT THERE!!they are so foul horny bastards fr

ew tawan OH?what just happened?

vegaspete enthusiasts are screaming rn

pete....ONE JOB

macau shut the fuck up about tankhun

BIBLE IS SO STUNNING

porsche tf you doing?oh cameras right

YOU ARE SO COOL your hand in marriage arm thanks

OH SO PORSCHE IS DOING TO SEE/HEAR WHATEVER KINN WAS DOING IN THERE WITH TAWAN OH

man damn it either have the evidence tawans way or nothing

CHAY BELOVED!! go out with your friends chay :(

AH THE UNDERWATER SCENE

THE FUCK IS VEGAS DOING HERE GIRL WHAT

porsche dont drink that shit please be wary

ID SAY LEAVE FOOL

dear lord vegas

IM GONNA PISS MY PANTS KINN WAS THERE THE WHOLE?TIME

could you imagine if tawan whips out a gun rn......

NOO id throw myself into a river that is so embarassing

oh hell no porsche is not the mole don't twist this around you snake

NO FUCKING WAY DAMNIT DAMNIT NO

kims making those annoyed sighs and im going to beat his ass

HE MADE HIM A GUIATR PICK IM SOBBING

AHHHHHHH A CONFESSION?!?!? CHAY IS BRAVER THAN THE FUCKING MARINES HOLY SHIT CHEEK KISS?!?!

tawan i swear to god he's such a bastard

tankhun the only one with brains in this godforsaken family

PISSING SHITTING MY PANTS ITS VEGAS

ep10 preview: PETE GOES UNDERCOVER FOR PORSCHE?!?!BITCH

#cellulars fjwkpt #kinnporsche the series #kinnporsche #kinnporsche ep9 #thai series #thai bl series #god so scared for ep10.... #I’m shaking FREE PORSCHE DAMNIT #tawan were it not for the laws of this land.... #all my homies HATE LOATHE tawan

[ms-hells-bells]

okay so i just turned seventeen, but last year in may i was sixteen and back then i logged into this spam account i used to have that i abandoned, and i had a bunch of old msg's from my friends but i only answered one, it was from my old male best friend who i used to sorta date but the point is he asked me how i was doing, if i moved bc i hadnt been active on anything or answering anyones messages for over a year, i just said 'good' and kept my answers brief but then he said 'is there anything new with you?' and this is the part where i messed up bad, i couldnt take the pain anymore and i asked him to keep this between us, he said yes, and i told him 1. i got raped 2. there was a vid sent to me 3. i am 2m pregnant because i felt sick about telling my family, he was the first person i told just to try to make myself feel better and he said "Thank you for telling me" and left it at that

this is seriously fucking haunting me, sorry if im dramatic but looking back i think he definitely told his friends, he was uncomfortable, or didnt care and whenever i sleep at night i get reminded of it and i just feel so awful inside, i dont know how to make myself feel better and i couldnt take the embarrassment of messaging him on that exact account so i used another one of my spams and told him happy birthday a few months ago, he said thank you hes thinking of me blahblah but (not that its a big deal) he didnt even tell me happy birthday and i feel like he doesnt care about me or the times we had, i thought maybe he didnt know what to say (bc wtf is thank you for telling me???? or let know know if that was a normal reply and these paragraphs are not a big deal) but then i had to remind myself that okay, he's twenty and he was probably uncomfortable especially because we hadnt talked in 1year+. of course i apologized bc it was kinda trauma dumping on him but im so embarrassed how do i overcome it, should i delete the messages??? i think that could help but im also too embarassed to reread them i feel like i should kms the humiliation is unreal

i thought time would fix it but its been 9 months. time did not help me. if you dont have a solution ty anyways and im probably going to delete the msgs once i can bring myself to log in

first of all, i'm so sorry that that happened to you, that's awful.

i think you really need therapy, you've gone through a terrible thing, and you feel extremely alone and terrified of being judged. he responded the only way he could to hearing something like that, i think 'thank you for telling me' means 'thank you for trusting me enough to tell me this' as it can be so hard to tell that to someone. a lot of people also don't like saying 'sorry' because it comes off as disingenuous, so i think 'thank you for telling me' is the best response he could have given in that situation, especially as an older male talking to you (16 vs 20).

i think that, though it'll be hard, you need to stop thinking about it. you confided in someone you had trust with, he responded in a supportive way, and you haven't brought it up afterwards, meaning there's very little chance that he felt 'trauma dumped' on or extremely uncomfortable (of course, it'd be uncomfortable to hear that, but that's a natural reaction out of empathy). you told him, that's it, it's best to move on. it's so hard to with anxiety, where you overthink everything that you do and say, and others' reactions, but i found that the best thing to do is just take things like this at face value. he provided the appropriate support an acquaintance would, you got it off your chest to someone, and you both proceed with the best path forward; he continues chatting with you casually when it comes up, given you're living different and physically separated lives, and you continue the process of healing from your trauma.

tldr: you did nothing wrong, you were vulnerable and needed someone to talk to. he responded a bit awkwardly, but in good faith, and is continuing to talk to you in the appropriate amount for a somewhat out of contact old friend. nothing to regret, it's just a matter of finding a proper outlet for you via therapy and support from people who are physically present and closer (personally) to you in order to healthily cope with your trauma.

i hope any of this helps.

#rape tw